Clairvoyant Son-in-law

Hsu Yi chuckled. He pointed at the ground with his index finger, and nearly a hundred bombs of the same design appeared beside his feet.    

"How is that possible?"    

Seeing this, the Sword Spirit of White Night's calm face turned pale with fright. His trump card was the bombs on the ship. Now that he had lost his trump card, he thought he was going to die a horrible death.    

He was also very decisive. He didn't say anything. He returned to his senses in an instant and ran away. On the other hand, Hsu Yi just smiled and didn't do anything.    

Bang.    

Suddenly, there was a collision sound. The direction in which the sword spirit fled seemed to have an invisible wall standing there. It stopped him and directly knocked him to the ground.    

"What's going on?" The Sword Spirit White Night was shocked.    

Hsu Yi's leisurely voice rang out. "Tsk tsk tsk, people of the Underworld, no matter how much time has passed... They're still so weak as coffee trash. It's not just you guys, even Yama King's shit is the same. It's sad and regrettable!"    

"Yama King?"    

At this moment, the White Night Sword Spirit's attention was focused on these two words. It even included the other two words, shit.    

One had to know that Yama King was one of the five major powers, the founder of the Underworld. Not to mention the heads of the various countries, even the other emperors did not dare to casually insult him.    

But now, his worldview had been overturned.    

His mission objective, actually... actually dared to say such words. Did he not want to live anymore? If Yama King found out about this, he would definitely chase after him, from the Ninth Heaven to the Yellow Spring.    

But suddenly, he discovered something, and he almost forgot about it.    

An invisible barrier blocked his path, and a strange method caused all the bombs to suddenly appear. He couldn't help but think of someone who dared to insult Yama King.    

According to the legends, out of the five emperors, only one was the most unruly, and didn't put many people in his eyes.    

He was a major power, and he represented the Heavenly Court. He represented the Huaxu in Asia to ascend to the world.    

He was the Heavenly Emperor!    

Above the heavens, the monarch controlled the universe!    

It was rumored that the Celestial Thearch had a special ability, one of the rarest and most bizarre spatial abilities.    

A thought to form a world, a teleportation, and retrieving objects from space... These were all the small abilities of spatial abilities.    

When he thought of this, he looked at Hsu Yi with a face full of fear. His voice trembled as he said, "You... you are the Heavenly Emperor?"    

"What do you think?" Hsu Yi did not answer him directly. Instead, he spoke with a tone that allowed the other party to guess everything.    

However, was there a need to guess?    

Anyone with discerning eyes could tell that he was not a fool. On the contrary, he was a little clever.    

The White Night Sword Spirit trembled again and asked, "Heaven... Celestial Emperor, is... is it that I really cannot escape death today?"    

"What do you think?"    

Hsu Yi smiled and said, "Originally, the thing I hated the most was the Martial Palace. The wandering ghosts of the Underworld are only secondary. Originally, perhaps I would let you off. After all, everyone would accept a mission, and I wouldn't blame you.    

However, what you wandering ghosts did really pissed me off. You buried so many innocent people for your own selfish desires. Do you think you should die? "    

He gritted his teeth. The Sword Spirit of White Night didn't want to die yet. He was still young. He was still in his prime. He was a Spirit Level now, and he could live for hundreds of years. He was only in his twenties now. He hadn't lived enough yet, and he hadn't experienced the feeling of living yet. He still had limitless potential to develop.    

He moved.    

He used all his strength. The golden light in his hand flickered. The two golden longswords instantly solidified. He held one in each hand. He used all his strength and slashed forward.    

The golden sword slashed down, but he found that he could not move at all. Even he vomited blood from the backlash.    

Gritting his teeth, he did not give up. He continued to attack, but it was futile. Hsu Yi was happy to be idle and watched the performance.    

In the end, he gave up?    

No!    

He threw the sword on the ground and gritted his teeth. There was a struggle on his face, as if he was making some difficult decision.    

Finally, his expression froze. He reached into his arms, as if he wanted to take something.    

When he took it out, the temperature around him suddenly dropped. It was even colder than the north and south poles. There was even killing intent mixed in.    

The Sword Spirit of the White Night sensed something. He turned his head. Indeed, Hsu Yi's face was cold as he had expected. The killing intent in his substantialized eyes seemed to easily penetrate him.    

However, he heard Hsu Yi's cold and emotionless voice. "As expected, the Underworld has really chosen this path. You really are courting death."    

The White Night Sword Spirit took out a small transparent glass bottle that contained a bright red liquid. From the look of it, it could be seen that the liquid was very viscous.    

It was called the Slaughter Devil Blood. It could be said that the degree of disgust it had towards it was even higher than towards the R Country.    

Hsu Yi really did not want to recall its origin. Because, this was also a scar in his heart, and it was even more shameful.    

As for the Sword Spirit White Night, he knew that his life had been completely sealed. He still said truthfully, "The Slaughter Devil Blood was only chosen by some of us, even Yama King or many of the higher ups. All the members below knew nothing about it. They were kept in the dark. "    

But at this moment, Hsu Yi placed all of his attention on the White Night Sword Spirit possessing the Slaughter Devil Blood, so he did not want to listen to any other words and did not care for it for the time being.    

His current goal was very simple. He wanted to tear the person in front of him into ten thousand pieces.    

The killing intent was thick, and Hsu Yi wanted to make a move. The White Night Sword Spirit had long sensed it, so it instantly opened the glass bottle and drank the entire bottle full of Slaughter Devil Blood.    

Roar.    

In an instant, he underwent a tremendous change.    

After drinking the devil blood, he let out a roar like that of a wild beast. Then, his height increased from 1.7 meters to 1.9 meters, almost two meters.    

Then, his body also underwent a huge change.    

His muscles bulged, and his shirt and pants were torn, leaving only a pair of sunpants. Moreover, the current Sword Spirit White Night was like Schwarzenegger, and even surpassed him.    

Red lines appeared on his body, covering his entire body. It could even be said that these were red lines, extremely dark red and dense, even his face was not overlooked.    

Roar.    

Beast roars sounded in succession. Two sharp tusks, like upgraded zombie tusks, grew out in front of the White Night Sword Spirit's mouth.    

Seeing this scene, Hsu Yi could not help but shake his head. Why did it have to be like this?    

After drinking the Slaughter Devil Blood, the aura within the opponent's body surged and erupted. It far exceeded the level of Spirit Level, and was the king realm.    

But, so what?    

If one consumed too much of the Slaughter Devil Blood, it would exceed the limits of one's physique. Then, it would be like what was described in the fantasy story, causing one's cultivation to go berserk. )    

Now, the amount of Slaughter Devil Blood in that bottle had exceeded the limits of the Sword Spirit White Night. Naturally, he had become a monster that was neither human nor ghost.