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70: Chapter is over! I'm surrounded by Undying!

At the same time, at the bottom of the Black Abyss.

The various units guarding the borders of the Netherworld… “Someone jumped in, how come his lifespan hasn’t been sucked dry yet?”

A monster with brass-bell eyes and a thunder god’s mouth said.

Another monster next to him, whose tongue stretched to the ground, scoffed:

“Perhaps it’s another person from the surface who cultivated for longevity, failing to understand how to break through and jumping into the Black Abyss to seek death.”

The other monsters also chimed in, their words filled with sarcasm and disdain.

“He could have lived well on the surface with longevity, but insisted on coming in to seek death. The Red-Haired Corpse King has gone to deal with him.”

“How can the Underworld allow mortals to trespass so casually? If this fellow returns, won’t he defy the heavens in the future?”

And just then.

One of the monsters pointed upwards.

“Look! What’s that? Immortal Corpse King? And in a team?”

Hearing this, the monsters all looked up.

Indeed, they saw a skeleton carriage continuously descending.

Around the carriage, four Immortal Corpse Kings surrounded it from the four directions: southeast, northwest.

“Presumably, that carriage is the vehicle of the surface humans. With four Immortal Corpse Kings attacking, he’s doomed.”

“But then again, this human is quite a troublemaker, attracting four Immortal Corpse Kings simultaneously. He’s really pushing his luck!”

“Huh? These four Immortal Corpse Kings, why have I never seen them before? They don’t seem to be from our Netherworld?”

Some of the demons had puzzled expressions… “These Immortal Corpse Kings are all female. Could it be that inside the carriage is a handsome man, and they want to…”

“Holy crap, can I swap this suffering with that human? I’m willing to give 500 years of my lifespan to trade with him!”

“No matter what, the human is doomed!”

It was while these demons were discussing.

The Red-Haired Corpse King stepped out from a cave on the Black Abyss cliff… He let out a cold snort.

The red fur on his body immediately twisted into two pairs of red feathered wings.

The wings spread out, reaching over a thousand meters in length.

With a “swoosh,” he flew towards the skeleton carriage.

Screech—!

The Red-Haired Corpse King’s thousand-meter wings on his back suddenly exploded into billions of crimson steel needles.

The sky-high blood rain actually twisted into nine inverted blood river waterfalls in mid-air. Each blood river, carrying decaying flesh and shattered bones, crashed towards the carriage!

"Living flesh and blood belong to my Netherworld!"

A petite figure in the southeast corner suddenly drew her blade. The moment the katana was unsheathed, the entire Black Abyss lit up with an eerie purple light.

“Netherworld Severing Slash!”

The trajectory of the blade tore eighteen cracks in the void.

From each crack, bandaged ghost hands reached out, and the nine blood river waterfalls were forcibly dragged inside!

“What?!”

The demons exclaimed in surprise.

The Immortal Corpse King attacking the carriage actually interrupted the Red-Haired Corpse King’s attack.

What in the world is going on?

Do they really want to go in and drag the man out for some immortal sword after-party??

This greatly surprised all the demons.

“Roar! How dare you block me! I am also an Immortal Corpse King!”

The Red-Haired Corpse King, having lost face, was extremely unwilling.

So he once again condensed countless blood needles to instantly kill the carriage.

But just as he was charging up his second attack.

The bottom of the Black Abyss instantly cracked open, and millions of Yellow Spring streams gushed upwards.

One of the Immortal Corpse Kings raised her hand… These Yellow Spring streams instantly froze into ice spikes.

“Nether Spring Soul Pierce!”

—300 million… —300 million… —300 million… —300 million… —300 million… —300 million… —300 million… —300 million… —300 million… —300 million… —300 million… —300 million… This barrage of attacks was as swift as a storm.

The Red-Haired Corpse King’s thousand-meter-long wings instantly exploded into cotton-like fragments, and his entire body was riddled like a sieve, falling downwards involuntarily.

