Chapter Index

    “No weakness!”

    “Understood.”

    Shen Ye rushed towards the city square.

    After a while.

    He saw the giant bronze statue.

    It was a bronze statue of a warden holding a law book and wearing a bronze helmet with a skull mask over his face.

    As expected, a black-grey elf was chained to the base of the statue.

    No need to ask!

    Shen Ye had already seen the description above his head:

    “Heretic of the elven race, soul-eater, blasphemer.”

    This was even more high-minded than The Skinner.

    The Skinner didn’t have such a “title”!

    Shen Ye landed directly in front of him. Before he could speak, the other party launched an attack.

    “Haha, bloodsucker kid, you’ve delivered yourself to my doorstep. It just so happens I’ve been hungry for too long…”

    The soul-eater immediately formed a hand seal and released a dark green light that spread in all directions.

    It was then that Shen Ye noticed a pile of white bones at the feet of the other party.

    —Indeed, powerful elves could punish soul-eaters.

    But more often, soul-eaters could kill those who weren’t strong enough and devour them!

    “Quick, he’s using his Aspect!”

    Big Skeleton urged.

    Shen Ye felt an even greater sense of urgency.

    First, he would try the accumulated power of the worms; he felt there should be two nodes.

    Releasing them required fists, feet, or techniques.

    “Die, turn into rotting flesh, mix into my poisonous stew, let me absorb some nutrients. Today will be a very good day.”

    The soul-eater laughed.

    The dark green light spread across the ground, turning into a bubbling swamp.

    Fallen Aspect: Soul-Devouring Poisonous Land!

    As soon as the Aspect opened, the soul-eater immediately rushed forward, continuously attacking Shen Ye.

    The ground beneath was all poisonous.

    The hunted prey had to evade his attacks but also had to step on the poisonous swamp, unable to leave.

    Countless prey had been killed this way!

    The soul-eater was skilled in this.

    He had even begun to consider which parts of the vampire could be eaten and which could not.

    After all, he didn’t want to become a vampire!

    Everything was ready—

    Shen Ye released a ball of lightning with one hand and slammed it downwards.

    Thunderclap Palm.

    Boom!!!

    The earth shook.

    The entire plaza disappeared.

    Only a five-fingered abyss, wrapped in thunder, remained.

    “…” Shen Ye.

    “…” Big Skeleton.

    “Can this elf even be considered strong?” Shen Ye shrugged.

    “Nonsense, that’s the power of the Emperor Species. It can destroy worlds. Killing an elf is child’s play,” Big Skeleton said.

    Shen Ye quietly felt the power of the Emperor Species within him.

    In the void, faint light appeared in small characters:

    “The power channel between the seal and the descent is operating.”

    “Power is being drawn from the Emperor Species.”

    “You are also a Dark Devourer, so you can fully utilize this power!”

    “Attack ended.”

    “Consumed power is beginning to replenish.”

    —This was the energy flow channel established by Song Yinchen!

    This way, as long as he continued to use the power of the worms, he wouldn’t even need to return to the great tomb to replenish the sealing power!

    Tsk.

    Killing this elf only used less than one node.

    He wanted to test the other’s strength, so he didn’t go all out.

    Who knew he was so strong!

    Shen Ye reached out.

    A crystal clear bone fragment flew out of the abyss and landed in his hand.

    Quick!

    Where was the next place?

    He closed his eyes and sensed faintly.

    Found it.

    Shen Ye moved swiftly, flying to the entrance of a monastery.

    Clang!

    The door opened.

    It was densely packed with necromancers.

    They seemed to be performing some kind of ritual.

    Shen Ye was in a hurry, waved to everyone, walked straight in, followed his senses to the main hall, and walked along the wall to the end.

    …It seemed to be inside the wall.

    “Who are you? Monasteries are not to be trespassed upon casually,” a necromancer stepped forward and said.

    “I am Baxter, here to see if your monastery’s renovation is up to scratch. If not, I’m prepared to sponsor a portion,” Shen Ye said.

    Baxter!

    The name seemed to possess magic.

    The necromancers gathered in the hall buzzed with discussion.

    “Are you sure? But why didn’t you make an appointment in advance?” an old necromancer emphasized.

    “By impulse—mainly because I heard our big brother received help from necromancers in Flaming City and successfully found a job,” Shen Ye said.

    “Then you are?”

    “Sang Biao Baxter, remember, I may not be the strongest, but I am the richest.”

    Shen Ye casually punched through the wall.

    Got it.

    It was inside the wall!

    A small box, sealing the wrist bone of Underworld Lord Mictetikasiwa.

    Shen Ye directly put the box into his ring, then pulled his hand out of the wall.

    “I just touched it, and the wall broke—do you live in such a dilapidated place?”

    He scoffed.

    The old necromancer angrily shouted:

    “Damn it, you—”

    A large bag of bone coins flew over. Somewhere along the way, the bag burst open.

    Rattle.

    The old necromancer hugged the bag as bone coins scattered all over the floor.

    There were at least ten thousand of them.

    “What?” Shen Ye asked.

    “You are absolutely right. We have longed for someone like you to rescue us from our plight day and night,” the old necromancer said.

    Shen Ye nodded, turned, and walked outside.

    “Renovate it properly. When our big brother dies too, we’ll all come to thank you.”

    With that.

    The door closed.

    He left.

    Inside the room, the old necromancer’s scream echoed: “No one is allowed to pick them up, this is public property belonging to the entire monastery!”

