Supreme King In City

Chu Hee silently turned his head to look at the old man who no longer had his previous fiendish aura. He pondered for a moment before fixing his gaze on the old man once again.    

    

Just as the old man thought that the God of Slaughter was not as terrifying as the rumors had made him, he was once again terrified! To be able to treat such a ruthless person like him, if she really disliked him, she could destroy him at any time!    

    

When he thought of this, the old man, who was still calm a moment ago, shrunk his head back. He did not dare to say anything more.    

    

After all, Chu Hee's one thought was enough for him to see the King of Hell! He did not dare to offend the great Buddha!    

    

"God of Slaughter, you promised not to kill me …"    

    

Looking at Chu Hee's eyes, he had the fear of death in him. So, he spoke with a sobbing tone, afraid that Chu Hee would go back on his word!    

    

"Who said they wanted to kill you? This sovereign suddenly thought of a good place! "    

    

Looking at the old man's illusionary body, Chu Hee's expression seemed to be a little strange. Although his words instantly restored the old man's courage, but when he saw Chu Hee's appearance, he couldn't help but feel nervous!    

    

But with his life in someone else's hands, even if it was a fire pit, he still had to jump down!    

    

"Um …" God of Slaughter, what kind of good place are you talking about? "    

    

Now, he didn't even have the right to speak. Everything had to be decided by Chu Hee, so he was naturally very concerned about his future resting place!    

    

Chu Hee didn't want to keep him guessing, so he gently caressed the Spirit Ring on his right hand finger with his left hand, revealing a big smile.    

    

"This sovereign actually feels that being in the Spirit Ring is pretty good!"    

    

The Spirit Ring was a magic tool used to store spiritual items, so naturally, it was able to rest in peace. So as long as he was able to set up the Spiritual Concentration Array within the Spirit Ring, then he would be fine with his soul. The only thing that did not change was that if the person in front of him wanted to take the initiative and leave the Spirit Ring, he had to control him first.    

    

The Spirit Ring was the most suitable place, so he was too lazy to explain anything to the old man.    

    

After all, there was no need for him to discuss anything with this old man. All he needed to do was to follow his own arrangements!    

    

With regards to such a situation, the old man who was once an immortal cultivator naturally knew about it. Thus, when Chu Hee said those words, his illusionary figure also shook, as if he had received a huge blow. His old face also revealed a pitiful and pitiful expression!    

    

Obviously, he was very unhappy with this place. However, since Chu Hee said so, he had no right to speak. Other than obeying, there seemed to be no other possibility!    

    

"God of Slaughter, can we discuss this?"    

    

Faced with such a situation, he also looked at Chu Hee with a bitter face and asked carefully.    

    

"Speak!"    

    

It was a huge challenge for Chu Hee to have an old man with such an illusory figure.    

    

"Can you get your subordinate to take care of this once in awhile?"    

    

That illusionary figure seemed to be extremely bashful. Then, it slowly rubbed its hands. After hesitating for a moment, it looked at Chu Hee silently and asked in a fawning manner.    

    

Obviously, he was clear that if he really hid within the Spirit Ring, then everything would depend on Chu Hee's heart. If he was really trapped inside the Spirit Ring and had no freedom, then it would be worse than just killing him!    

    

Therefore, even if he was risking his life, he still had to voice out this question.    

    

"It depends on your mood!"    

    

Chu Hee glanced at him and slowly said three words. However, it almost made the old man's illusory figure disappear.    

    

What and what? Why did Qing Qing look like a little fox?    

    

The old man was enraged, but he did not dare to change his expression for fear of angering Chu Hee. After all, his life was still in someone else's hands. What could he do?    

    

He could only silently accept Chu Hee's answer. Then, his entire body turned into a wisp of white smoke and floated beside Chu Hee.    

    

Chu Hee raised his right hand. A faint light flashed on the Spirit Ring as if it had opened an invisible door.    

    

The white smoke hesitated for a moment, then slowly flew towards the Spirit Ring.    

    

"When the time is right, I will naturally let you out. Once you have recovered some of your strength, finding a body for you is not impossible! "    

    

Seeing the green smoke obediently enter the Spirit Ring, Chu Hee spoke once again. Although his entire being still appeared to be extremely cold and indifferent, but when he said these words, the old man who was entering the Spirit Ring felt a burst of excitement. The white smoke swayed, as if he was abnormally happy.    

    

Chu Hee acted like he didn't see Ye Zichen's mood change at all.    

    

A moment later, the white smoke had already completely assimilated into the Spirit Ring, and the entire Spiritual Vein once again returned to silence.    

    

His mind fluttered, as he examined the situation within the Spiritual Vein like a ruler. After which, it was as if there was an invisible imprint floating in the air within the Spirit Ring, which swiftly condensed into a small-scaled Spirit Concentration Formation moments later.    

    

"Chen Yun, you can hide inside this Spirit Concentration Formation and all the Spiritual Force will keep your soul in check. As long as I find a suitable body, I will get you out of there!"    

    

The old man's mood, which was still extremely low just a moment ago, was completely shaken after hearing Chu Hee's sound transmission. His shadow fluttered as he blankly looked at the Spirit Concentration Formation in front of him.    

    

"Thank you, God of Slaughter!"    

    

This was the first time he sincerely expressed his thanks. After that, he turned into a wisp of white smoke and floated into the Spirit Concentration Formation. Now that his life was in Chu Hee's hands, there was nothing left to guard against. As long as Chu Hee said anything, he would believe it!    

    

At least, Chu Hee's current actions made him very grateful!    

    

Seeing that the battle gradually subsided, Chu Hee's expression also revealed a trace of satisfaction. This kind of result for him was indeed satisfactory!    

    

After doing all of this, he did not say anything else. The Divine Sense retreated, looking around, checking the situation of the Spiritual Vein!    

    

Even at this moment, he was still quite curious as to how exactly did this miraculous thing come about. If he could let this Spiritual Vein live forever, then the Imperial College of the Central Plains would have an even stronger ability to protect themselves.