Chapter 624: Little Ghost



Ma Zheng opened his eyes and shot out a beam of light that looked like a magic lamp. Then, the veins on his body bulged, and his muscles rumbled.

As he swung his blade, a violent aura erupted, covering the sky and covering the earth. The sun, moon, and stars all dimmed.

"Rumble!"

The walls collapsed and the shockwave spread for hundreds of miles. It was terrifying.

Everyone gasped in fear.

"This aura is comparable to that of a level-90 king, right?" someone among the experts of the various families asked.

"Isn't this demonic blade too terrifying?"

Everyone was envious and fearful.

However, Ma Zheng was already invincible. Now that he had obtained the demonic blade, his strength had increased by another level. They had no chance of competing with him.

"Ma Zheng, congratulations!" Liu Wei said sourly.

Originally, he also had the chance to obtain this demonic blade. Unfortunately, he suspected that his willpower was not strong enough and was afraid of being corroded. Therefore, he hesitated for a moment and let Ma Zheng seize the opportunity.

Many experts began to congratulate Ma Zheng.

With the support of such a demonic blade, the Ma family would become the number one family in Rodu.

Ma Zheng ignored them and asked coldly, "How do I go to the palace?"

…

On the other side, in the palace.

Everyone was still like headless flies, running around in search of the stairs leading to the upper floor.

Lu Benwei was too lazy to waste time here, so he walked down the stairs to the lower level with Chu Yan, Zhang Chuchen, and the Wu brothers.

The stairs spiraled downward, leading to an unknown underground.

The group of five stepped on the stairs and carefully explored the area.

"Da da…"

"Da da…"

The footsteps of the crowd echoed in the stairwell. Was it the cold air that blew against his face?

After walking for about five minutes, the air began to become damp and sticky, and red moss appeared on the walls on both sides.

As he went down, the smell of blood and the cold wind blew in his face. The moss on the wall connected and turned black and red as if it had been soaked in blood for many years.

Everyone felt disgusted. The smell of blood was too strong.

"Pa da!"

When Lu Benwei was looking down, he accidentally stepped on a dried corpse. His death was very tragic. All the bones in his body seemed to have been crushed by something heavy.

"Brother Lu, will anything happen to Wu Jie?" Wu Biao's eyelids twitched as he asked in shock.

"Not necessarily," Lu Benwei said.

Suddenly, a shrill scream came from below the stairs, followed by the sound of blood gushing out. Everyone's hearts trembled violently as if they had heard the howl of a malicious ghost.

"We're about to reach the first level!"

Lu Benwei muttered to himself, but he was very curious. This palace had existed for more than a thousand years.

Suddenly, a person with a pale face and empty eyes appeared, scaring everyone so much that their hair was up.

Lu Benwei was furious. He slapped out with his palm, directly separating the person's head from his body.

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After the man's head was sent flying, he rolled down the stairs. Lu Benwei hurriedly chased after him.

After turning a corner, another two little ghosts with pale faces and empty eyes jumped out. They were all wearing white clothes, which were stained with dried blood.

One of them held a metal chain in one hand, while the other held a pair of pliers. Two streams of bloody tears flowed out of their hollowed-out eyes. They were crying and laughing, and it was extremely terrifying.

Lu Benwei did not say anything and slapped the heads of the two little ghosts away. They were made of paper and had been cast with some evil spell to become the little ghosts here.

Lu Benwei did not feel any burden and directly blew up their bodies.

Miserable screams came from below again, followed by muffled whimpers and pleas for mercy. Even Lu Benwei could not help but feel his scalp go numb when he heard it.

At this moment, more little ghosts rushed up. They were densely packed like the stars in the sky.

Lu Benwei occupied the narrow stairway and punched them one by one, splitting their heads apart as if he was killing a group of ants.

Lu Benwei did not know how long it had been, but no more ghosts appeared. Lu Benwei heaved a sigh of relief.

"Continue to go down to the" Lu Benwei muttered to himself as he led the way.

Finally, they arrived at the first underground floor.

This place could be described as a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Countless corpses were squeezed into a cage, and the ground was dyed red with blood.

Their deaths were extremely tragic. Their tongues had been pulled out when they were alive, making one's heart feel cold.

A Yang family's disciple was being executed on an execution platform.

The two little ghosts held him down. One of them was in front of the execution platform. He pried open his mouth and clamped his tongue with iron pliers, trying to pull it out.

Lu Benwei and the others gasped. This was worthy of the punishment of hell!

The little ghosts were pulling out their tongues. They did not pull them out at once, but rather, they pulled them out slowly, wanting to slowly tear him apart.

The Yang family's disciple was extremely pitiful. His tongue was pulled like a snake's tongue, and saliva and blood mixed and flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

Lu Benwei did not say anything and directly went forward, sending the little ghosts flying and saving the Yang family's disciple.

At this moment, he could no longer speak. His mouth was filled with blood.

Lu Benwei looked at him pitifully and patted his shoulder. "You can go up first. Your family is waiting upstairs."

After that, everyone explored the first floor.

Chu Yan followed closely behind Lu Benwei and asked, "Who built such a terrifying place?"

"Is it that evil spirit?"

"No, the owner of this palace is someone else!" Lu Benwei said as he opened the door.

"There's someone else?" Chu Yan had goosebumps all over the ground. She was very shocked.

Lu Benwei did not tell her about the Zhu family's ancestor. This matter was too outrageous as it involved history and the wrath of heaven. Lu Benwei did not want to involve her.

Lu Benwei and Chu Yan found an unactivated array in a room.

There was a huge pincer hanging in the middle of the array. It was cold and one could feel the violent aura inside when they looked at it.

"I know why such a cruel punishment is there outside!" Lu Benwei said.

"What do you mean?"

Lu Benwei spat out a mouthful of turbid air. "Use evil to subdue evil! There's another floor below the eighteenth floor! It was suppressing an extraordinary existence. Once the seal is opened, the existence of the 'God' will have to pass through all of this. If we want to suppress him, we have to activate the formation here. Their energy is to absorb the resentment, blood, fear, and so on of those pitiful people who are being tortured!"

Chu Yan was shocked. "There are a total of eighteen levels with every level like this. Then what kind of demonic creature is sealed underground?"

Lu Benwei smiled bitterly. He did not tell Chu Yan that there were two terrifying existences sealed underground.

Moreover, each of them was more mysterious and stranger than the other. Each of them was stronger than the other.

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