Ranking Of Kings: My Land Is SSS Rank

Without this treasure, one would have to fight against the entire Netherworld River if one wanted to retrieve the Yin corpse without truly heaven-defying strength.

That was simply an act of seeking death.

"Why don't you give this Grim Reaper's Fishing Rod to me? I'll give you a satisfactory price. Cultivation techniques, combat skills, divine abilities, and rare treasures. We can trade with whatever I have. I can also take the grudge between you and the Grim Reaper race for you," said the spirit raftman suddenly with a strong interest.

"I'm not selling it. This Grim Reaper's Fishing Rod is my natal treasure. I can't trade it!"

Li Xiang's eyes flickered. If even the spirit raftman wanted it, it meant that the treasure was very precious. The more so, the more he couldn't let go.

Putting everything else aside, just the Yin corpse that he had fished up now could bring him huge benefits. This was only what he could see up to now. Such a treasure of the Grim Reaper must be worth more than this.

With a thought, the Grim Reaper's Fishing Rod in his hand was put away, but it reappeared after a few breaths. However, the light on the Grim Reaper's Fishing Rod was different this time. It was more profound and dark.

In this short period, no one knew that the Grim Reaper's Fishing Rod had become his natal treasure, and the Tower of Stars had another floor, becoming a twelve-story tower. All the space in the tower had shrunk at the same time, but not by much. After all, the space was shared among the twelve levels, so the essence consumption was much smaller. This was also an increase in the foundation.

The Grim Reaper's Fishing Rod had become a natal treasure, a sky-opening divine weapon, and a divine-grade treasure. Its power was naturally different now.

With a swing of the fishing rod, two Yin corpses were fished up from the river. They were then swallowed by the Void Divine Gate and kept in the Tower of Stars, instantly refined into nutrients.

At this time, there was not only one fishing hook on the fishing rod but two. This was an obvious change that occurred after the upgrade.

This was called double fishing!

Two Yin corpses were fished at once.

Every time, he could easily fish the Yin corpses out of the Netherworld River. Almost as soon as the hook entered the Yin corpse, the connection between the Yin corpse and the Netherworld River would be cut off. He could simply fish up two Yin corpses at once.

The speed was so fast that he could throw out a hook and complete fishing every second.

Among the Yin corpses that were caught, there were human corpses, as well as the corpses of various fierce beasts and monsters.

Li Xiang especially fished the larger-sized fierce beasts. The larger the size, the more Yin aura energy it contained. Most of the Yin corpses had been sent into the Primal Chaos Space to be broken down and refined into Primal Chaos Air.

A portion of the intact Yin corpses in good condition was deliberately kept.

If others could think of it, so could Li Xiang. These Yin corpses were even more perfect than the corpses buried in the extreme Yin places. They were the perfect corpses in refinement, the best among zombies.

And the premise was that they could develop intelligence.

No matter if it was for personal use, to be kept for sale, or put into the Treasure Pavilion for the cultivators in the city, they were all rare treasures. These were things that could only be found in the Netherworld. The rarer something was, the more precious it would be.

He naturally had to keep a portion of such a good thing in case he needed it. Although the Yin corpses in the Netherworld River were uncountable, he still had to preserve some.

"Is there any taboo if I take too many Yin corpses from the Netherworld River?"

Li Xiang thought about it and asked the spirit raftman cautiously.

"No. You can fish as much as you want. It's your ability as for how much you can get."

The spirit raftman's tone became cold again, and he was not interested in continuing to speak. Although Li Xiang didn't anger him when he didn't trade the Grim Reaper's Fishing Rod with him, he didn't have a good impression of Li Xiang either. The only reason he didn't force Li Xiang to buy or sell was because of his extraordinary background, so he wasn't enthusiastic about Li Xiang.

"That's good. Then I won't stand on ceremony!"

Li Xiang was completely at ease and no longer had any scruples.

The Grim Reaper's Fishing Rod in his hand was constantly swung, and he began to quickly harvest a large number of Yin corpses into the tower. As the skeleton raft moved forward along the Netherworld River, a large number of Yin corpses were harvested into the tower, bringing it a huge amount of energy.

The world that had shrunk because of the space created by the Grim Reaper's Fishing Rod had recovered in a short time and was still expanding.

This process was slow and steady. He could feel the gradual expansion of the tower.

Li Xiang did not show any impatience waving the fishing rod. Instead, he felt a strong sense of joy and excitement. Other than this place, he had never encountered a place that could increase the space in the tower so quickly.

This must be a once-in-a-lifetime treasure land.

"If I can fish out all the Yin corpses in the Netherworld River, I wonder what level the Tower of Stars will reach!

Li Xiang subconsciously had a ridiculous thought in his mind.

He knew very well that this was just an extravagant hope. There was no need to talk about how long he could stay here. Fishing for a small number of Yin corpses might not be a big deal, but doing it on large-scale might violate some terrible taboo.

He didn't believe completely in what the spirit raftman had said. Who knew what kind of terrifying rules were in there?

"Where are we going?" Jiang Ni asked.

He raised his head and looked at the banks of the Netherworld River. The shore was very far away from them, but it wasn't a problem with the eyesight of a transcendent cultivator. There were countless skeletons on both sides of the river.

"The gate of hell!" said the spirit raftman coldly.

"The gate of hell?" Song Yuqing and the rest could not help but exclaim.

"You're all living people, and living people can't stay here. You'll either die or leave. As long as you can reach the gate of hell, you can return to the mortal world."

"Where is the gate of hell?" Jiang Ni asked in a hoarse voice.

"It's everywhere! The projection of the gate of hell can appear anywhere. As long as you find it, you can leave," said the spirit raftman.

"I'm afraid it won't be that easy to go to the gate of hell, right?" Li Xiang was not as optimistic as he had thought.

The gate of hell could appear anywhere, but the problem was that they were in the Netherworld River. If the gate of hell appeared on the shore, it meant that they had to go ashore. It was unknown what they would encounter along the way.

This wasn't an easy path, and it could be filled with thorns and dangers.

The people on the raft didn't speak. They were deeply aware of the danger here.

Three people had already died, and no one knew who would be the next. It might be someone else, or it might be themselves.