The Egg Against the Stone

Corpse Pool activated.

Gray Corpse Qi surged out like a living thing, instantly tainting the surrounding mycelium.

This Corpse Qi originated deep underground and had been condensed and refined through Xiao Zhenye's special methods. The moment it spread, it displayed astonishing corrosive power.

A bone-chilling cold traveled precisely through the mycelium network and reached the core consciousness of every mycelium dweller helping form the ring.

This was not physical cold. It was a chill that acted directly on the soul.

The subordinates Hao had ordered to hold their positions felt their Consciousness Bodies plunge suddenly into a frigid abyss.

An immense terror, rooted in the instincts of life itself, grew like wild grass.

If not for Chong's longstanding authority and ruthless methods—where even the slightest disobedience could mean having one's soul scattered—these fellows would have fled long ago.

"Has it started?" Hao stood nearby, feeling the chill sweep over him, and asked Zhao Qingming.

"It has!"

After answering, Zhao Qingming's mycelium writhed all over his body, transforming him into the shape of a great gate.

At the same time, the mycelium on Xiao Zhenye beside him writhed, turning into a pair of enormous hands.

The four fingers crossed, the thumbs formed ears, and the hands bowed toward the doorway before them.

"King Yama's Knock!"

Seeing this familiar technique, Xiao Ran's heart began to pound.

He hadn't expected this inconspicuous spell to be used in such a way.

But... Zhao Qingming was a Spirit Immortal. Where did the doorway he had become lead?

Just then, Xiao Ran suddenly remembered how Zhao Qingming had taken him into the ancestral tomb last time, even sending all the Zhao family Ancestors into the underworld. His heart gave a jolt.

"Could it be..."

Xiao Ran grimaced inwardly. *Those two old men really dare to play