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Wang Long had a thought and retracted his two major avatars, fully consolidating Spirit back into his body. He then lightly waved his hand to release the already superficial Fifteen Layers of Hell.
Here was the place that bound One Hundred Thousand Lost Souls.
With a gentle thought, Wang Long's Spirit left his body and entered the Underworld.
Immediately, a sinister aura rushed toward him, and the One Hundred Thousand Lost Souls seemed to transform into beings indistinguishable from the living! Upon seeing Wang Long appear, they immediately erupted into frenzied howls and sharp screams!
Some audacious wild ghosts even lunged at Wang Long with their claws bared!
Wang Long's mind stirred, and he conjured a Thunder Element Sword Qi, instantly turning that wild ghost into nothingness, completely obliterating it.
This action caused all the Ghost Soldiers and Ghost Generals to freeze in place, each one looking at Wang Long with awe, not daring to make any further movements.
"I know that you can condense into a physical form; you must have developed some Spiritual Intelligence, understanding how to seek benefits and avoid harm, and comprehending some language..."
His gaze swept over the many Ghost Soldiers, finally resting on the eight most formidable Ghost Generals.
"Especially you eight... You have even grown powerful enough to grasp a hint of your memories from life and are beginning to slowly recover your Divine Ability, right?!"
These eight were not just any beings; they were the highest commanders from the Eight Continents conquered by the Human Emperor! Each one was akin to a dragon head in their own right!
Although their souls had lost consciousness, they were inherently much stronger than ordinary Ghost Soldiers. Through continuously devouring and absorbing the powers of other Ghost Soldiers, they were gradually growing even more powerful. Wang Long suspected that they might have already developed some degree of wisdom and memory!
"What do you want to do..."
One of the Ghost Generals surprisingly began to speak!
"Indeed, this is impressive! They can actually talk, which means they have their own thoughts!"
Wang Long felt a stir in his heart and said solemnly, "I want to collaborate with you."
Another Ghost General sneered, "You have completely imprisoned us, and now you talk about collaboration? Isn't that an insult to us?!"
"No! I want to leverage your power. First, to resist the Human Emperor's Army; second, to uncover the secrets of this Spirit!"
"What I want is your willing cooperation."
"Why should we cooperate with you?!"
Wang Long smiled, "If I am not mistaken, you should have regained some memories. Therefore, you must know... who killed you and who took everything from you! The reason you can survive and retain a fragment of your will is likely due to this hatred, right? Don't you want revenge and to personally destroy the Human Emperor's empire?!"
"Why should we trust you?!"
Wang Long felt a shift in his heart. These individuals were all formidable figures in life, each no less than a leader. Even in death, they retained a certain level of rationality, unlike ordinary Lone Souls.
"Of course, I won't let you help me for free..."
With that, he revealed everything about himself and even shared his future plans and scenarios with these eight individuals.
"And... once the battles are over, I will let you control Hell, the Evil Spirits! You will continue to exist in your imperial forms! I will establish the Ten Yama Kings, and you will be among the eight!"
"What I want, besides your power, is for you to share the secrets of the afterlife; I think that is not too much to ask, right?"
The Eight Demon Generals exchanged glances, and one of them pondered, "That sounds good, but... do you truly have such power? To create worlds and regenerate life?"
"I do."
"Then fine! We will lend you our strength, but please do not forget your promise!"
One of the burly Ghost Generals stepped forward and said, "You must have guessed by now that we eight were once the rulers of the lands of the Eight Continents! I am the Lord of the Central Continent from back then! However, having died and perished, there is not much to say, except... I still feel unwilling! I am furious that the so-called Human Emperor took everything from me!"
Wang Long also knew that the Human Emperor originated from a prominent family in the Central Continent; this Lord of the Central Continent could be considered his former superior.
It was no wonder that this Lord of the Central Continent harbored such hatred and dissatisfaction after being betrayed by a subordinate and losing everything.
"I need to know the secrets of life and death!"
The Lord of the Central Continent snorted coldly and said, "When a person dies, their body immediately decays, and their soul leaves the body, drifting aimlessly without a home; however, some may be slightly stronger or have cultivated for a long time before death, attaining profound skills; or they may have an unfulfilled obsession that prevents them from closing their eyes. These Lone Souls will drift about for a long time in this world, unlike others who quickly vanish completely..."
"And among these existences, some will absorb other Lone Souls to gradually grow stronger... like us eight, who have slowly gained a bit of Spiritual Intelligence and recovered some memories."
Wang Long felt a stir in his heart and couldn't help but ask, "So... are there ancient Spirits whose consciousness has persisted until now?!"
The Lord of the Central Continent glanced at him and coldly replied, "Impossible! The body decays, and so does the soul! Although one can survive without relying on a physical body, like us who can absorb Yin energy to grow stronger, it is still impossible to exist for long! There probably aren't any Spirits that can survive for over a hundred years!"
"However, if that's the case..."
"You want to know... if certain people's Spirits are still around?" The Lord of the Central Continent immediately saw through my thoughts.
Wang Long sighed inwardly, thinking how wonderful it would be if his father, the Dragon Lord, and those Spirits who had not yet departed could reappear.
"Actually... it's not impossible!" The Lord of the Central Continent suddenly said, "Just like your father, the Previous Dragon Head. Even if he has passed away, his Spirit must be resilient; perhaps it has not yet dissipated! If we work together to search for it, we might achieve something."
Another Lord of the Flame Continent interjected, "Not only that, but there are likely many wandering Spirits that are currently roaming around. If we could gather this power completely, it might be... no less than the strength of your entire Dragon-Snake Alliance!"
Wang Long was overjoyed and nodded, saying, "Alright! As long as you all can help me find this power, I promise you that when the world undergoes change in the future, there will definitely be a place for you! The Ten Yama Kings will start with your Eight Great Demon Kings!"
From that moment on, these so-called Ghost Generals achieved the title of Ghost Kings.
The Eight Ghost Kings looked at each other and then lowered their heads, softly agreeing. Their bodies slowly dissipated like thin mist, and Wang Long vaguely felt that they were flying in all directions.
The seed of this power had been planted. Wang Long looked forward to the day they would Return; perhaps... it would be a force that could change the tide of battle and even the fate of the world.
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