Creating a Dungeon

After Du Yan left, Lu Wu's consciousness also exited the Underworld.

Originally, Lu Wu had planned to give all the Yin Souls to Du Yan as his price for joining the Rock Ghost King.

After all, in Lu Wu's opinion, the Soul Power he possessed was clearly more useful than these Yin Souls.

However, this idea was stopped by Bei Li, so Lu Wu extracted 150,000 Yin Souls and stored them in the Battle Artifact.

"Xiao Li, what are these Yin Souls useful for?" After his consciousness returned to the room, Lu Wu asked, looking at Bei Li.

"Of course they're useful. You have to know, others don't have an artifact like ours to control Soul Power, so they basically rely on Yin Souls to forge weapons and equipment. Only high-level equipment uses rare Soul Stones. And Yin Souls have another very important use, which is to build transit channels."

"Isn't Soul Power also capable of that?" Lu Wu asked in astonishment.

"It's different. Portals can be created with Soul Power, but transit channels can't. This requires sacrifice, and Yin Souls are the items for sacrificial teleportation. There's a big difference in essence."

Lu Wu rolled his eyes: "Be specific. You know I'm illiterate in the Underworld."

Bei Li smiled, nodding: "Haven't we been envisioning the structure of dungeons? These Yin Souls can come in handy. The reason I had you keep 150,000 Yin Souls is because that's exactly the value needed for a sacrifice to connect with the Hell Path."

This time Lu Wu understood and said in surprise, "So, that means the dungeon function can be opened?"

Bei Li nodded: "Yes, this time I chose the Hell Path, a forbidden area of Hell where demons are constantly born. It's very suitable for players to level up, especially Assassin players. Many of the class advancement materials they need can be found there."

"More importantly, the Hell Path has 18 layers. The further down you go, the stronger the demons become, so it's especially challenging for growth-oriented players."

"How long does it take to build the transit array?" Lu Wu thought for a moment and asked.

"About an hour."

Lu Wu nodded, and with a thought, he used the artifact's authority to issue an announcement to all players in the region.

[Regional Announcement: This game will undergo maintenance in 10 minutes and will open the dungeon function at the same time. Please look forward to it!]

After the announcement appeared, the players were in an uproar.

Lu Wu had considered this point. After all, engraving arrays outside the Netherworld was too conspicuous, and he had to appear on the scene himself. As the person behind the scenes, it was better not to expose himself.

After waiting in the room for ten minutes, Lu Wu glanced at the online rate and found that there were still seventy to eighty thousand players online.

So, he directly used the artifact's authority to forcibly kick all these players out of the game.

Players with nowhere to go began to gather in the forum.

Crayon_Shinchan: "Oh my god, I almost killed the Iron Corpse. I grinded for 20 minutes. Is there any compensation?"

Peppa_Boar: "Same as above. I was pushing the Netherworld Warrior with my friends, and I was ruthlessly kicked out of the game when I was about to die. I strongly demand maintenance compensation. I don't ask for much, just a purple weapon."

A Mammoth: "Didn't you guys notice the main point? Dungeons are opening!!!"

Invincible_Loneliness: "Daily collection of Soul Coins, FortifiedByUsingCash. Are there any players selling Soul Coins long-term? Please add my QQ 1234567."

Assassin_Creed: "All the functions of this game are awesome. I'm looking forward to the dungeon. I'm looking for a dungeon clearing team in advance to grow together~"

Xueli_The_Strongest: "I hope the dungeon drop rate is higher. I want to change equipment, but unfortunately, the Soul Coins are gone in an instant, so sad~"

It could be seen from the forum that the players had high expectations for the dungeon. Lu Wu naturally wouldn't let them down, and he led Bei Li down to the Underworld.

The area near the Netherworld, which was originally crowded with people, became very deserted after the maintenance began, but this was exactly what Lu Wu wanted.

The two walked around the Netherworld and finally chose a location not too far from the Netherworld to start building the altar.

Of course, Lu Wu was always an observer for this kind of technical work.

Bei Li stretched out her hand, and all the Yin Souls in the artifact were released. Suddenly, jellyfish-like, ghostly green floating objects drifted around.

At this time, Bei Li began to manipulate Netherworld energy, first drawing a huge circle on the ground, and then constantly carving twisted patterns inside.

After more than ten minutes of carving, Bei Li, with a serious face, stretched out her hand again. Suddenly, the surrounding Netherworld energy rushed into the circular array, constantly solidifying it, and the array began to flicker with black light.

"Buzz~ Buzz~"

As the patterns on the array became almost substantial, the ground began to tremble slightly, and scarlet light was revealed through the carved patterns.

"Sacrifice!" Bei Li shouted, and the surrounding floating Yin Souls were driven to rush towards the core of the array.

"Woo~ Woo~"

An ancient, age-old lament echoed from the formation, like an elderly man in his final moments bidding farewell to the world.

Then, a scene that astonished Lu Wu unfolded. From within the formation, a pair of crimson arms, flowing with magma, suddenly reached out. They fiercely grabbed forward, instantly absorbing all the Yin Souls gathered above the formation.

Staring at that arm, Bei Li's expression turned serious. She uttered several phrases that Lu Wu couldn't understand at all.

Upon hearing those words, the magma-forged arm swayed slightly. An aged sigh emanated from the formation, and then the massive arm slowly descended until it vanished completely.

The formation that Bei Li had inscribed transformed into a crimson circular pit, its interior swirling with light, the bottom unseen.

"Done!" Bei Li smiled happily, looking at Lu Wu with an expression that seemed to say, Hurry up and praise me.

Lu Wu reached out and gently ruffled Bei Li's small head. "What was that arm? And what did you say to it just now?"

Bei Li pouted. "Don't call him an arm. He is one of the most ancient gods of the Underworld. Although he is dead, he was still a supreme being. Just now, I used the ancient sacrificial language to communicate with his remaining consciousness, offering 150,000 Yin Souls in exchange for a transit passage to the Hell Path."

"And he agreed?"

"Of course, he agreed. Otherwise, this transit gate couldn't have been created. Because he is the god who presides over the Hell Path, one of the forbidden zones. Even after death, he is still the only god of the Hell Path."

Lu Wu nodded. "Does that mean we have to do this for other instances in the future as well?"

"Yes, all the forbidden zones have remnants of the consciousness of ancient Underworld gods. It is precisely because of the dead ancient gods that those areas are called forbidden. And each forbidden zone must obtain the god's permission to open a connection. So, you have to think of a good way to instigate the players to plunder some Yin Souls. That way, we can continuously open up new instances!"