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Duchess Wayne pounded her head hard, the overwhelming amount of information and the dense death aura around her severely interfering with her perception and judgment.

She didn't even realize that she had hit too hard, leaving a dent in her forehead.

Damn it, why does the Void Erosion stop providing more information here?

"Forget it! Since his biggest secret is hidden here, it should pose some kind of threat."

Duchess Wayne knew she couldn't hold on much longer. She didn't know how to stop the backflow of information, and if this continued, her head would explode before Ji Mo's.

Since I can't go on living, there's no need to maintain a relationship with the underworld or expect any vague future.

"If that doesn't work, then kill all those people from the Mortal Realm and force him to confront the Mortal Realm." Her tone had unknowingly become filled with madness.

The information about this heart also includes a full progress bar.

Clearly, these corpses were sacrifices prepared to fill its lair. The Underworld had been reluctant to use them, but now they had benefited Duchess Wayne.

"So, why do you hate Ji Mo so much?"

"If it weren't for him, how could I have ended up like this—"

and many more! ?

Duchess Wayne, who had instinctively answered aloud, suddenly froze, as if realizing something. After a half-second pause, she lunged forward...

But she was ultimately a step too late.

The ice spikes falling from the sky seemed to have eyes, precisely piercing through her limbs, abruptly interrupting Duchess Wayne's leaping motion, pinning her to the ground, where she joined the corpses.

Duchess Wayne's move to the hidden room was too slow; the tremors in the castle had occurred just five minutes earlier.

Jiu Chonglou noticed that Duchess Wayne had also been avoiding her colleagues, and suspected that she, like Ji Mo, had obtained some information from Xu Shi.

The two decided not to rush after her, and only teleported over when Duchess Wayne's coordinates stopped moving again and they were focused on observing the information.

With the castle already so badly damaged, continuing to restrict our own power and pretend nothing happened is nothing short of burying our heads in the sand.

Having just landed, they naturally heard Duchess Wayne's last words.

Surprisingly, the prisoners here are from the mortal realm, but Jiu Chonglou did not set the main target of the problem and hatred as the mortal realm people, after all, the degree to which Duchess Wayne cared about Ji Mo was obvious to all.

Jiu Chonglou strongly suspects that Duchess Wayne's hatred is similar to the phenomenon of loving someone because of their love for them.

She was right.

"Old man Ji, she said you killed her? Could it be that it was love turned to hate?" Jiu Chonglou clicked his tongue in amazement.

"First of all, I've emphasized many times that there is no such relationship between her and me." Ji Mo frowned slightly, scrutinizing Duchess Wayne's distorted face, and shook his head. "Secondly, I don't know her. At least, I've never seen this face before."

Ji Mo was not a man of indiscriminate killing; everyone who died at his hands had a reason for their inevitable demise.

It was precisely because of the countless evil deeds committed by those people that he never forgot the face of any of his mortal enemies.

But the hatred surging in the eyes of the undead before him was undeniably real.

"Your hatred is real, but Old Man Ji doesn't recognize you? That's strange. Could it be that you didn't originally look like this? Disguise? It doesn't seem likely. Undead aren't living people; plastic surgery is quite troublesome. You don't have any disguise-related items or skills on you..."

Jiu Chonglou, disgusted and unwilling to get his hands on the corpse fluid, maintained his floating posture ten centimeters off the ground, and continued to probe with a playful tone: "I'm not like old man Ji. I always respect my enemies, and I even erect tombstones for them one by one. How about it, don't you consider introducing yourself before you die?"

"You—!" Duchess Wayne suddenly realized something from his flippant tone.

"Are you kidding? Just because you introduce yourself doesn't mean I have to believe you! I might as well just do a soul search!"

Because Ji Mo almost got hurt because of this, Jiu Chonglou had no intention of letting this undead go. Besides, she seemed to know a lot of things and was very stubborn.

Soul Search is still the most cost-effective option.

Duchess Wayne closed her eyes unwillingly, but the expected pain of her soul being torn apart did not come.

Instead, Jiu Chonglou suddenly exclaimed "Huh?" and then, as if he had encountered something filthy, abruptly floated backward a distance: "Wait... you're not human at all? Old man Ji, when did you ever kill something that wasn't human?!"

"Who are you calling inhuman! I should be a duchess...!"

Duchess Wayne couldn’t even cover her mouth, and was shocked to find that she had told the truth.

"The Duchess?"

In Ji Mo's memory, there was only one person he was associated with who held the title of duke.

"Yes, it was me! If you hadn't taken all my resurrection items, I wouldn't have had to possess the body that was already cursed!" Duchess Wayne, realizing her identity had been completely exposed, decided to throw caution to the wind.

Her response was silence from both of them.

It wasn't about feeling guilty, just pure astonishment.

"But she's not dead yet?" Jiu Chonglou said.

At the time, Duchess Wayne's endless fall loop was a death method designed by Jiu Chonglou, and Ji Mo was just the first one to push it forward.

According to Jiuchonglou's original plan, she would collect several pairs of glasses, and Duchess Wayne would cycle through them for a certain number of days.

Their numbers are so great that Duchess Wayne has to cycle through them every quarter.

Let alone whether it's been a quarter since they left, the show hasn't even been on air for a quarter.

"As for the pile of extraordinary items on Duchess Wayne, I either took them directly or sealed their effects... Damn it, what kind of eyes do you have to doubt my caution? If she has even one missing resurrection item, I will immediately delete all her game accounts, and I mean it."

If the person didn't die and all the resurrection items failed, then where did this undead person who claims to be Duchess Wayne come from?

"No, she's not an undead." Jiu Chonglou remembered something and added, "I didn't pay much attention before, but now I've discovered it with my reconnaissance skills. She's clearly just like you, Old Man Ji, using undead items to disguise herself."

There was a crucial reason why Jiu Chonglou realized this.

The female corpse in front of me, who called herself Tasha and also considered herself Lady Wayne, had no soul!

The soul-searching technique didn't fail; it simply failed to find the soul at all!

The undead only die physically; their souls do not dissipate.

A completely unconscious corpse, maintaining minimal activity thanks to an undead artifact, keeps claiming to be a living being who hasn't died yet.

This isn't dirty stuff.

Ji Mo wasn't the only one stunned; Duchess Wayne was too.

"I'm still alive? And I... have no soul?" Duchess Wayne felt something suddenly snap in her mind. For a moment, she forgot that these two were her enemies, and instead fell into a struggle of self-reflection: "No, no, I'm definitely conscious! What nonsense are you talking about!"