Superpower Small Farmer

Five hundred thousand Blood-Boosting Pills should be enough to help him break through the bottleneck in one go and reach the Fifth Layer Blood Qi Burning the Sky of the Blood Burning Technique.

So, for the sake of those three hundred thousand Blood-Boosting Pills, he had to keep pushing himself, working hard to rob more Blood-Boosting Pills.

Though he had met all kinds of heavy resistance along the way, after one week, Wang Xiaoqiang obtained more than two hundred thousand Blood-Boosting Pills; if he got another hundred thousand, he could make up the full amount.

What he had not expected was that just as he was preparing to keep taking advantage of the chaos to rob, he ran into Yin Gods—not one, but two.

For some unknown reason, these two Yin Gods had set their sights on Wang Xiaoqiang, only they had not made a move for the time being.

Wang Xiaoqiang naturally sensed it as well; the two Yin Gods were a few hundred meters behind his army. He discovered that Yin Gods were not much different from Cultivators, and not much different from Sun Gods either.

Sun Gods had Divine Light Illumination; Yin Gods likewise also had light shining on their bodies. It was just that it was a black beam of light, shooting up from the ground as if from the Nine Nether, enveloping the Yin Gods' bodies and moving with them—eerie and wondrous.

Two terrifying auras were transmitted from the bodies of the two Yin Gods, making the ten-thousand-strong army shiver with cold.

Wang Xiaoqiang walked the Holy Path of Courage and was full of courage; he, however, did not feel any fear.

Suddenly, he felt two immense pressures rolling over and crushing down on him.

Wang Xiaoqiang's heart gave a jolt; he immediately realized that he had been locked onto by the Divine Sense of the two Yin Gods. The Divine Sense of those Yin Gods was extremely powerful, making even Wang Xiaoqiang feel his body grow slightly heavy.

Wang Xiaoqiang thought, his Myriad Circle Spirit Formation could only urge forth one Sun God. One Sun God against two Yin Gods—his chances of victory were not great.

So, if he could escape, he would escape.

Only, taking ten thousand Special Forces Regiment soldiers with him and trying to escape from the hands of two Yin Gods was likely harder than ascending to the heavens.

If he could not escape, then there was only one thing left: battle.

Having made up his mind, Wang Xiaoqiang ordered all soldiers to halt. Once the army stopped, Wang Xiaoqiang turned around and stared at the two Yin Gods.

Though they were very far away, he could see that they were a man and a woman—two Yin Gods.

Wang Xiaoqiang had not expected that in the Nine Nether Underworld there would be a female Yin God like the Rouge Demon Princess, nor had he thought that this female Yin God would be so very beautiful.

Perhaps "bewitching" would be a more fitting description; and it was precisely this kind of bewitching charm that, for men, possessed even greater Charm Power, making men infatuated, unable to extricate themselves.

The male and female Yin Gods clearly had not expected Wang Xiaoqiang to actually dare stop. They sped up and flew over; their speed was extremely fast, ghostly and flickering. With two whooshes, they were right in front of him.

Wang Xiaoqiang felt that the speed of these two Yin Gods was comparable to his Purple Mist Black Tiger incarnation.

"You two, as Yin Gods of the Nine Nether, actually dare to sneak into our Ancient Immortal Realm—what is your intention?" Wang Xiaoqiang glared at the two Yin Gods and shouted.

"Haha, brat, the Ancient Immortal Realm has always been our Yin Gods' territory. We come whenever we want to come…" The male Yin God spoke with a laugh, tinged with mockery and disdain.

From his tone, it was as if an adult were talking to a child; clearly, he did not take Wang Xiaoqiang seriously in the slightest.

"When did the Ancient Immortal Realm become the territory of Yin Gods? Since you're here to profit from the disaster and rob, then just say it openly. Doing it but not daring to admit it—can you still call yourself a man?"

"You stinking brat, stop spouting nonsense. Believe it or not, I'll tear your mouth to shreds." Before the male Yin God could speak, the female Yin God had already barked out in anger. It was clear she held the male Yin God in great respect.

"Haha, brat, aren't you also taking advantage of the chaos to rob?" The male Yin God did not flare up in anger; he still laughed heartily, as if he disdained to lower himself to Wang Xiaoqiang's level.

"That's right, I am taking advantage of the chaos to rob—but I dare to admit it. I dare to do and dare to take responsibility," Wang Xiaoqiang said.

"Fine then, you count as a man. Haha…" the male Yin God said.

Wang Xiaoqiang felt this male Yin God seemed as if he did not even know what shame was, and his words even followed along with Wang Xiaoqiang's, which made him somewhat puzzled. So he shouted again, "Since you're here to rob, then go rob elsewhere. Why follow me?"

"Following you is exactly for the sake of robbing you…" The male Yin God chuckled, his smile carrying a hint of sinister depth and mystery.

That neither yin nor yang smile made Wang Xiaoqiang very uncomfortable. His eyes flashed coldly as he said, "Rob me…? You've got the wrong person, haven't you?"

"No mistake," at this moment that female Yin God spoke up. "It's you we're after. Robbing ten Empires isn't as profitable as robbing just you. Tell me, shouldn't we be coming for you? Hehehe…"

The female Yin God laughed triumphantly, her laughter making her "flowers and branches" quiver all over.

Hearing this, Wang Xiaoqiang knew that these two Yin Gods must have been eyeing him for a long time, only he himself had been busy robbing and hadn't noticed.

From start to finish, he had looted dozens of Empires. The wealth and Pills he had robbed naturally surpassed that of ten Empires. These two Yin Gods just wanted to pick up a bargain. There was one thing, however, that Wang Xiaoqiang didn't understand, so he asked, "Since you intend to rob me, why have you still not made a move?"

"Our thinking is this: you can't escape from the palm of our hands anyway. If we kill you, we can only get the wealth on your body. But if we keep you alive, not only will everything you have be ours, you yourself will also be ours. You can keep robbing more wealth for us… hahaha…" That female Yin God laughed proudly.

Hearing this, the fire in Wang Xiaoqiang's heart flared; he had clearly already been regarded by these two Yin Gods as a Puppet. But he was still confused on another point, so he asked again, "You Yin Gods Cultivate by relying on Cultivators' Soul and Spirit. What do you want all this mundane wealth for?"

"You're talking about the past. In the past, when we condensed our Divine Core, all we needed was the Soul and Spirit of Cultivators. But that was then, and this is now. The time-space chaos is about to descend; the Ancient Immortal Realm will, eight or nine times out of ten, be destroyed. We Yin Gods must find other Planes as colonies. The Planes that are not affected by the time-space chaos are all low-level Planes. The Cultivators of those Planes have cultivation realms that are far too low, nowhere near Earth Immortal Level. They do not need Earth Essence; they need wealth. If we have enough wealth, we can use it to exchange with them for Cultivators' Soul and Spirit, and we can also sign contracts with them, driving them to slaughter their own kind to get us even more Soul and Spirit…"

"You truly live up to the name of Yin Gods—treacherous, insidious, shameless, despicable…" Wang Xiaoqiang pointed at the male and female Yin Gods and cursed furiously.

"Hehe, curse, curse to your heart's content; if you don't curse now, you won't get another chance," the male Yin God stared at Wang Xiaoqiang and chuckled.

The female Yin God, however, said, "Master, stop wasting words with him. Let your Disciple go over and behead him, lest a long night breed many dreams…"

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