There's a skeleton dungeon connected to my basement.

Chapter 273, It's an evil spirit!

You can't just say you like the primitive beginnings of the world when all the big shots above you have mastered the extraordinary source and rare treasures.

As time passed, the heavens interacted with each other, and super systems took shape, filling up almost all the available spaces, big and small.

There are countless worlds, but so far, only a few major systems have become well-known.

Immortal path, belief in gods, demonic power, abyss.

The large system encompasses numerous branches and smaller systems.

Demonic path, martial arts, body refinement, bloodline warriors, wizards, demons... the list goes on and on.

There are also some special individuals among them.

Primordial divinity, ancient god.

Each system is frighteningly mature.

A mature system has its advantages: the path ahead is clear, and it has everything you need, including methods, techniques, and experience.

However, a mature system also has its downsides.

The main road is always crowded with people. With so many like-minded people, everyone needs almost the same few resources.

Resources inevitably decline with each generation.

Of course, there is a solution.

From the farming model of nurturing the world with great power and cultivating it in an orderly manner, to waging war against all the heavens and myriad worlds, opening up plundering dungeons, or directly opening the ascension channel to suck blood from many worlds.

However, these methods are not something that ordinary worlds and forces can use; they are only available to small and medium-sized worlds.

The White Bone Temple is a branch of the demonic path that cannot escape this downward spiral.

This is why they are so enthusiastic about the Rotten Land.

The powerful figures who ascended to immortality early on stand tall in the heavens, carrying enormous resources as they fight against the ancestral immortals of other lineages, while their descendants suffer more and more hardship.

The right path is still somewhat better.

Some things have been left behind, with the aim of bringing blessings to future generations.

However, the demonic forces, facing increasingly dire circumstances, have truly transformed into pirates of the heavens.

The current generation of Bai Gu Zi is so impoverished that even the burial grounds of the sect's patriarchs have been opened to the disciples.

He has two epics in his hands.

One piece was crafted from a jade-like spine excavated from an ancestral grave, while the other was made from a skull.

Of course, since they're all on the demonic path now, the ancestors wouldn't be so particular; they've long been on guard against their descendants.

Of the 20,000 disciples of the White Bone Master generation, at least 10,000 were buried in the ancestral tomb, which is how he finally emerged from the White Bone Cemetery dragging a jade-like spine and skull.

It can be said that Bai Gu Zi was never fighting alone in any of the battles.

"What I hold in my hand, what I use, is my beloved sect's ancestor!"

Not to mention anything else, even Bai Gu Zi himself was tempted by the brightly displayed items in the shop window in front of him.

This greed, if left undisturbed, is fine, but once it takes hold, it can be deadly.

Smashing the magnificent shop window and exposing the precious items before them made quite a commotion, attracting the attention of the corrupt residents.

Chaos and nightmares began.

These corrupt residents of Clock Tower City weren't exactly formidable, but even Xiao Yang kept his distance from them.

Soon, in the brief battle, the twisted and decaying trees began to be assembled.

In the chaos, a level 49 lord-level deputy in this demonic cultivator team, the brightly dressed female cultivator, was captured.

It was caught by a half-assembled, decaying tree branch and, almost in the blink of an eye, was used as material to be piled into the tree.

A sharp, piercing scream echoed across the field.

More and more corrupted residents gathered around like zombies.

In these recent changes, these corrupt individuals have once again undergone new transformations.

Fine black hairs began to grow in patches on their bodies.

Bai Gu Zi did not go to the rescue. The ancestral sword in his hand floated in the air, as if he was about to slash forward, but his movement stopped.

The decaying tree's power gradually increased, eventually crossing the boundary and reaching the epic rank.

He didn't say a word.

Bai Gu Zi merged with his sword, transforming into a streak of light, and instantly turned and left.

A piercing scream echoed across the field.

"Nascent Soul!"

If the monsters in the wilderness still relied on those indescribable and terrifying methods to kill, then the demonic cultivator team in Bell Tower City was now facing an absolute crushing defeat.

It's hard to say which situation is more terrifying, but for now, the best thing to do is run.

A moment of greed led to the loss of nearly half of the team.

Soon after, as the street fell silent, a large tree, piled high with the remains of many corrupt individuals, began to slowly disintegrate.

One by one, the corrupted beings, their eyes devoid of any spirit, were released and began to wander the streets once more.

A pile of corpses was lowered down.

These demonic cultivators did not experience the baptism of corruption; they could not withstand such a distorted fusion and disintegration, and their death and transformation into corpses was almost inevitable.

But there are exceptions.

Among the fallen corpses, a beautiful female corpse slowly stood up, her movements extremely unnatural. Upon closer inspection, one could even see wriggling roots within her flesh.

