You Actually Have Another One

Early the next morning, a blood-red, ferocious rift tore open in the Netherworld Barren Void.

Seventy-five terrifying auras poured out of the rift, like seventy-five Evil Dragons imprisoned for countless ages, finally breaking free of their shackles.

At their head was Dian Nie.

Dian Nie wore a blood-red robe. Two Ghost Fires silently ignited in his sunken eye sockets as he slowly surveyed the gloomy sky and the frozen earth.

Behind Dian Nie, Seventy-four War Criminals were overcome with excitement. They all made almost the same movement, drawing a deep breath of the Netherworld's air.

Their first breath.

It was no longer the foul, rotten, musty air of Heaven Punishment Prison. Though the Netherworld's air was cold, dry, and lifeless, this icy breath that pierced their lungs brought a shudder close to madness!

They had been imprisoned for more than fifty million years. How desperately they had longed for the world beyond Heaven Punishment Prison.

"Brothers!"

Dian Nie turned to face Seventy-four War Criminals. "Take the Netherworld and seize the Heart of Reincarnation, and we'll be completely free!"

Freedom!

At the word, Seventy-four War Criminals' breathing instantly grew ragged. Their lifeless eyes erupted with a frenzied, burning light.

"The Netherworld is weak, and the Heart of Reincarnation is within our grasp!"

Dian Nie's voice carried a chilling, bewitching force.

"Shatter the Netherworld, seize the Heart of Reincarnation, and erase the marks of our crimes. Then, the Myriad Worlds will be ours to roam! Today, we'll vent the rage we've bottled up for more than fifty million years by bringing about the Netherworld's Destruction!"

"Kill them and take back everything!"

"For freedom!"

"I've had enough! I've had enough!"

"Give me back my Great Dao!"

Seventy-four War Criminals raised their arms and roared. The resentment and savagery they had suppressed for more