The Supreme God

"Yes, sir!"

The nine governing gods of the underworld were all pleasantly surprised as they heard the ancestor's words.

Many unique cultivation methods and inheritances of the underworld had been lost, deep in the mists of time.

As a result, the overall strength of the underworld had grown weaker.

Then suddenly, the founding ancestor of the underworld appeared, wanting to teach them the real inheritance of the underworld. Naturally, the nine governing gods of the underworld were more than happy to grab such a rare opportunity.

"Our time has come. The underworld is about to rise and regain its former power and glory!"

The nine governing gods of the underworld became so excited and emotional that tears streamed down their faces and their voices choked with uncontrollable sobs.

"Well, enough with the drama. I don't have much time.

You had all better be ready to accept the inheritance from me,"

Stanford said impatiently as he waved his hand.

"You are right, sir!"

The nine governing gods of the underworld were all in high spirits. But they pulled themselves together and wholeheartedly prepared to accept the inheritance from their ancestor.

Stanford waved his hand once more and sent nine black beams of spiritual sense messages individually into the Soul Seas of the nine governing gods in front of him.

"Now sit down cross-legged. You must comprehend it thoroughly.

Even with the talents that you possess, it will take a lot of time for you to completely receive my inheritance,"

Stanford instructed in a loud and commanding voice.

"Yes, dear ancestor, we understand,"

the nine governing gods of the underworld replied at the same time.

Then, they all sat down cross-legged and began to accept the inheritance and at the same time, comprehending it.

Austin didn't say a word.

Everyone knew that when one tried to comprehend something, a quiet and undisturbed environment was very important.

Time passed slowly throughout the whole process.

After a while,

The nine governing gods of the underworld began trembling one after another until they were doing it at the same time. They then, opened their eyes.

"Ancestor, we now have a general impression of the inheritance.

Ancestor, you may rest assured that we will work harder than ever, to comprehend and practice this inheritance from this time forward.

We will rebuild the headquarters of the underworld and carry it into the future.

work harder than ever to rebuild the road of

gods of the underworld said at the same time,

just obtained the complete inheritance

comprehend and cultivate it, their

was inevitable! The overall strength of

bring Austin here to have a look at the Memory

to get such

is in your best interest that you follow this young man

talent and strength

how hard you cultivate, even in several

successor of the reincarnation race,

to trust and follow him. Just consider him as your senior

Stanford advised.

shall be done,

on, we will take

governing gods of the underworld replied, almost

spiritual soul mark won't last long. It

Stanford said.

you for bringing me back to the world again. I could only be here for a short

haven't seen each other for a

look at

are so many kids here. Don't waste

not easy for us to see each other again like this after

has no mercy and waits for no one. I hope that we still get another chance to meet again in the future. In the meantime, we should cherish what

Old Lady Meng with

should we feel

not know, but I was hopelessly attracted

I really had the guts to pursue you at that time, wouldn't we be a

Stanford

bastard, I told you not to talk nonsense anymore! Just

to rehash the details

at Stanford with a face that was

"Really?"

gods of

elders began

help laughing at the senior romance in front of him. Nonetheless, it was such

ancestor must have really liked

governing gods of the

not been kind. No matter how powerful or heroic you are, eventually you will grow

couldn't help but sigh

my dear, I'm afraid my

that we will meet again in

that, his voice slowly began to

will meet again in the

looking at Stanford's barely visible figure, Old Lady Meng's eyes became teary and sad. She

don't have much time left