Soon after, this oddball began wandering the streets like any other corrupted resident.

It seems that the decaying roots have taken a liking to this host that is of a much higher level and quality.

This situation actually provides Xiao Yang with a lot of convenience.

If he comes here again, he will probably be able to spot the roots that have been mixed in with these corrupt residents at a glance.

This situation is still helpful to Xiao Yang.

Then these demonic players, now turned into corpses, can still offer him some help.

The environment in Clock Tower City is far from good right now. It's estimated that it won't be long before these guys will be able to come back to life and turn into zombies.

Another possibility is that the pile of corpses might attract some slimes that are wandering in the sewers.

These slimes are incredibly resilient. Even though the entire city was ravaged by the power of the evil god, these slimy creatures were able to move around in the city's sewers as if nothing had happened.

It's also possible that the plague rat swarm simply doesn't care about these slimes.

The piled-up corpses were devoured by the slimes, leaving only skeletons. It probably won't be long before skeletons rise up in this street.

Skeletons are old friends of Xiao Yang. If he passes by here, he certainly won't mind killing them while he's at it.

This is all the help these demonic cultivators can offer.

Whether it becomes a zombie or a skeleton, as long as it transforms into a demon, then encountering Xiao Yang will at least give him some experience.

Regardless of the amount of experience gained, this situation is ultimately a good thing.

On the quiet street, beside the shattered shop windows and piles of corpses, suddenly, some unusual noises arose.

A hole was pried open in the sewer manhole cover, and green slimes slowly crawled out of the sewer.

It seems the situation is heading towards the second scenario.

………….

The demonic cultivators who had scattered and fled in Bell Tower City quickly gathered together and appeared in the same place in a very unified manner.

sewer.

These demonic cultivators possessed an ability that Xiao Yang greatly envied: "Flight!"

But flying over this rotten land is not a wise thing to do.

The sky over the land of decay is hardly safe.

Some very special monsters have taken over the skies of the Rotten Lands.

Based on the flying eyeballs as the foundation, the monsters roaming the sky are even more numerous than those on the ground.

On his first day in this world, a demonic cultivator who wanted to ascend into the sky to explore was riddled with holes by a sudden burst of beams of different colors.

After that incident, none of the demonic cultivators in this team dared to take to the air again.

However, if Xiao Yang were to ascend into the sky, he would probably find these eyeballs hovering there familiar.

These guys are really outrageous, but it's not a big problem; it shouldn't be a big issue for it.

He has Scarlet Eyes' favorability rating.

These demonic cultivators unanimously chose the same place as Xiao Yang.

sewer.

One of the most important reasons they were able to assemble so quickly is that they had a clear team identity and were also afraid of failure.

In a place like this, it's always safer for a group of people to gather together than for someone to wander around alone.

The leader, Bai Guzi, was already somewhat regretting taking on this mission.

But he can't panic now.

He gritted his teeth and spoke to his fellow disciples in front of him.

"We've come this far, there's no turning back. Only by completing this mission can we escape this world. Only by killing that guy can we escape this world!"

"I won't dwell on what happened before, but now that things have come to this, our lives are at stake. If we keep holding each other back and becoming wary of one another, we'll all die here!"

Even demonic cultivators, when forced to this point, are able to muster some unity.

This was incredible for them back then.

But how should I put it, this is a land of decay.

It's not so strange that some demonic cultivators could be forced to learn teamwork...

"Cooperation is a must!"

"Only by completing the mission can we have everything we need!"

We must get back alive!

The words echoed loudly through the sewers, creating a momentary, deafening effect.

"Demonic cultivators! Unite!"

And so, a group of magic-based players who only wanted to return alive united.

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Inside the sewers, Xiao Yang ran around following the underground tunnel plan in his hand.

The large hole in his chest had healed two-thirds of its length; it still looked somewhat gruesome, but it wasn't a major problem.

"Just a minor fatal wound!"

Suddenly, Xiao Yang stopped in his tracks.

He heard a series of hurried footsteps.

The rusted giant axe was taken out.

Why are there so many chaotic footsteps in this sewer?

"Is it a new monster we've never encountered before?"

He thought so.

His expression was solemn.

He never expected that he would encounter a group of people afterward.

Moreover, they are a group of people who, upon seeing him, immediately utter a rather offensive word.

"Evil!"

A somewhat frightened voice rang out.

It's not surprising that such a misjudgment would occur.

The writhing flesh and black, corrosive blood at the unhealed hole in Xiao Yang's chest did indeed evoke a bizarre and grotesque feeling.

However, such shouting made him quite unhappy, and his expression turned terrifying.

"What evil spirits! I'm as pure as can be!"

Xiao Yang gritted his teeth and roared out those words.

(End of this chapter)