158: Chapter 158 Raising Prices on the Spot

The eight black iron chains on the huge bronze coffin shattered inch by inch.

The deafening sound of snapping metal echoed through the underground abyss.

Over a hundred Black Raincoat Monsters knelt down in unison around the altar.

They pulled out short blades and slashed their own necks without hesitation.

Black, foul-blooded gore spewed out, flowing backward along the patterns of the altar, and pouring entirely into the crevices of the huge bronze coffin.

"Stop them! The grand array is about to go out of control!"

Deputy Director Gao Guoliang's eyes split with fury as he roared hysterically.

The spiritual energy cannons of The Ninth Bureau roared.

An azure beam of energy slammed fiercely against the edge of the altar, only to be forcefully bounced off by a layer of dark purple Nether Corpse Qi shield.

The coffin lid of the huge coffin was slowly pushed open by a terrifying force.

A huge, withered palm covered in green hair reached out from the crack of the coffin.

The palm gripped the edge of the bronze coffin.

Just with the motion of getting up, the gravity rules at the bottom of Death Valley completely fell into chaos.

The blades formed by the Nether Corpse Qi permeating the air indiscriminately slaughtered all living things present.

"Ah—!"

In the Mount Longhu camp, a dozen young Taoist priests didn't even have time to prop up their protective golden light before they were instantly cut into a sky full of blood rain by the Nether Corpse Qi.

The leading purple-robed old Daoist priest had crimson eyes, bit the tip of his tongue to spit out a mouthful of natal essence blood, and forcibly activated the Heavenly Thunder Talisman.

As soon as the faint thunder light lit up, it was grabbed from afar by that giant green-haired hand and directly crushed into pieces.

The purple-robed old Daoist screamed and slammed heavily into the stone wall, his life or death unknown.

"A-Ma, be careful!"

Ayugu exclaimed in alarm.

That dark purple Nether Corpse Qi storm had already swept to the front of the Wangu Ancient Tribe camp.

The old woman controlled a five-meter-long purple-gold centipede to take the lead at the front.

A harsh corrosive sound came from the centipede's carapace, and its highly toxic venom was actually swallowed in reverse by the Nether Corpse Qi.

"Retreat! All of you back away! This thing is not a corpse!"

The old woman's face turned pale, and the skull crutch in her hand directly shattered.

Despair spread wildly throughout the basin.

Whether it was the righteous sects or the official The Ninth Bureau, in front of the ultimate terror painstakingly released by The Big Boss of the Yellow Springs Market, they were completely fragile and vulnerable.

Deputy Director Gao Guoliang's tactical helmet was already shattered, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

He stared fixedly at the bronze coffin lid that was about to be completely lifted.

Once this thing completely crawled out, the more than three hundred elites of the Great Xia profound sects present would be completely annihilated.

Jiangzhou Province and even the entire southern part of Great Xia would be reduced to a dead zone.

Just at the darkest moment when the entire audience fell into a dead end.

A light-blue translucent light screen abruptly popped up in front of Lin Ye's eyes.

[Ding! Detected over-boundary evil entity breaking the seal (Nine Nether Green Zombie Ancient Corpse), the underground palace formation eye is about to collapse.]

["My Lord, Please Behave Yourself" System has been triggered. Facing catastrophic disaster, please host make a choice consistent with identity:]

[Option A: Protect oneself and make a quick getaway. Use the shielding function of the soul-fixing mirror, take the twin wives to escape immediately, and leave this messy situation to The Ninth Bureau and the hundred profound sects.

Reward: One [Hard Shell of a Turtleneck Turtle].

Consequence: The Yellow Springs Market boss completely controls the underground palace, the host loses all opportunities, and suffers endless hunts in the future.]

[Option B: Righteous and awe-inspiring, selfless dedication. Rush to the front of everyone, use your own Pure Yang Dao Body to block the gun barrel, and burn life to buy escape time for the Great Xia profound sects.

Reward: One [Martyrs Monument].

Consequence: The host dies and body dissipates, and the twin wives become playthings for others.]

[Option C: Capital descends, paid clearing. Never let go of any opportunity to get rich. First charge astronomical life-saving fees from all dying forces present, then go all-out with firepower, use the most brutal Pure Yang True Fire thunder to trample the huge bronze coffin, and teach the Yellow Springs Market boss how to behave.

