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Some people didn't even realize how he disappeared.

"What incredible speed, what a powerful soul!"

Devil's Path rushed forward: "Father, what brings you here?"

The towering demon gave a cold snort.

“You’re too unprepared. I’ve been following you and left so many clues, but you haven’t noticed a single one.”

Mohen lowered his head shyly, and Moen and Moyin were also embarrassed: they hadn't expected anyone to be following them.

"Alright, let's not talk about that anymore. Who is this ghost? What is its origin?"

He is human.

"From Earth"

...

Upon returning to their encampment, Akorn brought back intelligence that perfectly matched the description of the demons' tracks, meaning that the Valley of No Return was indeed located in the battlefield between gods and demons.

After confirming the information, the group immediately shouted: Time waits for no one; every second wasted increases the danger.

When people are too sensitive, things can get messy when you have to get these high-and-mighty people to react.

This is the underworld, not Earth.

Just as the group left, a dragon's roar suddenly echoed above the Valley of Immortality. The dark clouds dispersed, and a gigantic, four-winged dragon, as large as a mountain, appeared in the sky.

Before he even appeared, his spiritual energy had already descended from the sky.

Members of some of the weaker races lay prostrate on the ground, trembling, their eyes filled with boundless fear.

Avogadro, the dragon of the underworld.

His cruelty is world-renowned.

Just then, a spiritual energy no weaker than that of Avogadro rose up. In the deepest part of the Valley of the Dead, Klind emerged from the burial ground, transforming into a stream of light that shot straight into the sky. The flames that erupted from his body obscured the sky and the sun, creating two worlds distinctly different from the darkness of the Dragon Realm.

Avogadro put him in a stalemate.

"It's been tens of thousands of years, how come you're still alive?"

"I will never die. On the contrary, it is you, you little bug who dares to steal the power of death, who is the one who is really courting death."

Avogadro opened his mouth and let out a low roar, that was

"I could hear the envy in your voice. You also wanted to become a Grim Reaper, but unfortunately, you don't have the chance."

Klind shook his head self-deprecatingly: "You really don't understand anything. Death not only represents power, but also limitation. Unfortunately, you have gone down the wrong path. Fate tells me that you will die a terrible death. Your head will become someone else's collection, and your heart will become raw material."

"Run, little bug, this is your last chance."

"fart!"

Avogadro was furious. He opened his mouth, and a black beam of light shot out.

Black Death Light

The power gained by the Nether Dragon after absorbing the power of the God of Death. Any creature struck by its light will be reduced to ashes and its soul will be scattered.

With a cold snort, Clint transformed into a dozen tongues of fire, avoiding the faint azure blue light, and merged into the flames. The flames rapidly shrank, transforming into a monster even larger than Avogadro.

The weather was extremely hot; the air seemed to be burning red.

Are you sure you want to fight me, you little bug?

Avogadro's eyes were fierce, his killing intent almost overwhelming, but he still held back: this old thing, although not the Grim Reaper, possessed power comparable to the Grim Reaper, and what was even more troublesome was its ability.

Clint is a ghost. In a direct confrontation, his strength may not be as good as his opponent under equal conditions, but when it comes to escaping and surviving, no one can match him. If he is allowed to escape, he will face endless trouble.

Avogadro didn't want to spend all day looking at the bird's nest.

Tell me where to find these four people and I'll go.

"A man?"

Clyde expressed disbelief: When did people appear in the underworld? Wasn't the entrance to the human world sealed off?

Is it definitely a person?

What do you think?

Klind used magic, half-jokingly and half-seriously, to find the four people.

He is a ghost wizard, a ghost wizard who has lived for over 70,000 years. His magical skills have almost reached the pinnacle of the underworld. In addition to common fire magic, soul magic, and black magic, he also possesses the ability to prophesy, allowing him to see the past and future and find the people he wants to find.

This is why the Valley of Immortality remains neutral: its abilities are simply too useful.

After a while, Clint stopped his magic, and then

"You're wrong. There aren't four people; there are only two, one of whom is still in soul form."

What are the other two?

“I don’t know, but they are incredibly powerful and unusual.” Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Clint’s eyes, as if he had seen something magical.

"Where are they?"

Klind opened his mouth and spat out a fireball: "Follow that fireball, it will lead you to them."

Avogadro did not go to him, but instead fell into hesitation: in the past, when he asked the old priest for help, the latter would always make excuses and drag his feet, and as a result, he would have to pay a great price, but this time he agreed without making any conditions.

Is there a problem?

There must be something wrong.

Avogadro blinked, his eyes appearing cunning and menacing.

"...What, you don't want it?"

Is it fear? Or anxiety?

"I've heard that the earth is the cradle of the gods, and all the creatures of the underworld that enter the earth will absorb the life force and evolve into beings that surpass everything." Clint said with a tilted head and a smile.

"I've already lost my chance; I must give it to you."

Come, child.

After saying that, he dispersed his enormous body and transformed into a stream of light, returning to the depths of the Valley of the Dead.

Only Avogadro and the beads before him remained in the sky. These beads, known as the Beads of Prophecy, were a magical creation of Klandor; any creature trapped within them, regardless of its nature, could not escape their pursuit.

Getting the bead would lead to finding the person, but Avogadro couldn't be happy: Clind's gaze before leaving was too strange, making his heart sink.

However, the dragon of the earth is, after all, a supreme power. It has an unwavering will and will not be swayed by outsiders. It wants to find humans and travel the earth through them, absorbing the spirit of life, and become a supreme power that surpasses everything.

"The old priest is just putting on an act to buy time."

Avogadro gave a cold snort, put down his rosary, spread his four wings, stirred up a gust of wind, and flew away into the distance.

On the other hand, a fireball suddenly exploded in the cave where the demon Thrace lived. The four of them stopped abruptly, and when they saw the newcomers, they hurriedly lay down on the ground, and then...

"Clyde, ancient fire lord, what wind has brought you here?"

Clint raised his hand, and Xu Fu's figure appeared in the air.

"Have you met him?"

We only met briefly; he asked me about the Valley of No Return, and then he left.

You told him.

"Yes"

Clint said nothing more, sparks flew, and the body vanished.

After a long while, the four of them finally raised their heads, revealing an indescribable look of awe, realizing that they were in a very big trouble.

Chapter 1562 What a terrifying place!

On the vast plain, the ground was covered with craters and scratches stretching for kilometers, clearly caused by sharp blades, or perhaps by absorbing divine blood. There were no living creatures here, and the surroundings were deathly silent. After a long while, a low growl in various accents could be heard.

The haze in the air is not ordinary water vapor, but a special substance. It is a mixture of various energy factors, divine power, and dust, which can not only block people's vision, but also shield them from perception.

Xu Fu tried using a radio, but was unable to capture a signal.

"What a terrifying place."

As soon as he finished speaking, a five-legged monster leaped out of the thick fog, its mouth wide open and filled with murky liquid, looking extremely terrifying.

Just as Clark was about to make a move, Akorn took the initiative and kicked the monster in the head. In the next instant, a powerful force erupted from his hand, knocking him backward.

How can this be?

Akorn's pupils contracted, and a look of confusion appeared on his face: the side that initiated the attack had actually been repelled.

"You ugly monster, go to hell!"

Argon was both confused and angry. He took a deep breath and exhaled a huge fireball.

The monster repelled the fireball, opened its massive maw, and let out a deafening roar. The sound spread through the air like waves, creating visible ripples of energy.

Unable to withstand the force, Akorn coughed up blood and flew far away.

As the lord of Dragon Castle, he was no match for this monster; the level of the God-Demon Battlefield was far too high!