As the hellhound sank its teeth into the corpse, a smile spread across Liu Zhi's face.
After entering the Underworld, some of the corpse's properties had vanished. It no longer absorbed divinity, and it couldn't maintain its original form. Instead, it began to rot at a visible pace.
Liu Zhi could even clearly see the golden blood turning black.
That made it clear that the sea around them was responsible for more than half of what had happened to the corpse.
Still, Liu Zhi decided to test it. He casually shut the Underworld's gates, then tossed a bloodstained gem onto the spot where the mythical corpse had been lying.
The gem fell straight into the sea, but nothing happened to it.
Liu Zhi knew that everything related to the corpse had been sent to the Underworld. There was nothing left of it here.
So Liu Zhi moved the Yadaliate to that spot, opened a gate to the Underworld, and went through with his staff in hand and Videnina at his side.
Of course, Liu Zhi didn't open the gate right in front of the hellhound.
He wasn't a fool. Using his Necromancer abilities, he opened the gate in a remote corner of the Underworld, where he could watch what happened to the corpse.
Liu Zhi noticed that not long after entering the Underworld, the corpse began to shrink. It had gone from more than a hundred meters tall to just over forty.
Its muscles were also beginning to waste away. It no longer looked as strong as before.
A group of mindless undead dragged the corpse deeper into the Underworld.
Liu Zhi couldn't see anything in the direction it was being taken. Even his divine perception couldn't pierce the fog there.
But he sensed that the clues to his ascension