Reward: One [Plane-level Containment Building · nine nether purgatory tower] (can forcibly contain and refine ultimate evil spirits ignoring level), 5000 Husband points.]

Lin Ye looked at the three options on the panel.

Options A and B were completely brain-dead behaviors.

He, Lin Ye, came to the Ten Thousand Mountains just for the ultimate opportunity deep within the underground palace.

Now that the door had just opened, how could there be any reason to return empty-handed?

What's more, the reward of that plane-level containment building was definitely a priceless treasure tailor-made for the future global business of Lins Funeral Shop!

"System, I choose C."

The moment the thought fell.

Lin Ye pulled a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it.

The scarlet cigarette butt flickered uncertainly in the dim cave.

He strode with his long legs, stepping out of Leng Yue's protection circle in one step.

"You're all almost dead, right?"

Lin Ye's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

The crowd in despair turned their heads in unison to look at this young man wearing a black short-sleeve shirt.

"Master Lin! Save us!"

Young Master Lu Changfeng knelt on one knee on the ground, as if he had grasped the last straw to save his life.

Lin Ye exhaled a puff of blue smoke, pinched the cigarette between his fingers, and surveyed the audience.

"I have always been fair when doing business. Lins Funeral Shop has taken on today's scene."

"However, the appearance fee needs to be recalculated."

Lin Ye pointed at the Mount Longhu crowd not far away who could no longer hold on.

"Mount Longhu, the life-saving fee is thirty million. No bargaining."

He pointed at the old woman of the Wangu Ancient Tribe again.

"This time, for Ayugu's sake, I won't charge it."

Finally, Lin Ye's gaze fell on Deputy Director Gao Guoliang of The Ninth Bureau.

Deputy Director Gao Guoliang clenched his teeth and roared angrily, "Lin Ye! What time is it! You are still taking advantage of a fire! Don't you care about the safety of Great Xia?!"

"Hehe."

Lin Ye sneered and flicked the cigarette butt away casually.

The cigarette butt drew a parabola in mid-air and landed precisely on a rolling dark purple Nether Corpse Qi.

"Pfft!"

The Nether Corpse Qi that could slaughter the Mount Longhu elites was burned directly through with a big hole by this tiny cigarette butt.

"Don't use morality to kidnap me. The lives of your The Ninth Bureau are lives, but my, Lin Ye's, strength is not strength?"

Lin Ye drew the lightning-struck peach wood sword from his waist with one hand.

The sword blade pointed directly at the huge bronze coffin that was about to burst completely.

"The Ninth Bureau's lives cost fifty million. A single cent less, and you can jump in yourselves to give that green-haired zongzi extra meals."

Deputy Director Gao Guoliang looked at the Nether Corpse Qi burned through by the cigarette butt, a trace of wild joy and shock flashing in the depths of his eyes.

He had no choice at all.

"Good! The Ninth Bureau will pay! As long as you can suppress this coffin!" Deputy Director Gao Guoliang roared hoarsely.

The surviving elders of Mount Longhu also nodded desperately, "We will give the thirty million! Manager Lin, make your move quickly!"

"Contract reached, get ready to receive payment."

Lin Ye nodded with satisfaction.

"Leng Yue, Frost Star."

"We're here, Brother-in-law!"

Frost Star screamed excitedly.

Her petite body instantly burst with terrifying extreme cold Nether Corpse Qi.

The temperature within a radius of a hundred meters dropped directly to absolute zero.

The rampaging dark purple Nether Corpse Qi, the moment it came into contact with this icy coldness, was directly frozen into purple ice crystals all over the sky, shattering all over the ground with a rustle.

Leng Yue quietly followed by Lin Ye's side.

In her dark golden eyes, Red Lotus Karmic Fire burned fiercely.

"Husband, do you want me to burn it straight to ashes?"

Leng Yue's tone was plain, completely disregarding the ancient ferocious beast.

"No need, I'll dismantle it myself."

Lin Ye exerted force under his feet.

"Bang!"

The black boulder he was standing on was directly trampled into powder.

