353: Chapter 353 The Prison Behind the Bronze Door: The Netherworld Emperor Awakens!

The sound of heavy iron chains dragging grew louder and louder.

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, the floor of the entire hall trembled slightly.

Amidst a piercing blood-red light, a behemoth over five meters tall slowly stepped out from behind the bronze secret door.

It was a monster stitched together from various corpse parts.

It had no skin, and its crimson muscles were exposed directly to the air.

Two thick black iron chains pierced through its collarbones, dragging behind it on the ground.

In its right hand, it dragged a Blood-colored Bone-cleaver the size of a door, and in its left, it held a Dripping Copper Hammer.

The monster had only one eye, which was located on its belly. Where its head should have been was a cavernous mouth filled with interlocking fangs.

"A Blood Prison Executioner?"

Bai Li waved her circular fan, a hint of surprise flashing in her purple eyes.

"Legend has it that in ancient times, they were executioners specifically responsible for executing Immortals. I didn't expect one to be refined into a monster to guard this underground palace after death."

The single eye on the monster's belly rolled, instantly locking onto Su Yang, who stood at the very front.

"Blood of the living... hand it over..."

A dull roar emanated from the monster's abdomen.

It swung the Blood-colored Bone-cleaver in its right hand, bringing with it a shriek that tore through the air as it chopped directly down toward the top of Su Yang's head.

The wind from the blade was laced with potent blood poison, instantly corroding the black stone slabs on the surrounding floor into large pits.

Chu Ling took a step forward, her ice-blue skirt fluttering. She formed hand Seals, and the deep blue Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Cold Qi gushed out, transforming into a thick ice wall to block the front.

Bang!

The bone-cleaver slammed violently into the ice wall.

With a crisp crack, the ice wall was instantly covered in fissures and exploded into pieces.

The monster's strength was immense, and the blade's momentum did not slow.

Su Yang made no move to retreat.

With his hands in his casual pants pockets, he simply raised his right leg and accurately kicked the side of the bone-cleaver.

Rumble!

A massive counter-force erupted.

Unable to maintain its grip, the ten-thousand-jin bone-cleaver flew out of the monster's hand and smashed heavily into the wall of the hall.

"A pile of rotten meat dares to try and hack someone with a knife."

Su Yang's tone was flat, as if he had performed a trivial task.

Having lost its weapon, the monster flew into a total rage.

It let out a roar, and the Dripping Copper Hammer in its left hand swept toward Su Yang's waist with destructive power.

Su Yang pulled out his right hand and clenched his fingers into a fist.

Gold and purple-colored Mutated Pure Yang True Fire instantly enveloped his knuckles.

Meeting the incoming copper hammer, Su Yang threw a punch with bold determination.

A deafening sound of metal bursting rang out.

Struck by the golden flaming iron fist, the copper hammer shattered into pieces, turning into countless iron fragments that splashed in all directions.

The single eye on the monster's belly showed a look of terror.

It never expected that a human's Physical Body strength could be powerful to such an extent.

Su Yang gave it no chance to breathe.

His figure flashed like a golden stream of light, instantly appearing before the monster.

His right fist, carrying the terrifying high temperature that could incinerate all things, smashed heavily into the single eye on the monster's belly.

Puchi!

The single eye burst instantly, and blackish-green fluid sprayed out wildly.

The Pure Yang True Fire was like a tiger descending a mountain, frantically boring into the interior of the monster's massive body through the wound.

The golden flames were like a volcanic eruption, instantly igniting the monster's internal organs completely.

"Argh—!"

The monster let out a shrill scream, its massive body like a collapsing mountain of meat as it crashed heavily onto the black stone slabs.

The entire hall shook violently as a result.

The flesh quickly melted under the high temperature, emitting a foul burnt stench.

In just a few dozen seconds, the five-meter-tall behemoth was burned into a pile of steaming black ash.

Having dealt with the monster, Su Yang cast his gaze deep into the bronze secret door.

The passage behind the secret door was very wide, with the floor paved in dark red stone slabs.

On both sides of the passage, there was a prison cell every ten meters.

"Let's go in and take a look." Su Yang led the way into the passage.

The light in the passage was dim.

The four women followed closely behind.

Qin Xueji folded her hands, walking in her high heels; though she was afraid, seeing Su Yang's upright back put her heart much more at ease.

As long as Su Yang was there, she wouldn't be afraid even if the sky fell.

In the cells on both sides of the passage, all sorts of giant skeletons were imprisoned.

Some skeletons had wings, while others had three heads.

Even though they had been dead for countless years, the bones still emitted a heart-shaking pressure.

One could imagine that these monsters possessed world-destroying strength when they were alive.

Now, they had all become prisoners, rotting away here.

"This must have been a massive water dungeon in the past."

Bai Li fanned herself with her circular fan, her purple eyes carefully observing the surroundings.

"Specially used to imprison Immortals or Yao Beasts who committed grave crimes in the ancient era. The master who could build such an underground palace must have unfathomable strength."

They walked for about half an hour. The space ahead suddenly opened up.

A massive circular altar appeared.

Tall statues stood around the altar, all in the form of hideous, ferocious demons.

In the center of the altar was a churning blood-colored pool.

