A dull rumble rose from beneath the Corpse Mountain, like the low chant of an ancient demon. The piled mountain of corpses began to tremble slowly, accompanied by crackling sounds, while shrill, sinister laughter suddenly echoed all around.
Sensing an unknown terror, Fang Xuan flicked his right hand. Ink Abyss shot out from his Navel Point, automatically circling Fang Xuan and Pei Maoyuan.
Sharp Sword Qi resisted the invasion of that unknown force beneath the Corpse Mountain.
Before long, the Corpse Mountain churned like a fountain. Then, an aged hand covered in bulging veins stretched out from below. Its fingers were long yet sharp as hooks, its nails still stained with dried blood. The hand grasped at the air, as though adapting to the outside world it had not felt for a very long time.
A figure slowly floated up from among the corpses. Its ruined body made it difficult to associate it with a living person.
Moreover, a dense black mist coiled around that body.
The white flames on Fang Xuan's body surged forth on their own, filled with hostility toward the black mist surrounding the body.
At the same time, Fang Xuan gritted his teeth lightly. "Evil demon!!!"
Ever since leaving the Blessed Land—after battling Jingzhou and slaying the Witch God—Fang Xuan had gradually forgotten that such supremely evil and hideous things as "evil demons" still existed upon the Nine Provinces continent!
The body swept its gaze around, its shriveled pupils fixing upon Fang Xuan and Pei Maoyuan. "You've come again, and this time you even brought a helper?"
"Hahahaha! I never expected even the Eternal Night Demon Map could not trap you. But do you really think that makes you qualified to fight me?"
Fang Xuan was just about to strike.
Pei Maoyuan suddenly said, "Master, what