Calamity in the Underworld
He Yiwei sat rigidly in the coffin, his four golden eyes widened so far in extreme terror that they seemed on the verge of splitting.
He stared fixedly at the blue-robed figure hurtling toward him like a shooting star, tearing through the boundless deathly aura, his mind utterly blank.
"N-No—impossible—you—how could you be here? How is that possible?!"
He Yiwei stammered incoherently, pointing at Zhang Sanxian, his entire body trembling. "This is the underworld, the final resting place of the dead. You—you, you, you?!"
Clearly, this sight struck his soul even harder than the moment he had discovered that he had already died and fallen into the underworld.
Zhang Sanxian came to a stop, hovering in midair as he gave a chilly smile. "Finding you really wasn't easy.
Fortunately, you weren't far away—only a few million light-years. Otherwise, I'd have had to fly for quite a while longer."
Within his field of vision, all around the horrified and stunned He Yiwei, there was not merely Oxhead and Horseface.
Threads upon threads of invisible lines came piercing through the void from every direction, binding He Yiwei tightly like a spiderweb.
And this "spiderweb" was precisely a search device jointly woven from the countless microscopic eyes Zhang Sanxian had previously scattered throughout the underworld, together with the probing and tracking of his prophecy technique.
"Ahhh, Zhang Sanxian!!"
He Yiwei roared in panicked fury, ghostly aura boiling around him. "You've already killed me once! Are you going to kill me a second time—"
"You're noisy."
Before his words had even faded, two beams of Direct Death burst from Zhang Sanxian's pale eyes, flashing through the vast nether void and instantly piercing through his skull.
Pff!
In that instant, He Yiwei's hazy ghostly body, along with his unfinished venom and