More than two months have passed since the opening of the Obsidian Tower. The crowds gathering in Feng City are growing larger and larger, but to this day, not a single person has been able to successfully enter the Obsidian Tower. This is not for any other reason than the black-clad god of death standing in front of the Obsidian Tower.
Since the Obsidian Tower opened two months ago, many powerful individuals have entered it. However, the fate of those who stepped into the Obsidian Tower Obsidian Tower the same: they were all killed by a single punch from that black figure!
With a simple punch, a Nine-Star Dou Di level expert was blasted to pieces!
This scene left everyone present dumbfounded. Shocked gazes were fixed on the Obsidian Tower, and the fear and dread in their hearts made them hesitate to approach the tower.
Soon, the three hall masters of the Northern Wasteland Hall, from the east to the south, gathered in Feng City as usual. Five years had passed since they last met. The two hall masters from the east and west had now become Peak of the Late Nine-Star Dou Di Stage, only one step away from the Origin Transformation Realm. Of course, they might never have the chance to take that step in their entire lives.
As for the Southern Hall, he truly never left the Southern Hall during his five-year punishment. However, his cultivation did not remain stagnant. In those five years, the Southern Hall raised his cultivation to the Middle Origin Transformation Realm. In Feng City today, he is the strongest cultivator, with no one else able to rival him.
Even so, when the three of them saw the black figure in the Obsidian Tower, they were slightly startled. They could clearly feel an extremely domineering killing aura emanating from the black figure. The power was extremely heavy, and even the Southern Hall, who was in the Middle Origin Transformation Realm, felt a sense of pressure.
However, what shocked the Southern Hall the most was that he recognized the guy standing in front of the Obsidian Tower. Wasn't this the puppet that had followed Xiao Yan back then? The puppet was sealed in the Obsidian Tower back then. Unexpectedly, after five years, this thing was not only not crushed by the terrible gravity in the Obsidian Tower, but it was also enhanced by it!
Indeed, this black figure is none other than the Northern King, who was sealed in the Obsidian Tower five years ago because of the Southern Hall!
Five years have passed, and the Northern King has not only survived the Obsidian Tower but has become even more powerful. His strength is such that even the Southern Hall would be moved by it.
As the Northern King stood before him, the Southern Hall's thoughts raced, and a hint of greed flickered in the depths of his eyes.
Back when he was Nine-Star Dou Di, this puppet had caused him considerable suffering. The Northern King's combat and defensive capabilities were terrifying. Now that the Northern King had spent five years in the Obsidian Tower, if he could control him, then combined with his own cultivation, Qin Xu would naturally no longer be able to threaten him! However, due to the presence of the Eastern and Western Palace Masters beside him, the Southern Hall temporarily suppressed his thoughts. If he were to act now, and these two discovered it, it would inevitably cause him considerable trouble. Furthermore, if he were unable to control the Northern King and instead attracted Qin Xu, the result would be even more disastrous. Therefore, the Southern Hall's plan was to wait for these two to leave first.
This wait lasted for two months. Now, with only a few days left until the Obsidian Tower closes, the East and West Palace Masters clearly have no intention of leaving, which makes the Southern Hall increasingly nervous.
Anxious, the Southern Hall took advantage of the absence of the Eastern and Western Palace Masters and went alone to the Obsidian Tower. Looking at the Northern King, who stood like an iron tower in front of the Obsidian Tower, the Southern Hall's burning emotions suddenly became somewhat impatient. He quickly took a few steps to the Obsidian Tower and stopped a few meters away, but dared not go any further. For he had already seen the Northern King look up, his empty eyes staring at him mercilessly.
The Southern Hall had no doubt that if he took another step forward, the Northern King would immediately attack him. Even with his current cultivation level, the Southern Hall had no confidence in defeating the latter!
Fortunately, this distance was enough for him to do something to the Northern King.
With a thought, the Spiritual Strength belonging to the Middle Origin Transformation Realm spread outwards, cautiously approaching the Northern King. A moment later, when the Southern Hall's Spiritual Strength successfully entered the Northern King's body, an undisguised smile appeared on his face. The successful entry of his Spiritual Strength indicated that the first step towards successfully controlling the Northern King had been completed!
However, just as the Southern Hall's Spiritual Strength had entered the depths of the Northern King's body, preparing to leave a Spiritual Strength imprint, he suddenly discovered that no matter how much he attacked the original soul imprint, it remained unmoved. His attacks seemed to have no effect at all. After a quarter of an hour, the Southern Hall, his face filled with impatience, finally waved his sleeves angrily and couldn't help but curse out loud.
"Damn it, what's going on! How is it possible to not break through that brand!"
"Of course you can't break through. This soul imprint of mine was fully prepared when it was created. Unless I actively erase it, no one can forcibly erase it. Once the soul imprint is forcibly destroyed, this puppet will also automatically perish. Besides... with your Spiritual Strength at the early stage of the fourth rank, you think you can break through my soul imprint? You're overestimating yourself."
Just as the Southern Hall finished cursing, a contemptuous voice suddenly rang out above the plaza where the Obsidian Tower was located. The Southern Hall's expression changed instantly. He turned around to look, but could not see the speaker anywhere. This deepened his fear, and his expression became solemn in an instant.
"Who are you, hiding your face and hiding your true intentions? If you have the guts, step forward and say those words to me!"
"Heh, Southern Hall, it's been years, and you've even forgotten who this puppet's owner is...?"
A soft laugh rang out again, and this time, the Southern Hall heard it very clearly; the sound seemed to be coming from above his head.
The next moment, when the Southern Hall hurriedly looked up, he saw a young man in a black robe standing right above him. What shocked him the most was that he had not sensed any fluctuation of this man's aura at all!
When did you...?
Shocked, before the Southern Hall could even utter a cry of surprise, the figure above his head suddenly raised his foot and stomped down heavily, landing on the Southern Hall's shoulder. Using the force, the figure propelled himself forward, landing on the ground a short distance away. Turning around, he revealed a handsome face, now smiling at the Southern Hall.
"It's... it's you!"
Upon seeing this somewhat familiar face, the Southern Hall immediately recalled the black-robed figure from five years ago, whose appearance was exactly the same as the person before him.
For a moment, the Southern Hall had a strange feeling, as if he had suddenly returned to five years ago. However, compared to the situation five years ago, today's situation would certainly be very different.