My Silly, Sweet Wife

But now Ye Guichen couldn’t afford to think more, he quickly rushed to the side of the stone coffin, grabbed an iron chain, trying to break it.

However, the chain remained unmoved, incredibly hard, seemingly not an ordinary iron chain.

Ye Guichen had no choice but to take out the Immortal Slayer Sword, and with a few chops, he broke the chain.

Then, seeing Xuanyuan Canghai and Bai Qi coming at him, he swiftly used the iron chain to bind them.

”Roar!”

”Roar!”

The two roared continuously, seemingly trying to break free from the chain, but it was too hard, beyond their ability to escape.

Seeing this, Ye Guichen let out a breath, and after binding them, he quickly wrapped them together, rendering them immobile.

But just at this moment, a voice of a successful scheme echoed in the air: ”Huh huh, boy, you did well, you did well!”

Ye Guichen was taken aback, not understanding the meaning of this sentence.

The next second, a booming sound suddenly erupted.

The other chains tying the stone coffin unexpectedly burst open, breaking all at once in the blink of an eye.

The stone coffin, originally motionless, began to shake violently.

Ye Guichen was stunned, his eyes fixed on the coffin, feeling he had done something he shouldn’t have.

”Clap clap!”

The sound of clapping arose.

The cloaked man’s figure floated again above the stone coffin.

He slowly stretched out his hand, a power like an invisible giant hand grabbed the coffin lid directly, and then lifted it off.

Bang!

The stone coffin slammed heavily at Ye Guichen, who dodged, and it smashed into the wall behind him, shattering into countless pieces.

Ye Guichen’s heart seemed to be seized instantly.

Because, he saw a pair of hands reaching out from the coffin.

Soon after, someone slowly sat up from within the coffin.

”Haha, boy, I didn’t expect you actually have an immortal artifact, that’s an unexpected gain. I originally thought it would take more time to release it, I never expected, never expected!”

The cloaked man laughed: ”Boy, I originally gave you a chance, wanting you to become our Holy Temple’s agent, but you refused. Now it seems, you not only have the qualifications to become a Holy Temple agent, if given time, you might become a terrifying opponent for us.”

”So, today, I must kill you. But I’m not afraid to tell you, my power is sealed, I can’t kill you, nor can I attack you. But this Corpse General can indeed kill you, haha, a Corpse General refined by absorbing over 500,000 corpses, not easy, truly not easy!”

”What?” Ye Guichen’s gaze was fixed on the thing crawling out of the coffin.

Indeed, it could only be referred to as a thing.

Because although dressed in armor, the skin on its face had completely rotted away, leaving only bones, making it look like the corroded armor was covering just a skeleton.

”Boy, he is the Netherworld Emperor. Back then, we buried him here, spending a long time arranging the Corpse Yin array. With time, the souls of those dead were taken by our Holy Temple, releasing a portion of power. Therefore, under the suppression of over 500,000 corpses, nourished by corpse energy, he became increasingly strong.”

”However, this method of refining corpses is too domineering, if not careful, it can harm others and oneself, so we didn’t intend to release him so quickly. Originally waiting for at least half the Holy Temple’s power to be unlocked before releasing him, but didn’t expect, your weapon could break those eight Corpse-locking Chains, chains forged of meteoric iron, even ordinary spiritual artifacts can’t cut through.”

”But now it seems not bad either, haha, since it’s released, there will be no living person left in the Seven Kings’ domain, which is also good for our Holy Temple.”

”Boy, why do you have to do this, after all, he is your father, now becoming a Corpse General. If calculated, he is likely at the Foundation Building Peak, only one step away from the next realm.”

”Given such a disparity in power, would you seriously think you still have a chance?”

The cloaked man spoke excitedly.

He was already eager to see a Corpse General display powerful strength.

Ye Guichen stared at the corpse, his eyes revealing a complex expression.

This person before him, is actually his father?

Yet, why, upon seeing him again, has he turned into such a state?

The Netherworld Emperor slowly climbed up, in the skull’s eye sockets, surprisingly, there were still a pair of dark eyes.

He stared at Ye Guichen for several minutes, then suddenly grabbed an iron chain, easily broke it, and swung it towards Ye Guichen.

Whoosh!

The sound, like the wails of thousands of souls, as if the chain was carrying the grievances of thousands of ghosts, smashed towards Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen was shocked.

Such ferocious power, Ye Guichen had never seen before.

The Netherworld Emperor in front of him couldn’t be considered human anymore, Ye Guichen tried to probe, his three souls and seven spirits had disappeared entirely.

So, even the Xuanming Prison Suppressing Technique would be no use on him.

Damn it!

Why is this happening!

Ye Guichen’s heart twisted in agony.

Seeing the chain coming at him, he quickly flashed back.

Swish!

Despite invoking his Godly Speed Technique, the opponent’s cultivation was too high, speed far beyond an average master.

With one sweep, Ye Guichen’s chest was scraped of a layer of flesh.

Flesh splashed, yet Ye Guichen felt no pain.

After all, blood is thicker than water.

This person before him is his father, yet turned into this state.

Ye Guichen’s tears began to blur, ignoring his injuries, he took out the Immortal Slayer Sword to fight the Netherworld Emperor.

After the Netherworld Emperor swept with one chain, the long chain hit the burial wall, creating a deep groove on the wall.

However, the Netherworld Emperor was fast, his voice rumbling at times, after one chain, the next chain almost simultaneously appeared before Ye Guichen.

Cold sweat appeared on Ye Guichen’s forehead.

The opponent was akin to a Foundation Building Peak expert.

Being able to dodge once was already a fluke for Ye Guichen.

Where could he evade a second time now?

He had to take out the Immortal Slayer Sword to barely confront.

Fortunately, the Immortal Slayer Sword lived up to its name, capable of slaying immortals, even the meteoric iron chains were incredibly sturdy, but before the Immortal Slayer Sword, they were like fragile paper.

Each time Ye Guichen used the Immortal Slayer Sword to resist, he could easily break the chains.

This greatly relieved Ye Guichen’s pressure.

Eventually, almost all chains in the tomb were cut off.

But the Netherworld Emperor’s attack showed no sign of relaxation.

Seeing no chains in hand, the Netherworld Emperor attacked Ye Guichen bare-handed.

Boom!

A punch released a power, making Ye Guichen feel as if mountains were collapsing.

Unable to evade, Ye Guichen had to circulate his inner True Qi, barely resisting.

Then Ye Guichen was hammered directly into the wall, looking incredibly gruesome.

The cloaked man laughed with excitement.

”Haha, truly a Corpse General! If released, killing people in the Seven Kings realm would be as easy as crushing ants.” The cloaked man was extremely pleased.

Ye Guichen crawled out of the wall with difficulty, his face extremely grim.

At this moment, the Netherworld Emperor charged forward again, raising a fist to smash Ye Guichen’s head.

If hit, even several lives of Ye Guichen wouldn’t suffice.

But just as Ye Guichen was sure he was doomed, the Netherworld Emperor’s dark eyes seemed to flicker with a faint light.

He stared closely at Ye Guichen, contemplating something.

Moments later.

The Netherworld Emperor released Ye Guichen and clutched his head, falling to the ground in extreme pain.

Rolling around, every collision with anything shattered it completely.

The cloaked man was slightly startled, finally revealing a trace of fear: ”Damn, the Corpse General’s refinement is still immature, his consciousness hasn’t fully dissipated!”

Speaking, he took out a black token-like object from his chest, raised it towards the Netherworld Emperor, ”Get up!”