Chapter 1478 1389: The True Strength of the Nether Realm Army

The two great Asuras knelt before Wang Yan; the whole scene seemed frozen, burned deep into the eyes of Wu Ancestor, Li, and the others.

Time itself seemed to stop. No one dared believe that what they were seeing was real.

The two Asuras were stunned as well. The pair stared blankly up at Wang Yan, unable to understand why they were kneeling before him.

A moment later, the two Asuras suddenly came to their senses. Both of them let out a furious roar, then sprang up straight, fists clenched, and smashed them toward Wang Yan.

At the same time, the two White Tigers behind Wang Yan pounced at him once more.

But just then, Wang Yan let out a cold snort and said, "Courting death."

As those two words left his mouth, the two White Tigers behind him shrieked miserably and plummeted from midair into the dust.

The two Asuras also screamed, clutching their heads, toppling to the ground and rolling about.

They rolled until they were covered in dust, faces smeared with grime; the two Asuras couldn't stop themselves, and their screams only grew louder.

At last, the two Asuras could endure no more and began to beg Wang Yan, crying, "Spare us, spare our lives!"

"We won't dare again, we won't dare anymore!"

Wang Yan stood there and said coldly, "Do you know what you should call me now?"

The two Asuras froze for a moment. Just as they hesitated, the pain in their heads intensified, and they once again began rolling about in madness.

"Master, we were wrong."

At last, the two Asuras shouted the word "Master" at Wang Yan.

With that word, the pain in their heads vanished instantly, and their screams ceased.

The two Asuras shuffled to their feet, then stood obediently behind Wang Yan, heads hanging, not daring to say a word.

The two White Tigers rose weakly into the air and returned into the bodies of the two Asuras.

Wang Yan no longer spared the Asuras a glance. He walked up to the Valley of Human Flesh and, with a lift of his hand, drew the Black Tortoise covering the valley into his own body.

Even now, Wu Ancestor, Li, and the several million Demon Cultivators remained like statues, rooted to the spot, staring at Wang Yan as if dazed.

Wang Yan smiled faintly and said, "The crisis is over. Everyone is safe now."

Though his voice was soft, to Wu Ancestor, Li, and the millions present it was like thunder exploding at their ears; in a flash they all widened their eyes and came back to themselves.

Ma Jun blinked and asked, "Boss, I'm not dreaming, am I? How did these two Asuras suddenly become so obedient to you?"

Hearing Ma Jun's question, everyone nodded hard like pecking chickens, waiting for Wang Yan's answer.

Wang Yan smiled faintly and said, "Didn't you all hear just now? These two Asuras have already chosen the third path. They're willing to be my Ghost Servants."

At the word "willing," the two Asuras standing honestly behind Wang Yan couldn't help curling their lips, exposing the sharp fangs at the corners of their mouths.

But the two of them only dared bare their fangs; they didn't dare make any other move.

Hearing Wang Yan's words and seeing the Asuras' reaction, though no one could quite believe that the two Asuras would submit so easily, the reality before them forced them to accept it.

"Why would they choose that?" Fang Jinchun thought for a bit and asked.

"It's simple. Whoever has the bigger fist, that's who you listen to," Wang Yan said loudly.

"But… but clearly the two Asuras' cultivation is higher, isn't it?" Ouyang Feiting asked in confusion.

Yet as soon as Feiting said this, her eyes widened; she stared dazedly at Wang Yan and muttered, "Unless…"

Hearing Feiting's words, everyone understood what she was implying and turned their gazes toward Wang Yan.

Seeing their puzzled looks, Wang Yan nodded and smiled without speaking.

At his reaction, a wave of low exclamations swept through the crowd; then every face filled with delight, their eyes brimming with anticipation as they looked at Wang Yan.

"Boss, let us see your cultivation."

"Senior Brother, what level is the Harmonious Four Symbols of the Double Elephant exactly?"

Seeing their expectant gazes, Wang Yan smiled faintly and said, "Alright."

As the word left his mouth, his shoulders trembled. From within Wang Yan's body, two streaks of light suddenly burst forth.

A jade-green light shot backward, hovering in the north. Its radiance flared and transformed into a colossal Black Tortoise, its aura ancient, its shell like a massive dome, as if it were heaven and earth itself.

A dazzling white light shot to the right, hovering in the west. Once the glow faded, a huge White Tiger arched its back and stood; its aura was ferocious, its eyes gleamed brilliantly, its presence soaring to the heavens.

Seeing the White Tiger and Black Tortoise appear, the two Asuras couldn't help lowering their heads in regret.

Just now, they'd been controlled by Wang Yan; though they understood they would be Ghost Servants to him for the rest of their lives, the two had never figured it out and refused to believe: how could Wang Yan suddenly become so strong?

They had beaten Wang Yan back into One World—so how could he return just one day later and immediately reverse the battle?

Now, at this sight, the two Asuras finally understood the real reason they lost.

Yet why Wang Yan had managed to break through from the Realm of One Elephant to the Realm of Two Elephants in just one day was something the two Asuras couldn't fathom even if they cracked their skulls thinking.

Even if One World contained the Essence of White Tiger, Wang Yan shouldn't have been able to turn that Essence into his own Form in just one day.

But the two Asuras didn't know that within that single day, Wang Yan had first shattered the Master of the Valley of Human Flesh, then slain him and seized his Form, and only after that absorbed the Master's White Tiger's Form.

To absorb the Essence of White Tiger and turn it into his own Form, Wang Yan hadn't even used a full day.

As for why he could convert essence to Form so quickly, that was thanks to Wang Yan's Fifth Soul Skill, Devouring the Sky.

Using Devouring the Sky to devour the Essence of White Tiger, naturally it took only the blink of an eye to complete the transformation.

Seeing Wang Yan reveal the Realm of Two Elephants, everyone in the Valley of Human Flesh erupted in wild cheers; for a time, faces shone with long-lost excitement.

With Wang Yan possessing such a powerful cultivation, they finally no longer needed to fear any Asuras.

After all, through these long battles, the strongest Asura they had encountered was only at the Realm of One Elephant.

Back then, the Realm of One Elephant had seemed so distant and unreachable in their eyes, but now, because of Wang Yan's existence, it felt so close, so familiar.

Seeing everyone's confidence rise once more, Wang Yan nodded inwardly. This was precisely why he'd revealed the Realm of Two Elephants.

After withdrawing the White Tiger and Black Tortoise, Wang Yan offered a few brief words of encouragement, then returned to the cave he lived in.

At a flicker of his will, the two Asuras immediately understood Wang Yan's intention, bowed their heads, and followed him into the stone cave.

As soon as they entered, Wang Yan said coldly, "Now the two of you are going to honestly tell me: when the Netherworld army invaded the Human World, exactly how much power did they bring?"

Hearing Wang Yan ask about the true secrets of the Netherworld army, the two Asuras exchanged a glance, hesitation flickering in their eyes.

Wang Yan snorted coldly at once; the two Asuras cried out in pain and fell to their knees with a thud, then shrilled, "I'll talk, I'll talk! The Netherworld army numbers in the billions upon billions, and the overall commander of the army is at the Four Symbols Peak!"