Heavenly Master: Join the chat group and have many children and blessings

Chapter 103 Give you two choices
Then Ye Yang ignored the messages in the chat group and focused on practicing.

Familiar with the use of Pangu Yuanpan every day, his strength is improving rapidly.

Time quickly came to the last three days of the agreed time.

The atmosphere in the palace of the Samsara Ghost King was extremely solemn, and the Samsara Ghost King slowly stood up.

His voice was deep and powerful, like an echo from the abyss: "The time is coming, right envoy, you go find Ye Yang and remind him that I only have three days left for him."

The right envoy was wearing a black robe and had a cold expression. He nodded slightly and disappeared into the dark palace like a gust of wind.

At the same time, Ye Yang gradually entered a deep understanding during practice.

The Tianshi Sword is no longer a simple weapon in his hands, but a bridge between him and heaven and earth.

The enhanced version of the sky thunder shuttled through his thoughts like lightning. He felt the lightning-like figure brought about by the Five Thunder Heavenly Hearts, as if he could freely shuttle between the thunders.

At this moment, a disharmonious breath broke the tranquility of the valley.

Ye Yang opened his eyes, and like lightning and thunder, he felt a powerful aura approaching quickly.

"Ye Yang, the Reincarnation Ghost King asked me to inform you that there are still three days left." The right envoy's voice echoed in the empty valley, low and with unquestionable authority.

Ye Yang stood up with a faint smile on his face. His voice was calm and confident: "It doesn't take three days, just let him come to me now."

The envoy on the right was shocked when he heard this: "Ye Yang, can you know the consequences?"

"I have been waiting for him for a long time, and I now give him two choices."

"First, send White Tiger back to Longhu Mountain, and I won't pursue what happened before."

"Second, I will kill him, and I will rescue the White Tiger myself."

Ye Yang looked at his right envoy and said proudly.

Now that he has the confidence to say this, with the complete Pangu Disk in hand, he still has the confidence to fight against the Samsara Ghost King.

After hearing Ye Yang's arrogant words, the right envoy was suddenly shocked. What trump card does Ye Yang have? He suddenly dared to call the Ghost King of Samsara.

The right envoy didn't dare to make any move. After all, even if he dealt with Ye Yang before, he had no chance of winning.

He had no choice but to snort coldly and turned into black mist and returned to the underworld.

The right messenger was like a gust of black wind, speeding through the void of the underworld, and a turbulent wave arose in his heart.

Ye Yang's words hit his heart like a heavy hammer, and his confident attitude made him have to think about what cards this young man had behind him.

The howling winds in the underworld seem to be telling of the coming storm.

"Samsara Ghost King, do you know Ye Yang's arrogance?" The right envoy lowered himself in the palace of Samsara Ghost King, his voice was calm with a touch of urgency.

"Oh, you're back so soon?" The Samsara Ghost King raised his eyebrows slightly, and his voice was bottomless: "Ye Yang, what kind of response did he give?"

"He said you don't have to wait three days and asked you to go find him now." The right envoy conveyed Ye Yang's words accurately.

"He is so arrogant? Haha, this is getting more and more curious." There was a hint of amusement in the voice of the Samsara Ghost King.

"Also, he gave two choices." The right envoy continued, his expression showing a hint of seriousness: "First, send the white tiger back to Longhu Mountain, and second, he personally takes action to solve the problem."

"Two choices?" A flash of light flashed across the eyes of the Samsara Ghost King: "What a Ye Yang, he dared to challenge me. But..."

The Samsara Ghost King stood up, his figure lengthening in the palace, and his voice was like the declaration of the Lord of the Underworld: "Go and tell him that I will personally attend the appointment. I want to see what this young Heavenly Master is like. What are you capable of?" The right envoy was stunned for a moment, then turned into a black mist and flew towards the valley where Ye Yang was.

At the same time, Ye Yang was still immersed in cultivation. The air around him seemed to be trembling. The Tianshi Sword trembled gently in his hand, sensing the power of the surrounding heaven and earth as if it were alive.

Thunder and lightning flashed around his body, and every heartbeat was accompanied by thunderous echoes.

"Boom!" Sky thunder echoed in the valley, and Ye Yang's eyes shot out two rays of light like electricity.

At this moment, he felt the aura of his right envoy approaching again. He smiled softly and slowed down the practice in his hands.

"Ye Yang, the Samsara Ghost King has agreed to your request, and he will attend the appointment in person." There was a touch of complicated emotions in the voice of the right envoy.

Ye Yang stood up, his eyes no longer serious as before, but calm.

"Okay." Ye Yang simply replied with one word, as if everything was under his control.

The right envoy looked at Ye Yang's back and couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart.

He knew that no one could match the power of the Samsara Ghost King, but Ye Yang's changes also made him feel an unprecedented pressure.

Ye Yang turned around, stared at the envoy on his right, and said softly: "Inform your master that we will see you at Longhu Mountain in three days."

The right envoy nodded, without saying anything more, his figure turned into black mist again and disappeared into the valley.

The valley returned to tranquility, but Ye Yang's heart felt like the calm before the storm.

He knew he was about to face a battle that could change his destiny.

With the help of Pangu Yuanpan, he began to formulate a battle plan.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye. In the boundless land, winds and clouds surged, and the heaven and earth seemed to feel the impending fierce battle.

Ye Yang stood on a barren land, with the Heavenly Master's Sword stuck in the ground, thunder and lightning surrounding the sword. His eyes were firm, waiting for the arrival of the Samsara Ghost King.

"Rumble..." Thunder rolled across the sky, and along with a deep dragon roar, the figure of the Samsara Ghost King appeared on the horizon.

He was wearing a black robe, and even the air around him seemed to become heavy with his arrival.

His gaze was as sharp as a knife and fell directly on Ye Yang.

"Ye Yang, I'm curious, why have you suddenly become so confident?" The voice of the Samsara Ghost King sounded like it came from the abyss, carrying endless pressure.

Ye Yang gently pulled out the Tianshi Sword, looked calm, and responded: "You will know if you try it?"

The Samsara Ghost King sneered, his voice like a bell: "Ye Yang, do you really think you are qualified to fight me now?"

Before Samsara finished speaking, thunder and lightning suddenly erupted around Ye Yang's body. Amidst the thunder, his figure became blurred, as if it had really turned into a bolt of lightning.

"Ye Yang, today I want to see what trump cards you have and whether you can sway me!"

The words of the Samsara Ghost King fell, and with his voice, the mountains not far away began to shake, as if even the earth was foreshadowing the upcoming fierce battle.

Ye Yang gently pulled out the sword and pointed the tip of the sword to the sky. He said calmly: "It's not just to look at it, but to let you witness it with your own eyes."

The Heavenly Master Sword in his hand suddenly flashed with lightning, and the enhanced version of the Heavenly Thunder gathered at the tip of the sword, like an electric thunder bead about to explode.

(End of this chapter)