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As soon as he finished speaking, the tentacles curled up and gradually disappeared.

The people on the ground stood up, their faces filled with undisguised shock.

"Xu Fu, this woman, she is...."

“The Cold Moon from the Eastern Celestial Court of the Seven Great Gods has been resurrected, just like Nephthys, the goddess of fertility, whom we (Noma) saw before.”

Langen frowned: "There are too many gods like her, nephew."

“Many, a great many. The Plains of Bones is their lair, and if I’m not mistaken, the majority of it is deep underground,” the man said, shaking his head helplessly.

Everyone was dumbfounded. If Leng Yue was so cunning, what would happen if she had hundreds of thousands of immortals? They surrendered immediately.

Diane wondered, "Why doesn't she eat us?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Xu Fu, his eyes filled with a tense scrutiny.

Xu Fu raised his hand, and golden divine light burst forth from his palm: "I cultivate the inheritance of the Eastern Immortal Court. To her, I am one of her own. Diana, there may be gods from Mount Olympus among these monsters. If you encounter them, you can give it a try. It might have a miraculous effect."

Ron sighed.

"What should we do now? We can't stay here forever. These monsters will come back sooner or later, and we won't be so lucky next time."

Chapter 1572 Dom the God of the Underworld

For people living on Earth, home has a special meaning; it is the refuge of the soul and a haven for the heart.

Everyone has a home, whether human or divine.

Before leaving, Xu Fu spoke Leng Yue's words. When he learned that the tentacle monster's purpose was to bring the gods home, everyone fell silent. Putting themselves in each other's shoes, Rong En finally understood why the gods were willing to become monsters.

It turns out it was to go home.

Anything is worth doing for a house.

Diana asked in anguish, "What do we do now? Should we leave?"

The tentacle monster's true form lies beneath the Bone Plain, where it is vulnerable to attack at any moment. One or two deities might be manageable, but if dozens of deities appear together, it will be doomed.

Xu Fu shook his head: "It's too late to leave now. We should wait until dawn at least."

Clark hesitated for a moment.

You mean they're very active at night?

“We didn’t encounter anything when we came in during the day, but such a big change happened at night, which is enough to explain the problem.” He paused, then added, “It’s not advisable to leave now. The best thing to do is to stay where you are and hide.”

Diana hesitated for a moment: "You want to use magic."

Xu Fu responded, his hands tightly gripping the incantation, golden light flowing from his fingertips, forming a milky white barrier that blocked everyone's breathing, making it impossible for outsiders to detect. He then used illusion magic to confuse the senses, creating a mirage around them.

Looking down from the mountaintop, the people were gone, replaced by dense bushes.

After doing all this, Xu Fu changed the incantation. His body changed from solid to ethereal, disintegrating into a phantom. The phantom gradually revealed itself, revealing another Xu Fu.

Diane was taken aback. "This is..."

"Soul Split"

Xu Fu sighed, looking somewhat weary, and said, "I simply created it through meditation. It's connected to my mind and can be used to explore the interior of the cave."

"Can it be done?"

Don't worry, everything is fine.

Xu Fu believed that the ancestors of the human-demon race could do this, so he had no objection.

The soul split apart, sharing the same origin as the main body, yet lacking self-awareness. Xu Fu endured the tearing sensation and separated the consciousness extracted from the split. In an instant, it felt as if the world had become two parts, each containing the other, completely identical yet not overlapping. This feeling was truly peculiar.

After activating, the doppelganger walked into the cave. It was pitch black inside, and even the light from the flames couldn't make out the path ahead. It seemed to be connected to the abyss. The further it went into the cave, the more blurred its senses became. Gradually, it stopped perceiving its surroundings, and its connection with its original body became intermittent.

Xu Fu sensed something was wrong and quickly stopped: a ball of flame burst from his hand, and he sank to the ground.

Click!

The sound of shattering glass came from below, followed by a sinister suction force. A spacetime vortex appeared beneath his feet, swallowing him whole. After a period of weightlessness in the vortex, Xu Fu found himself in a dark world.

There is nothing here: no light, no air, nothing in sight, and even time itself becomes blurred.

Xu Fu looked around blankly, completely unaware of where he was.