    Shen Ye took the wrist bone, and the sensing power immediately became stronger.

    Checked the time.

    Less than half an hour had passed.

    “Come on, fellow, keep it up!” Big Skeleton cheered him on.

    “Mm.”

    Shen Ye briefly identified the direction, quickly crossed the street, flew up, passed building after building, and landed in front of a blood-stained gate.

    The slaughterhouse.

    He climbed over the iron gate, landed behind it, and was immediately surrounded by several muscular zombie-demons.

    “Who are you?”

    The leading zombie-demon asked.

    “Baxter,” Shen Ye said.

    “Ha, I’ve heard of you, but the slaughterhouse is my territory, get out of here.”

    “I’m here to do something, I’ll leave right away.”

    Shen Ye’s gaze wandered, and he quickly found the burial spot.

    —It was in the storage cabinet for slaughtering equipment.

    “Didn’t you hear me? Get out!”

    A heavy hammer swung fiercely, striking heavily against Shen Ye’s chest.

    He remained motionless.

    Everyone looked closely, only to see one of his hands blocking his chest, grabbing firmly.

    The heavy hammer was instantly crushed.

    Shen Ye smiled, ignored the few people, and turned to walk into the slaughterhouse.

    “Go call for help!”

    The burly man shouted.

    —It seemed they weren’t going to give up.

    Shen Ye walked, moving his body, activating the Flowing Moon movement technique, and released another self.

    The two walked side by side.

    “What are you looking at?” the left Shen Ye asked.

    “What’s it to you!” the right Shen Ye said.

    “Try looking again?” the left Shen Ye asked.

    “Just try it!” the right Shen Ye said.

    The two Shen Yes high-fived, and the right Shen Ye turned around and disappeared.

    Shen Ye lowered his head and looked at his fists, which glowed with a faint dark golden light.

    Suddenly, a whooshing sound came from behind—

    Shen Ye didn’t even turn his head, he mobilized the worm power within him and threw a punch backward.

    Boom!!!

    The earth vibrated.

    Dust rose like dragons, swirling back and forth.

    The explosive wind swept everything away.

    Screams were drowned out.

    The true man Shen Ye never looked back, striding forward to the storage cabinet, and pulling it open.

    He saw it.

    Inside the cabinet was a white bone battle axe.

    The white bone was of the Underworld Lord, but it had sealed its own power, only revealing its sturdy and sharp attributes.

    Shen Ye forcefully broke off the bone from the battle axe.

    Suddenly.

    A voice sounded in his ear:

    “Is my power still effective?”

    Emperor Species!

    “Yes, it’s pretty good, clean renewable energy,” Shen Ye said.

    “As long as you remove two—no, just one seal line, I can give you more power,” the Emperor Species’ voice sounded again.

    Shen Ye chuckled.

    This worm was used to running rampant, never having tempted others like this, so these words sounded too stiff.

    But it also served as a reminder to himself.

    These were all external forces.

    External forces would eventually become unreliable.

    When he had time, he needed to specially cultivate and strengthen his own power.

    He put away the items.

    He was about to leave.

    Suddenly, lines of faint glowing text appeared:

    “Sang Biao Baxter, your name has spread throughout the Inferno City.”

    “As a member of the Baxter family, please do more sensational and memorable deeds!”

    “Brother trait ‘Voodoo Boy’ will be upgraded due to your actions!”

    Shen Ye glanced at it and ignored it.

    —Voodoo Boy was already a purple trait; it would be very difficult to upgrade it further.

    God knows what kind of deeds would be required to upgrade it.

    Suddenly.

    Several figures flew down from the sky.

    “Baxter?” a figure greeted with surprise.

    —General Tazwell.

    Shen Ye didn’t want to deal with him now.

    He was in a hurry!

    “I am. Who are you? Don’t interrupt my business,” Shen Ye said.

    “I am General Tazwell, the current lord of Inferno City. You are not the other Baxters I know. May I ask who you are exactly—”

    “I am Sang Biao Baxter, and also the strongest among my brothers. Have you met any of my other brothers?” Shen Ye asked.

    General Tazwell was a little awkward.

    His brothers—

    Had sacrificed themselves to protect him.

    “Sang Biao, what brings you to Inferno City?”

    General Tazwell asked.

    “I heard that the former administrator of the first level of hell was a holy gargoyle?” Shen Ye asked.

    “Yes, it was him initially, but he fell in battle. At his dying moment, he entrusted this Hall of Reincarnation to me,” General Tazwell said.

    “Fell in battle…” Shen Ye mused.

    He remembered when he came as San Er Baxter, he faintly heard crying from the Hall of Reincarnation.

    General Tazwell had also said something at the time:

    “The responsibility… ended up falling on me…”

    It matched.

    It seemed the position of administrator of the first level of hell was not an easy one.

    —No one could defeat the Nine Aspects.

    “Yes, hell is blocked. A terrifying monster is wreaking havoc everywhere, and no one can defeat it,” General Tazwell said.

    Shen Ye simply got straight to the point:

    “I am a worshipper of Underworld Lord Mictetikasiwa. I came here for two reasons: first, to reunite with my brothers, and second, to find the remains of Mictetikasiwa.”

    To reunite with his brothers.

    General Tazwell sighed silently, gritted his teeth, and said:

    “I’ll make the decision—”

    “You’re free to explore the entire Inferno City. As long as you can find the remains of that deity, you can take them all!”

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