“Palace Master Chen, have you found out anything yet?” Dongbo Xueying suppressed his raging fury and transmitted his voice to inquire of Palace Master Chen.
“We can confirm that it was the owner of the evil ghost killed by Feng Dong from the Dark Abyss, whose name is Nuonuan!” Palace Master Chen replied, “We are currently investigating, but we haven’t yet located the exact position of the Dark Abyss team.”
“Once you find them, tell me immediately,” Dongbo Xueying said.
“Alright, Xueying, rest assured, our Xia Clan will never forgive them!” transmitted Palace Master Chen.
“Additionally,” Dongbo Xueying immediately informed Palace Master Chen of what Chen Jiu had warned him, “the leader of the Blood Blade Tavern reminded me that we must be cautious of the Dark Abyss team!” Although his killing intent was overwhelming, he understood the necessity of knowing the enemy’s strength.
Soon, the two ceased their transmission.
Dongbo Xueying stood within this dead-silent city, gazing in all directions. He was now the only living person in the entire city. Although it was daytime and the sun shone brightly, the wind blew with a chill, its sound like distant wails, and the stench of blood filled the air, making Dongbo Xueying feel as if he were in the ninth circle of hell, chilled to the bone.
“Alien beings from the Dark Abyss!” Dongbo Xueying’s eyes were filled with killing intent. Even the weak demons that had been hiding and surviving were too weak to slaughter many humans at once. Such a devastating strike hadn’t occurred in a long time.
…
Such a matter could not be concealed.
Almost all the Xia Clan’s immortals soon learned of it, and they were all stunned, then filled with rage. While they wanted to search, Palace Master Chen had ordered the Xia Clan’s demigods to investigate, forbidding other immortals from interfering. The enemy was too strong; ordinary immortals would only be throwing their lives away.
“Damn it.”
“Aliens, aliens!”
“This is our homeland, the world of our Xia Clan!” Each immortal of the Xia Clan was filled with anger and grief. How could they tolerate these aliens coming to their homeland and treating their people like livestock to be slaughtered?
…
On the summit of a high mountain where cold winds howled.
A figure cloaked in black robes stood calmly on the mountaintop. His face was gaunt, like a skeleton, and his eyes glowed green. The cold wind caused his black robe to flutter violently. He was ‘Nuonuan,’ the one the Xia Clan was searching for.
“Whoosh.” The space around him tore apart, and a bewitching woman clad in crimson robes swiftly descended, offering a crystal orb with both hands in reverence. Her voice brimmed with unwavering confidence: “Master, we have gathered more than a hundred million human souls.”
Soon after, figures tore through space and arrived one after another, each respectfully presenting crystal balls with both hands.
“Master, I only collected six thousand million human souls.”
“Master, I couldn’t…”
Each one was tense and anxious.
They had all received orders from their master to return immediately.
“Enough.” The robed figure waved his hand, collecting all the crystal balls. Then his green-glowing eyes flared with intense light.
Buzz—
At once, his eyes seemed like two channels leading into the void, and each of his subordinates flew into the black-robed man’s eyes.
“I didn’t expect to be discovered by the Xia Clan so quickly. Unfortunately, the number of souls collected didn’t meet expectations,” the black-robed figure murmured. Then, with a flash, he had already entered a nearby volcano’s crater.
He flew rapidly downward along the crater.
Soon, he reached a vast lake of molten lava deep within the volcano. The lake spanned several miles.
Hoo.
The black-robed figure stood on the bubbling lava surface and called out, “General Kumo, stop sleeping!” His voice directly penetrated deep into the lava lake.
Gurgle~ gurgle~~~ The lava lake began to bubble profusely, and then the entire lake started to surge. Gradually, a massive figure began to emerge from the depths of the lava lake. First appeared a gigantic bald head, gleaming and smooth, without eyebrows or any hair on its face.
This enormous head opened its mouth in a yawn, and a surge of air caused the entire lava lake to tremble.
