Without any hesitation, Ye Chen entered Hell once more.
The reason he dared enter Hell was not because he was confident he could contend with the Nine Yin Ghost Saint. That was basically impossible. The Nine Yin Ghost Saint was far stronger than ordinary Ghost Saints, a Ghost Saint born and raised in Hell. Even though Ye Chen's Sword Intent and soul had advanced by leaps and bounds, he still could not possibly be the Nine Yin Ghost Saint's match. He was merely confident that he could escape from the Nine Yin Ghost Saint's hands. His golden soul allowed him to better unleash the mysteries of the Mystic Domain of Space-Time, while the three ninth-rank Sword Intents made his ability to survive even stronger. As for the Hell Sword, it was his trump card—the only trump card he possessed that could slightly threaten a Demi-God or Ghost Saint.
Ye Chen's luck was not bad. The Nine Yin Ghost Saint had yet to return. Perhaps he too did not believe Ye Chen would dare enter Hell again, so he was in no hurry to return.
Unfortunately, he was wrong.
"Azure Lotus Sword Sovereign, you are courting death!"
Three Yin Ghost Lord stared at Ye Chen in disbelief. The other man clearly knew Yin Dragon Mountain was protected by Lord Nine Yin's power, yet he actually dared to come again. He was utterly insane, blindly seeking death.
"Three Yin Ghost Lord, we meet again."
Activating his Netherworld Sacred Eye and seeing that the Golden Supreme was still inside Yin Dragon Mountain, Ye Chen let out a breath of relief and greeted him.
"Azure Lotus Sword Sovereign, let's see how you escape Hell this time."
Three Yin Ghost Lord did not come out, remaining inside the ghost temple.
"Once I rescue the Golden