Behind Ghost Gate Pass in the Underworld Netherworld, a shocking scene unfolded. In Ghost Maiden's hand, a divine sword pierced through Ning Chen's chest, spraying blinding blossoms of blood.
"Urgh."
A muffled groan escaped him. His stunned eyes were filled with understanding sorrow. Though he had harbored doubts for only a brief moment, the sight of his beautiful dream coming true made the Knower of Fate, who had guarded himself for a hundred years, unwilling to remain calm and calculating.
"Why?"
Ning Chen raised a hand and gently stroked the woman's face. Blood continuously streamed from his lips as he asked sorrowfully.
"Those who trespass into the Underworld shall be killed without mercy!"
The woman in red had blood-red eyes. She pulled out the divine sword in her hand and slammed a palm into his chest.
"Urgh."
Struck hard once more, the figure in plain robes staggered back more than a dozen steps. He vomited a mouthful of blood, staining the earth.
"Knower of Fate!"
Outside Ghost Gate Pass, Luo Xingchen swept forward at top speed and caught him. Looking at the woman in red ahead, killing intent surged wildly in his eyes.
"My friend!"
His consciousness gradually blurred, no longer able to see the person before him clearly. Ning Chen collapsed into his dear friend's arms and fainted.
Luo Xingchen raised his hand and tapped several points over Ning Chen's heart, sealing off his severely damaged heart meridians. He then tore open his robes and tied his friend onto his back. His trembling hands were dyed completely red with blood.
"Kill!"
The woman in red gave a cold shout. Behind her, four illusory black figures appeared, each holding a huge black scythe that radiated a chilling gleam.
"My friend, you were wise your whole life. Could it be that