He tried flying at full speed in one direction, but no matter how he flew, he couldn't find a place to land.

Darkness, pure darkness.

This place is like an extinct universe.

The other end of the words spoken by the ancestors of the Demon race is related to destruction, and there is a reason for this, so it is a truth about destruction.

Xu Fu wandered around the neighborhood for a while, but found nothing to do, so he gave up the idea of ​​living in seclusion and put his consciousness back into his body.

Diana asked anxiously, "How is it?"

"That's terrible."

Xu Fu sighed softly: "The depths of the cave are not connected to Earth, but to the dark space. There is nothing there. I flew for a long time but could not find a way out. If I am not mistaken, the gods must have used some method to forcibly change the spacetime barrier inside the cave."

Clark said painfully.

"This means we can't go back."

No, there is another way.

Xu Fu raised his head and looked into the distance.

...

The underworld is the realm of the dead. It has existed since the beginning of the universe and trillions of years have passed since its appearance. In the rules of the universe, it represents death.

These rules converge into a force, a sacred source of death.

The underworld has many gods of death. Different civilizations produce different myths, and different myths produce different gods of death. The god of death is not immortal; he is closely connected to the civilization he represents, and once the civilization perishes, the god of death also disappears.

Therefore, most underworld death gods live for around 3 years, with some living for 10 years and others for several million years, which is extremely rare.

Of all the Grim Reapers that Clint knew, only one had lived for over a million years. His name was Dom, and he was the most powerful of all the gods of the underworld.

During the War of the Gods, he was the leader of the gods of the underworld, and countless human gods died at his hands. Later, he was ambushed by several god kings from the human side. After that battle, he left the battlefield and returned to the temple to recover his strength. It is said that he was seriously injured and could not recover for thousands of years.

The place where Dom resides is called the Underworld, one of the largest cities in the Underworld, home to millions of beings, and a pilgrimage site for all races in the Underworld.

Klind passed through the portal and entered the temple in Hades' capital city. After explaining his purpose to the guards, he stood outside trembling with fear.

In the Valley of the Dead, he is the undisputed king, but here, he is just a nobody.

After a long while, the guards slowly came out.

Keep walking forward, don't look back, your master is waiting for you in the main hall.

Klind hurriedly thanked him and did not choose to run away. Instead, he began to climb the stairs step by step. When he reached the top, he performed the oldest greeting to all the wizards: "I am Klind."

"Klind of the Valley of the Dead has met His Holiness the Ancient God of the Underworld." "May death be with you, and may reincarnation endure forever."

The person sitting on the stone seat raised their head. It was a very strange creature.

Four arms, two legs, dark blue skin, no nose, three eyes arranged in a triangle, one like a black vortex, another burning with flames, and the third filled with frost.

His hair was like tentacles, each one self-aware. Upon hearing the sound, all the tentacles turned in their own direction, as if sizing up the visitor.

Dom rested his chin on the wall, silent, a hoarse voice echoing in his mind.

"I remember you, the ghost who controls fire." "You were there during the War of the Gods."

You came to see me because you need something.

Without hesitation, Clint used magic to materialize the scene unfolding on the battlefield between gods and demons. The moment he saw Leng Yue, the spiritual energy within the room trembled violently.

"Moon Goddess, Princess Cold Moon?"

"Is it impossible?"

I also thought it was impossible, but she appeared, and everyone present was at the mercy of the song; the body of the Dark Dragon Avogadro was being eroded by tentacles.

"Ancient God of the Underworld, this matter is too strange. Does the resurrection of the Moon Goddess mean that other human gods have also been resurrected? This matter is of utmost importance, and we can only ask for your help."

Chapter 1573 The Army of Death

Clint's voice echoed in the Great Hall, and it took a while before the Senate responded to him.

"Ah Kun!"

A lizardman with dark green skin appeared in the hall.

"Oh my god!"

"Follow him to the battlefield of gods and demons to investigate the secrets of the tentacles. If a large number of gods and humans are indeed resurrected, notify me immediately without delay."

"I see"

The lizard bowed and slowly retreated.

Seeing this, Clint curtsied and left the Great Hall with the lizard.

The two flew past the teleportation array of the underworld and found themselves on the edge of the battlefield between gods and demons. Aquinas thought for a while.