The blood-water was viscous, with bubbles constantly rising to the surface.

Above the blood pool, eight thick bronze pillars were suspended.

Tied to each pillar was a shriveled corpse.

These corpses had disheveled hair, and their limbs were locked by iron chains as thick as a wrist.

Blood trickled down the chains, drop by drop, into the blood pool below.

The energy of the blood pool seemed to rely entirely on the blood of these Mummies to be maintained.

Just as Su Yang stepped onto the edge of the altar,

The liquid in the blood pool suddenly began to boil violently.

The eight shriveled corpses opened their eyes simultaneously, shooting out eerie green ghost fires.

"Living person... give me blood..."

The eight Mummies spoke in unison with hoarse, shriveled voices that echoed back and forth in the empty underground space, making one's scalp tingle.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The iron chains tied to the bronze pillars were all torn apart by sheer force.

The eight Mummies were like eight hungry wolves, pouncing directly from mid-air toward Su Yang and the others.

Their speed was as fast as lightning, and their ten fingers grew black nails several inches long, like sharp daggers.

"Boss, let me practice my skills!"

Chu Ling was eager to try, an ice-blue longsword condensing in her hand.

"No need." Su Yang reached out to stop Chu Ling. "A few pieces of smelly bone, don't get your skirt dirty. I will deal with them personally."

Su Yang's eyes were cold. Pure Yang True Qi circulated frantically within his body.

He did not shrink back, leaping up to meet the eight pouncing Mummies.

In mid-air, Su Yang's right leg brought about a piercing sonic boom as a heavy whip kick slammed into the head of the foremost Mummy.

Kacha!

The Mummy's skull shattered instantly, and the headless corpse smashed into the blood pool like a cannonball, splashing blood-water over ten meters high.

Seeing this, the remaining seven Mummies did not retreat; instead, they besieged him even more frantically.

Black nails clawed at Su Yang's vital points from all directions.

Su Yang struck with both fists, the golden flames like two roaring fire dragons flying wildly in mid-air.

Boom, boom, boom!

The sounds of fist-to-flesh impacts followed one after another.

Any Mummy touched by the Pure Yang True Fire was instantly ignited, letting out miserable howls.

The shriveled flesh, under the extremely high temperature, was like wood doused in gasoline, crackling as it burned.

In less than a minute, all eight Mummies had turned into a floor of burning charcoal.

Su Yang landed steadily and patted the dust off his clothes.

"A bunch of brainless monsters dare to block the way."

As the last Mummy turned to ash,

Another change occurred in the central blood-colored pool.

The pool water rotated rapidly, forming a massive whirlpool.

The blood-water seemed to be drained by some mysterious force, and the water level dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye.

From the depths of the whirlpool, a black stone coffin carved with eerie totems slowly rose.

The surface of the stone coffin was covered with yellow Seal talismans, exuding an ominous feeling.

The stone coffin rose completely out of the water and landed heavily in the center of the altar.

A suffocating, terrifying pressure slowly emanated from inside the stone coffin.

This pressure was more than ten times more powerful than that of the Blood Prison Executioner just now.

It had impressively reached the terrifying level of the half-step Void Refining realm.

Qin Xueji only felt a tightness in her chest, almost unable to catch her breath.

Bai Li immediately propped up a purple demon power shield, protecting her in the middle.

Thump... Thump...

Dull heartbeats came from inside the stone coffin.

Each beat shook the entire hall along with it.

The yellow talismans stuck to the surface of the stone coffin suddenly all spontaneously ignited without fire, turning into drifting ash.

Bang!

The heavy coffin lid was sent flying by a massive force, smashing heavily into a white jade pillar and shattering into pieces.

An incredibly pale hand, without a trace of blood, slowly reached out from the coffin and rested on the edge.

Next, a man wearing a black imperial Dragon robe sat up from the stone coffin.

The man had long, disheveled hair; his appearance was handsome yet exuded an endless eeriness.

His eyes were tightly closed, and there was a black crack at the center of his brow, like a third eye.

The man slowly opened his eyes, and his pupils were actually pure white.

"Who is it that has disturbed the slumber of Nether Emperor..."

The man's voice was ethereal and fleeting, as if coming from all directions at once.

Su Yang looked at the man sitting in the coffin, a hint of mockery appearing at the corners of his mouth.

"A dead man dares to call himself an Emperor. Hurry up and get out here to meet your death."

A flash of anger appeared in the man's eyes, and his gaze instantly locked onto Su Yang.

"Presumptuous! A mere Mortal dares to be disrespectful to this Emperor! Today, this Emperor shall drain your Divine Soul and ensure you never find peace in reincarnation!"

Nether Emperor slowly stood up, and a world-destroying black Death Qi, like a tornado, frantically gathered above the altar.

He raised his hand and waved; the black Death Qi instantly transformed into a hundred-meter-long Black Bone Dragon. It opened its cavernous mouth and, with a terrifying yin wind that could freeze the Soul, smashed straight down toward the top of Su Yang's head.

Su Yang had his hands in his casual pants pockets, his expression calm.

"A long worm pieced together from rotten bones dares to show off its power in front of me."

He pulled out his right hand, clenched his fingers into a fist, and threw a punch to meet the Black Bone Dragon.