The White-haired Old Man looked at Su Yu, a thoughtful expression appearing on his face.
Soon, he smiled. "Fellow Daoist cultivates the path of yin death and now possesses the power of eighteen Dao. Why... haven't you gone to Undead Hell?"
He smiled. "Undead Hell welcomes all who cultivate Dao within the domain of the Great Dao of Death. If Fellow Daoist went there, even the four great emperors would compete for you..."
Su Yu curled his lips, then quickly bared his teeth in a grin. "I don't dare!"
"Hmm?"
Su Yu looked somewhat embarrassed and said quietly, "The Lord of Undead is incomparably powerful, and Undead Hell is a place everyone yearns for. A forbidden land... who wouldn't want to go? But... I'm afraid of dying! The Heavenly Gate is about to open. No matter what, the Lord of Undead is an outsider... If I go now, I won't be part of the direct lineage. I'm worried I'll become cannon fodder!"
Su Yu sighed, then soon spoke indifferently and freely, "So I'd better not go to Undead Hell. I'll just become a regional overlord. That way, I'll have more of a say!"
The old man smiled.
Wise!
Undead Hell would indeed be dangerous. The Lord of Undead was too powerful, and those who were too powerful were destined to be targeted. The masters of the forbidden lands would not dare let the Lord of Undead easily return to the myriad worlds. Otherwise, once his two heavens fused, how powerful would the Lord of Undead become?
Now, the gathering of the forbidden lands was about to begin.
Matters concerning the King of Literature, the King of Martial Arts, the Lord of Undead, and the myriad worlds would all be placed on the agenda.
Still, the old man tested him. "Fellow