A short while later.
The ground was covered in countless jagged sword marks. The Dimensional Swordsman panted, the ghostly flames on its body burning restlessly.
Another wound had appeared on its left shoulder.
The ghostly flames there had been snuffed out, as though by someone. This was already its fourth injury since entering the Nine Yins Underworld.
By contrast,
the woman, who had completely transformed into the Foolish, had died by its sword.
"Her overall strength was a little weaker than the Destroying Evil God's, but she had even more bizarre abilities."
It looked at its wounds and said grimly, "This injury is much more severe than the previous ones, and it's still spreading. We have to pick up the pace."
"Mm."
The two were about to leave when they suddenly stopped and stared at the woman's corpse, stunned.
The infant in her arms, which had turned into a dried corpse, was now twisting and deforming!
Like a dead tree springing back to life, moss rapidly covered the infant's body. Its form began to break down before their eyes, and the moss then writhed violently.
A moment later,
a pair of wooden hands suddenly emerged from the infant's body. To Reilo and the Dimensional Swordsman's astonishment, a creature resembling a wooden mechanical clock crawled out.
Click, click, click.
The crisp sound of mechanical gears turning continued to emanate from the wooden creature.
A narrow slit at the top of its head blazed with dazzling light.
It was the same strange creature that had appeared in the mist when their group of six had first entered the Nine Yins Underworld. It had used Gene Script to warn them, only to be shattered by a single sword strike from the Dimensional Swordsman.
This time, it once again projected a string of Gene