“Nuonuan, I hadn’t slept for long yet!” the massive head said as it began to rise. A towering body stood up from the lava lake. Although the lake was quite deep, it only reached up to the waist of this towering giant.
This giant had no hair at all, and his entire body was silver.
As he began to walk, his body rapidly shrank. After merely taking a dozen steps, he had transformed into a relatively ‘normal’ height of only three meters.
“General Kumo, I’ve already collected the souls. It’s time to see the Lord,” said the black-robed figure, his tone quite respectful.
He had no choice.
Among the three strongest members of the Dark Abyss team, he, Nuonuan, was still the weakest despite his immense power. General Kumo had originally been a high-ranking demon known as the ‘Infernal Demon,’ but through some extraordinary encounters, he had managed to cultivate a secret technique that transformed his body into its current form. Most importantly, his cultivation level was extremely high—nearly flawless!
“See the Lord?” Kumo, the silver-skinned giant, was slightly taken aback and immediately became more respectful. “Let’s go.”
They left the volcano.
On a plain beside the volcano stood an ordinary wooden hut. Inside, cross-legged on the floor, sat a young man with black skin wrapped in white cloth.
“Lord!” Nuonuan and General Kumo both respectfully called out.
The black-skinned youth slowly opened his eyes. With a single gaze from his eyes, the surrounding space and time seemed to freeze.
He stood up.
Barefoot, he wore no armor or footwear. Only wrapped in simple white cloth, he walked barefoot… his black, thin arms fully exposed.
But Nuonuan and General Kumo didn’t dare to breathe loudly.
The Lord…
It should be known that according to the customs of the Dark Abyss, only those who became Demon Gods could become Lords. Yet this black-skinned youth, wrapped in white cloth, had become a Lord even as a demigod! In fact, if it hadn’t been for the personal intervention and threats from that great being, compelling him, his strength alone would never have been forced to fight desperately at Redstone Mountain.
Such was the way of the Dark Abyss—survival of the fittest!
“Nuonuan, how did it go?” the black-skinned youth smiled. His smile carried a strange charm, as if the entire world had fallen silent because of it.
“I originally intended to collect one billion souls, but halfway through, Feng Dong from the White and Black Divine Mountain, a Ghost Knight, discovered me and killed one of my ghost servants. I immediately ordered the other ghosts to retreat to prevent them from being intercepted by the Xia Clan’s demigods. Therefore, I only managed to collect six hundred million human souls.” Nuonuan respectfully explained, holding out a crystal ball with both hands.
Inside this crystal ball was one hundred million human souls.
According to the Lord’s previous instructions, Nuonuan was ordered to capture one hundred million souls for him. The other nine hundred million were for Nuonuan’s own needs, but Feng Dong had ruined that plan midway.
“Hmph.”
A powerful suction force appeared.
The black-skinned youth opened his mouth wide, and the crystal ball immediately flew over and entered his mouth. Despite its large size, the youth’s mouth seemed to expand, swallowing the entire ball whole. Even his head and throat momentarily enlarged to accommodate it.
Inside the crystal ball, countless human souls screamed in agony.
“What a delicacy,” the black-skinned youth closed his eyes, savoring the sensation, “the souls of humans from the Material World are indeed a supreme delicacy. If it weren’t for being forced to fight desperately at Redstone Mountain, life here would be quite enjoyable.”
“With the Lord’s power, we are certain to return safely from Redstone Mountain,” Nuonuan said.
“Survive?” The black-skinned youth’s gaze was calm. “Of course, we must survive! I, Youlan, will definitely return. Let’s go, we’re heading to the White and Black Divine Mountain first.”
“To the White and Black Divine Mountain?” Nuonuan and General Kumo were both puzzled.
The black-skinned youth said indifferently, “The Xia Clan’s immortal Feng Dong killed your ghost servant, which is the same as killing my servant! Can we just let that go?”
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