"Summoning! Hell Yama!"
Yang Ming pressed both hands against the ground. A ring of pitch-black, tadpole-shaped runes appeared on its surface, and amid a violent tremor that shook the earth and mountains, an enormous head emerged. Its eyes were Nine-Tomoe Rinnegan, just like Yang Ming's, and the character for "king" was written on its forehead. It had huge nostrils and bared its teeth in a fierce grimace.
Yang Ming took something out of the Nethersea Ring—a body part he had previously removed from Black Dragon Di Tian—and casually tossed it into Hell Yama's mouth to be chewed.
In an instant, Yang Ming felt the soul power stored in the soul core within his abdominal dantian almost completely drain away. He was not surprised. After all, resurrecting a newly promoted god like Black Dragon Di Tian required an enormous amount of soul power.
With an ample supply of soul power, Hell Yama opened his enormous mouth again and spat out a soaking-wet Black Dragon Di Tian. The mighty warrior who had detonated himself in an attempt to take the God of Voracity down with him appeared before Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena once more.
"Am I seeing things? Didn't Di Tian just die?"
Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena had stayed precisely because she had sensed that Yang Ming had a trump card to deal with the severely injured God of Voracity. Now, however, it seemed that the surprises Yang Ming had in store for her went far beyond that.
The next instant, Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena clutched her chest. Her beautiful eyes trembled slightly, a damp mist blurring her vision. Unable to contain her emotions, she stared at Black Dragon Di Tian's body, so brimming with masculine vigor, and murmured in a voice only she could hear:
"Is that the