Chapter 1472: My Lord, Is That You?

Chapter 1472: Chapter 1472: My Lord, Is That You?

The Killing Emperor and the Night Emperor are not from the Demon Clan.

They naturally cannot sense the innate suppression that comes from the demon clan’s bloodline.

So, the two of them can’t figure out the origins of the Seven-Colored Octopus, seeing it face to face, it can easily suppress the Demon Emperor.

Now even the Demon Emperor calls himself a junior, extremely humble and polite, which is truly unbelievable to both of them.

"Strange..."

The Death Temple Guardian frowned slightly, feeling some mystery and peculiarity about this octopus of unknown origin.

"Hehe..."

Seeing the Seven-Colored Devil Octopus communicating fairly well with the Demon Emperor, Ye Yun raised an eyebrow, couldn’t help but smile.

If the Demon Emperor were brought into the warehouse, this guy would probably be scared to wet his pants.

"Senior, you have a noble origin, I’ve never seen nor known of your background..."

The Demon Emperor politely asked.

"I am the Seven-Colored Devil Octopus, as for my origins? It’s inconvenient to tell you!"

The Seven-Colored Devil Octopus smiled lightly.

Just a name can be given, but not the origin.

After all, it does not belong to this world’s species, its appearance in the Ancient Realm this time is merely to help the master with a task.

It will soon go back.

Of course, the Seven-Colored Devil Octopus also plans to make an effort before returning to the warehouse, to see if it can get the master to let it stay outside for a while longer to get some fresh air.

"Seven-Colored Devil Octopus..."

The Demon Emperor murmured this name, feeling extremely unfamiliar, but he still remembered it deeply in his mind.

...

"Guardian Master, I see that under the statue of the Lord of Death, there’s only a little space, not enough for too many Taiyin Whelks!"

Ye Yun walked to the base of the statue and said with a smile.

"It’s alright."

The Death Temple Guardian pointed with a hand, and a beam of light fell onto the offering table.

Instantly, a hidden Formation on the offering table was activated, a square light appeared above the offering table.

"This is a small spatial formation, just put the Taiyin Whelk inside, as long as you haven’t emptied the Wrong Death River of its Taiyin Whelks, this small spatial formation can handle it..."

The Death Temple Guardian said.

"Good."

Ye Yun smiled oddly.

The news that the Taiyin Whelks in the Wrong Death River have been emptied by him, it seems even this Death Temple Guardian is unaware of it.

Ye Yun took out a storage ring and tossed it above the small spatial formation.

Swish swish...

The ring opened, and Taiyin Whelks poured out like water from a river.

The Killing Emperor at the side watched with a twitching eye, thinking: "It’s extremely difficult for others to collect a dozen or so in a year, but this person managed to gather so many in such a short time, it seems, the divine miracle of the Lord of Death is sure to appear..."

In just this brief moment.

The Killing Emperor estimated at least a thousand Taiyin Whelks entered the small spatial formation above the offering table.

The quantity was absolutely astonishing.

Swish swish swish...

The Taiyin Whelks flowed continuously into the small space, and it didn’t take long for this small space to be filled.

The Death Temple Guardian’s face turned black.

How many Taiyin Whelks did this catch?

"Friend, you wouldn’t have... caught all the Taiyin Whelks from the Wrong Death River, would you?"

The Death Temple Guardian asked tremblingly.

"More or less."

Looking at the now dark-faced Death Temple Guardian, Ye Yun smiled lightly.

"That’s enough, that’s enough, enough for the Lord of Death to reveal a divine miracle!"

The Death Temple Guardian waved his hands repeatedly.

Now that space is full, the remaining Taiyin Whelks overflowed, rolling across the ground.

"Very well."

Ye Yun retrieved the storage ring, looked at the statue of the Lord of Death, and calmly asked: "About when will the divine miracle appear?"

"Soon, please be patient!"

The Death Temple Guardian solemnly said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Taiyin Whelks inside the small space began to sharply disappear.

"Is the divine miracle about to appear?"

Standing behind Ye Yun, Yu Qingshuang spoke excitedly to herself.

Yu Lingfei was also quite excited.

She also wanted to see just who this mysterious Lord of Death actually was.

Whoosh!

A layer of black light suddenly rose from the surface of the statue.

The black light flickered like flames, making the atmosphere within the Death Temple suddenly become eerie.

"The master’s divine miracle is about to appear!"

The Death Temple Guardian waved his arms excitedly.

The Killing Emperor, Night Emperor, and Demon Emperor, clearly tense, immediately focused their gaze on the statue of the Lord of Death.

The Seven-Colored Devil Octopus also watched with great interest, closely staring at this statue.

Soon after.

All the Taiyin Whelks vanished, and the black light around the statue grew more intense, more than two feet thick, its presence imposing and full of pressure.

The statue’s arm slowly moved, touched its belly, and surprisingly burped, asking in astonishment: "Burp... Who contributed so many Taiyin Whelks this time?"

"Master, it was this friend."

The Death Temple Guardian, amidst excitement, hastily pointed towards Ye Yun.

At this moment, Ye Yun also lifted his head and gazed at this death god statue, his face carrying a faint smile.

On the giant death god statue, a previously featureless black face now appeared slightly more lifelike, its head lowered slightly, gazing down at Ye Yun.

Then.

Everyone saw the Lord of Death’s statue suddenly become stiff.

Everyone in the temple felt an indescribable weirdness, the atmosphere was particularly heavy, the deity’s presence seemed to make it hard for everyone to breathe.

"Master, is that you?"

The statue suddenly spoke, its voice extremely deep, yet carried a joy of surviving a great calamity.

"Are you talking to me?!"

Ye Yun was slightly stunned, he didn’t know this death god at all, how would this being refer to him as ’Master’?

This was quite strange.

"Master, who would have thought! You have come back to life..."

The statue’s voice quivered with shock and joy.

Then the black light twisted, the statue quivered as if it was fully coming to life.

"Hmm?"

Ye Yun frowned, his eyes also deepened.

He detected another implication.

This world, only the dead can come back to life.

He was once called the ’Dead Baby’ by the Immortal Monarch Bi Luo of the Lin Family.

This death god in front of him suddenly claimed he was resurrected, could it be... this death god also believes he is the ’Dead Baby’?

Just as Ye Yun sank into contemplation.

At this moment.

The others in the hall looked at each other, all with an unspeakable sense of disbelief in their eyes.

Particularly, the Demon Emperor, Killing Emperor, and Night Emperor, who have lived in Wrong Death City for years, along with the Death Temple Guardian, all felt a chill from their core, an inexplicable sense of absurdity.

Their once supreme Lord of Death actually called this white-clad youth ’Master’.

What on earth is happening?

The Demon Emperor rubbed his eyes and found the scene before him crystal clear, he knew he wasn’t dreaming.

"Both of you, what exactly is happening?"

The Demon Emperor could no longer bear it and sent a message to the other two emperors.

"I don’t know either..."

The Killing Emperor responded, agitated.

"This person has quite the background, I always sensed a profound and extraordinary demeanor, and as it turns out, he has such a connection with the Lord of Death..."

The Night Emperor’s gaze was deep, his face also showed immense shock.

"This..."

At this moment, the Death Temple Guardian felt as if a persimmon was choking his throat, his face turned blue and red, standing frozen in place.

He had imagined countless relationships between this white-clad youth and the Lord of Death, but never expected this person to be the boss of the Lord of Death.

This is terrifying.

The Lord of Death is already so powerful, then how strong must this white-clad youth be?

No wonder, just casually bringing out an octopus, could net all the Taiyin Whelks in the Wrong Death River.