This actor is full of tricks.

The old director silently gave Lin Jue a thumbs up; no matter what, he greatly admired the other man's courage.

"You!" The murderous intent surged, and the extremely vicious creature inside was enraged. The hole was spinning rapidly, as if something wanted to crawl out.

"Don't waste your time. You need to understand that you're the one begging me, not the other way around," Lin Jue said coldly. "Of course, you can choose not to answer. At worst, I'll go ask the other guys. There's probably more than one person in this foggy area who wants to get out."

The creature inside paused, its heavy breathing echoing through the thick fog. After a long silence, it finally spoke: "I know the guy you're talking about. His name is Jinmie, and he dwells in the northwest region of the fog."

Annihilation?

"What are his abilities?" Lin Jue pressed.

"I don't know. In this thick fog, abilities are a trump card; they are not easily revealed unless it's a life-or-death battle," the thing inside replied in a deep voice.

Lin Jue naturally didn't believe it: "You've been locked up here for so long, and you still don't know the other party's capabilities? Do you think I should believe that?"

"Believe it or not, this is the southeastern region of dense fog, which is hundreds of kilometers away from the northwest. Why would I have nothing better to do than go there to see the power of the Extinction Blade?" Even when questioned, the thing inside did not fly into a rage as before. It probably understood that the guy it was talking to was someone who would respond to gentleness but not force, so it temporarily put aside its face as an extremely vicious villain.

Of course, as soon as he gets out, he'll crush this bug that dares to yell at him the moment he gets out.

Lin Jue was very dissatisfied with this answer and directly mocked, "Then you're pretty useless. You've been neighbors for so long and you don't even care about them. When I was neighbors with other people, I cared about them a lot."

Pretty useless?

Pretty useless!

The black mist was practically burning up, and the creature inside roared furiously. As an extremely vicious and wicked person, this was the first time he had ever heard such an evaluation—that someone dared to say that an extremely vicious and wicked person was useless!
"You brat, you dare release me! I'll show you whether I'm any good or not!" The thing inside no longer concealed its malice.

Lin Jue remained calm and unfazed by the threat: "Do you think I would release something that has no value? It would be a complete waste of time."

Worthless? A waste of time?

These two words pierced the heart of the thing inside like sharp arrows. He was furious, but could only rage helplessly: "So you were lying to me before? You never intended to let me out?"

“Releasing you out isn’t impossible.” Lin Jue pondered for a moment and then took out the well-worn Netherworld Contract from his backpack: “As long as you sign a contract with me and acknowledge me as your master, I can release you.”

The "Mingqi" thing originated from Patient No. 12 of the Black Street. He Wen had studied it and said that it had a mysterious origin and could form a mandatory contract with the supernatural. Once the supernatural signed the contract, it could never betray the contract for life.

Moreover, this thing also contains the character "冥" (ming), which may be related to the god of the underworld. Lin Jue suspected that this thing could indeed be used to restrain the extremely evil and ferocious.

A crimson eye appeared after the vulnerability appeared. When it saw the Netherworld Contract in Lin Jue's hand, a look of shock flashed in that eye: "Where did you get this thing from?"

"Oh, you've seen it before?" Lin Jue waved the contract in his hand: "Since you've seen it before, that makes things easier. Sign it quickly, and I'll release you as soon as possible."

"Heh." The thing chuckled coldly, perhaps because it was truly enraged to the extreme, it calmed down. Lin Jue's figure was reflected in its scarlet eyes, and a cold voice rang out: "I'll remember you."

As the words fell, the crimson eye slowly vanished into the darkness, and the churning black mist ceased its flow. Gone?

Lin Jue peered through the hole, but could no longer see a trace of resentment; the thing had truly left.

"Are you going to stay here and keep provoking me?" The old director was speechless. He finally realized that Lin Jue had no intention of releasing that extremely vicious creature at all, and had just been toying with him.

Teasing an extremely vicious criminal is something most people wouldn't even dare to imagine, yet this guy not only did it, but actually provoked the extremely vicious criminal to the point of jumping up and down.

"This is really boring." Lin Jue clicked his tongue. He still had plenty of time, so he planned to go and see other places.

"Li Changming said that he was attacked by something in the dense fog zone, and a patient saved him, saying something about finding someone to plug the leaks..."

Lin Jue walked along the edge of the dense fog zone. Along the way, he saw many holes of varying sizes, which spewed out fog, just like the heart circulating blood.

"This is what I told you. The fog is generated by the dense fog zone, and the dense fog zone is like a huge heart. The fog is the blood, and everything is just the blood circulation of the heart." This was the old director's second time in the dense fog zone. Before this, he had already figured out the general outline of the dense fog zone.

Lin Jue nodded. Only by coming here in person could he understand how accurate the old director's description was. He also had a rough guess about the reason for the formation of the mist.

All of this is related to that god of the underworld, an existence above the extreme of evil. After his death, his heart turned into a dense fog, his blood became the blood of the underworld that could evolve an A-level monster into an extremely evil being, and his skull fell outside and was picked up by the old abbot of Wushi Temple, turning Wushi Temple into a bizarre scene where an evil Buddha was born.

And this fog that shrouds the entire world before us...

Lin Jue raised his hand, and a wisp of mist swirled around his fingertips.

This might be the power of the god of the underworld.

Or……

demon……

Upon hearing his guess, not only did the old director fall silent, but the ghost in the backpack also fell silent. Although shocked, it was not surprised.

Following Lin Jue, they learned a lot about the God of the Underworld. They also learned that extreme evil was not the end. Above it, there was an existence that could influence the entire world, and everything that was happening now was changed because of it.

Sensing the heavy atmosphere, Lin Jue joked to comfort him, "Who cares about the God of the Underworld? He's dead anyway. The most powerful one now is only the extremely evil one."

As he said this, his mood became somewhat heavy, because inexplicably, he felt that the God of the Underworld was not dead. Although on the surface, the God of the Underworld's body had been torn apart and he appeared to be dead beyond any doubt, why...

Lin Jue turned his head to the side, looking at the black fog waves in the dense fog area that seemed to be breathing.

But why... is this heart still beating? (End of Chapter)