Swallowed Star: Starting from King Zhenyan

Chapter 9: Speculation of the number of places: the sinister Hell King
virtual universe.

Hongmeng plane, Hongmeng city.

A majestic and large-scale auction house is located in the core area of ​​the outer city.

From the outside, the entire auction house is constructed of unknown metals and special energy crystals.

Its surface is filled with hazy white ripples of laws. From afar, it looks like a bright star, embellishing the prosperous and bustling outer city.

Its internal space is even more vast and boundless, divided into countless areas by the laws of space, each area has a different auction hall.

These numerous auction halls can accommodate more than three million people at the same time.

At this moment, an auction that attracted the special attention of most of the immortal kings has come to an end.

A few people are happy, but countless people are regretful.

Unfortunately, with the wealth I have, I cannot get one of the spots to enter the secret realm of the ring corridor.

After the quota for the auction ended, most of the immortal kings chose to leave the auction house directly.

They were attracted here by the opportunity to enter the secret realm of the corridor.

Now that I didn’t get a spot, I naturally returned to reality and went about my own business.

But before leaving, they felt envious but also a little weird about the person who finally won the bid.

Because, the final winners of those two spots were the Prison Spirit King and his good friend.

As everyone knows, King Zhenyan and King Yuliang have always been at odds with each other.

Suddenly, things started to get interesting.

Although humans are the strongest in Hongmeng City.

But this did not prevent these weak tribes from being crowned as immortal kings and having fun watching King Zhenyan and King Yuliang in private.

In a square somewhere in the outer city.

Several immortal kings of foreign races gathered together to drink and chat. They talked about this topic with great interest.

"Do you know? I heard from a friend of mine from the human race that King Zhenyan and King Yuliang are mortal enemies?"

A foreign man with a rather random look and a weird-shaped head spoke mysteriously to the others.

"Haha, Lingkun, your information is outdated. We already knew this."

"Yes, we have known for a long time that there is a grudge between the two of them."

"We just didn't expect that the Yuliang King could actually snatch this spot from so many Immortal Kings in Hongmeng City, including some Invincible Kings. Where did he get so much wealth as a King?"

At this point, several of the top kings present also became confused.

"Yes, Yi Dao and I have both reached the king limit, but our combined wealth is probably not as much as that of the Hell King. Tell me, where does his wealth come from?"

At this time, King Lingkun, who had spoken first, took over the conversation, still with that mysterious expression on his face.

He looked around, then lowered his voice and said:
"You guys don't know this, right?"

"Oh? Lingkun, you know?"

"Tell me details."

Several people immediately became interested.

"This Hell Spirit King is a very sinister person. Although his own strength seems to be at the limit of the King, he has at least five soul slaves at the peak of the King level under his command."

"What's the big deal? Who is an extremely powerful king who is proficient in the soul and doesn't have a few soul slaves at the peak of the king level under his command?"

Some people heard this and didn't take it seriously.

"Don't be impatient, just listen to me first."

King Lingkun was not annoyed at being interrupted, and his face still had that mysterious look.

"Okay, you tell me." "As for the five soul slaves I saw, there were not only some from the demon race, but also some from the weaker races in our Hong Alliance."

"You mean, his soul enslaved the people of Hongmeng?"

"Yes, I encountered him and his soul servants acting in the sixth battlefield before."

"Acting? Explain clearly."

Several people were a little confused and didn't quite understand what King Lingkun meant.

"That's right, it's just acting! Don't tell anyone what I'm going to say next!"

At this point, King Lingkun's expression became serious.

"Lingkun, don't worry. We are close friends and I promise not to leak any information!"

"Okay! Then I'll tell you."

"He asks his soul slaves to call out their friends, and then he comes out to hunt or enslave them together with the soul slaves."

"I have another guess. He might even send his soul slaves to hunt down the peak kings of weak tribes like us!"

"Hunting us? We are all members of the Hong Alliance, how dare he?!"

"Do you think there is a possibility?"

King Lingkun paused.

"He let his soul servants pretend to fight to the death in front of the target, and then when the target came to help, they attacked together to deal with the peak king?"

Hearing this, the other immortal kings couldn't help but ask questions.

"Ling Kun, for something like this, the Hell King should be very careful and secretive. How do you know so much about it?"

"It was by chance that I once saw him and his soul slaves hunting down their own kind."

"As for what happened next, it's just my guess. After all, in recent years, many peak kings have died inexplicably on battlefields outside the domain."

"After that accidental discovery, I studied it carefully and found that these peak kings all have one thing in common."

"Their tribe is an extremely weak tribe in the Hong Alliance. The strongest people in most tribes are themselves."

"In other words, after they die, their tribe will decline and their status in the Hong Alliance will be even lower."

"No one cares whether they live or die."

"You all know my Lingkun's racial talent. Although my frontal combat ability is not as good as some of the kings, I am still confident in my exploration and life-saving abilities."

"If that's what you said, why haven't we heard of this matter spreading after all these years?"

"I'm not sure about that. After all, the Hell King is the highest level of kings for the human race. We, the weaker races, cannot afford to offend him. Without substantial evidence, who dares to say anything?"

"If you were not all my close friends, and if we had not just happened to be talking about this topic, I would not have mentioned this speculation in front of you."

King Lingkun shrugged at the few people.

"Anyway, this Hell Spirit King is very sinister, so it's definitely a good idea to stay away from him."

"Otherwise, how could he, who is a king at the highest level, get so much wealth to snatch the spots from those kings who are invincible?"

"Indeed, your guess is not completely impossible."

"King Zhenyan and King Yuliang have a grudge. I wonder if they will fight in the Huanlang Secret Realm?"

As they were talking, a skinny old monster in a golden robe came towards them from a distance.

"Stop talking for now, the Hell Spirit King is coming this way."

The Hell Spirit King was wearing a golden robe, his body was as thin as a skeleton, there seemed to be two balls of ghostly fire burning in his eyes, and he was holding two golden balls in his hands that were constantly spinning.

He walked past several people, scanning them with a cold gaze.

(End of this chapter)