The demons on the Netherworld had just experienced the eruption of the Nether Spring. Some demons were even caught in it, their whereabouts unknown.

Just as they had stabilized.

They saw the Red-Haired Corpse King fall.

A commotion ensued!

And at the same time.

Above the skeleton carriage… Lin Mo poked his head out and looked down.

“Not dead?”

“He has a lot of HP.”

Having descended all the way from the Black Abyss to here, he finally saw the bottom.

However, he didn’t know if the area below belonged to the Netherworld or to three thousand feet below the Netherworld.

Before he could figure that out.

He was interrupted by an Immortal Corpse King that suddenly appeared.

So Lin Mo didn’t give him any chance to show off.

He had four Immortal Corpse Kings, and one Corpse-Dissolving Immortal he hadn’t even brought out yet.

Could this one Immortal Corpse King possibly harm him in the slightest?

So he went straight in and unleashed a combo on him.

But he didn’t expect.

This guy has quite a lot of HP.

After all that attacking, he hadn’t even managed to take down one-third of his HP.

It seems that the monsters at the bottom of the Black Abyss are inherently much stronger than those on the surface.

Even if his White-Clothed Female Corpse was at the same realm as the opponent, she wouldn’t be able to kill him.

Or perhaps his first contracted female’s innate talent was simply mediocre.

Hence, she started to show weakness in the later stages.

“My Lord, I’m sorry, I couldn’t deal with him…”

Lin Mo didn’t mind at all. Instead, he smiled gently and playfully tapped the White-Clothed Female Corpse’s nose.

He said with a smile: “It’s alright, next time I’ll prioritize your advancement. You’re still my sweet little darling.”

“My Lord…”

Hearing Lin Mo’s cheesy words, the White-Clothed Female Corpse couldn’t help but melt into his embrace.

The carriage curtain was drawn… With the added weight of a ghost corpse, the skeleton horses immediately felt the carriage they were pulling becoming unstable, swaying left and right… And at this moment.

The Red-Haired Corpse King climbed up from the Netherworld.

He was already severely injured, and then suffered secondary fall damage, losing 10% of his health.

Looking at the carriage that was still continuously descending.

He snorted coldly again.

This time, he would have to appeal to their emotions and reason, to make it clear to the other Immortal Corpse Kings.

Not to be tempted by male beauty.

“Human, by coming here, you have already touched upon a taboo! You cannot be allowed to leave!”

Otherwise, if he were allowed to come and go freely, and even reached the very bottom of the Black Abyss, the Netherworld.

If this news were to leak out.

Where would their dignity be?!

…The Red-Haired Corpse King tore open his chest, revealing his pulsating Nine Nether Corpse Heart.

Behind him, the [Myriad Bone World-Ending Wheel] condensed, obscuring the sky and sun!

The Red-Haired Karma Fire ignited the Netherworld, and his expression was one of maniacal laughter: "Little girls, if you don't want to die..."

His words were unfinished.

A blinding sensation suddenly flashed out… The Karma Fire Myriad Bone World-Ending Wheel was covered by another even more dazzling light.

Above their heads.

The call from the distant universe emerged, and the shadow of the Old Ones gradually magnified… The light was dazzling, blinding the eyes of many demons.

Furthermore, there was a Cthulhu-like call in their minds.

“King Yama! No! Praise Cthulhu!!!”

Then, screams of self-mutilation echoed on the ground… The Red-Haired Corpse King’s mind was invaded by this consciousness, and he severed his own arms.

His health bar rapidly emptied… “What! This kind of infinitely long negative buff!”

Some Immortal Corpse Kings with extremely high spiritual power could still resist the mental damage caused by this surge in SAN values.

However.

Many yellow papers floated down from above the Black Abyss. Upon landing, they transformed into extremely powerful Netherworld Paper Figures.

These paper figures took advantage of the chaos to harvest the mentally deranged demons… with extremely high efficiency.

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