Lin Ye's figure rushed straight into mid-air, and the Pure Yang Dao Body operated at full power without reservation at this moment.

Dense golden runes emerged on the surface of his skin.

An extremely rigid and pure yang aura directly tore a passage through the Nether Corpse Qi shrouding the altar.

"Pretending to be a god and playing the ghost, The Big Boss, get the hell out!"

Lin Ye was in mid-air, gripping the lightning-struck peach wood sword tightly with both hands.

The Pure Yang True Qi in his body poured into the sword blade like a surging river.

The purple-gold Nine Heavens True Thunder leaped crazily on the blade edge, emitting a frightening thunderclap.

The giant green-haired hand gripping the bronze coffin lid felt a fatal threat.

It released the coffin lid and slapped back fiercely toward Lin Ye in mid-air.

The giant hand swelled against the wind, covering the sky and sun, with dark green highly toxic lights flashing on its nails.

"Mote of dust daring to shine with the glory of the moon!"

Lin Ye shouted furiously.

"Divine Empyrean Jade Pure, Ten Directions Heavenly Venerates. Five Thunders Orthodox Method, Slash!"

The lightning-struck peach wood sword carried the momentum of ten thousand jun, fiercely slashing toward the giant green-haired hand.

"Boom—!"

The purple-gold thunder dragon collided with the giant green-haired hand.

That hard corpse body that even spiritual energy cannons couldn't pierce was as fragile as rotten wood under the dual baptism of the Nine Heavens True Thunder and Pure Yang True Fire.

"Aroo!"

A horrifying, miserable cry came from within the huge bronze coffin.

The giant green-haired hand was directly split in half, and charred, stinky black blood sprinkled across the altar.

Lin Ye's momentum did not decrease.

He executed an aerial tumble, his feet wrapped in dazzling gold-red Pure Yang True Fire, aiming at the huge bronze coffin board, and stomped down fiercely with the momentum of Mount Tai pressing down on the top.

"Bang—crack!"

The indestructible huge bronze coffin.

Was forcefully kicked by Lin Ye's single stomp, creating a huge depression.

The thick bronze coffin lid completely snapped from the middle.

The shattered copper pieces splashed in all directions, smashing through the stone pillars around the altar.

Lin Ye stood steadily on the broken coffin board.

Looking down at the inside of the coffin from a high position.

The residual power of the thunder ran rampant on the altar. All the Black Raincoat Monsters at this moment were completely shaken into flying ash.

The audience was dead silent.

Everyone opened their mouths wide, staring blankly at the black figure standing on the huge coffin.

Just a single move.

Suppressed the entire audience, trampling the last trump card of the Yellow Springs Market.

Deputy Director Gao Guoliang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, cold sweat soaking his back.

He finally understood why Deputy Captain Chu Hongyan told him never to provoke this young boss.

Lin Ye looked down.

At the bottom of the huge bronze coffin, there was no ancient green zombie.

There was only a thin, withered man wearing a black brocade robe and a golden mask, huddled in the corner of the coffin.

He was trembling all over, holding a formation disk tightly in his hand.

"The Big Boss of the Yellow Springs Market?"

Lin Ye flicked the tip of his sword, directly knocking away the golden mask on that man's face.

Under the mask was an old face covered in corpse spots.

The Big Boss looked at the Pure Yang True Fire thunder on Lin Ye's body that had not yet faded, so scared that his teeth were chattering.

"You can't kill me! I am working for a big figure in the West! If you touch me, the extraordinary world of the entire Western Continent will hunt you down!"

The Big Boss roared hysterically, trying to pull out his final backing.

"Western Continent?"

Lin Ye sneered.

He reversed his grip on the lightning-struck peach wood sword.

"Whether it is the Western Continent or the Underworld, snatching business on my territory has only one outcome."

"Splat!"

Sword light flashed.

The Big Boss's head soared into the sky.

Filthy blood splashed on the bronze coffin wall.

Lin Ye flicked off the black blood on the sword blade and returned the long sword to his waist.

He stood on the altar, turned around, and looked at the profound sect bigwigs in the basin who had just picked up their lives.

"Everyone, the cleanup work is over."

"Now, line up to settle the account. We support QR code scanning and cash transfers."