High-level martial arts: Starting with a heart of steel, stats crush everything.

As the three of them stood suspended above the stream, a chilling cold instantly swept over them.

Song Bin and Cheng Fei only felt a little unwell, but Chen Mo, who was standing next to them, immediately sensed the problem.

His health is slowly decreasing, and life recovery has completely stopped.

Although it only dropped by a few dozen points per second, the complete ban on healing made Chen Mo unconsciously become vigilant.

"This...could it be the River Styx?"

Song Bin frowned; this feeling of having his life confined was really unpleasant.

"If it is the River Styx, then Tartarus, which is the underworld in Greek mythology, should be below it."

Chen Mo's blood and qi surged throughout his body, dispelling the chill, but the state of complete healing restriction was not lifted.

I wonder if Ragnarok will be able to remove this negative status.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo's expression became a little strange.

Ragnarok paired with the underworld, is he cosplaying Kratos?

"It's very dangerous down there, Uncle Song, you'd better not follow."

"Get lost! You want to leave me, an elder, outside while you go in alone?"

Song Bin chuckled, his vital point opened, and the Blood Slaughter Halberd appeared in his hand.

"Cheng Fei, you have to come along too, otherwise the two of us won't be able to find the location of the Primordial Blood."

"Of course, even if I'm a bit weak, it doesn't mean I'm a coward."

A smaller vital point appeared behind Cheng Fei, from which a pair of blood-red daggers floated out.

"This is my destined weapon; all the previous weapons were just ordinary weapons."

"Besides, the primordial blood is located quite deep inside. Without me, wouldn't you be like headless flies?"

The three of them flew inside while talking, constantly keeping a watchful eye on their surroundings.

Gradually, the light was swallowed by darkness, and the once clear river became turbid.

Wisps of black mist drifted out and surrounded the group.

"Erebus, son of Hades?"

Chen Mo gently touched the black mist surrounding him. His life points were not affected, but he lost control of the finger.

"It's terrifying that they created something so horrific."

Cheng Fei sighed; the situation in the abyss was far more complicated than he had imagined.

After the three were completely swallowed by darkness, their bodies plummeted downwards, and no matter how Chen Mo flapped his giant wings, he could not make them fly up again.

"Another no-fly zone??"

"No, it's that flying above the River Styx is prohibited."

"Hehehe, you need to pay a corresponding price to enter the underworld."

A figure dressed in a tattered robe stood by a small dock on the bank of the River Styx, looking up at Chen Mo and his companions with a smile.

"Welcome! It's been a very, very long time since the Underworld has had any visitors."

The figure maneuvered a small boat to catch Chen Mo and the other two, eventually landing them on the dock.

"They're putting on quite a convincing act."

Chen Mo stepped off the small boat and pressed his face directly against the person's face.

"You... are you a replica of Charon?"

There's a dock next to the River Styx, and small boats are moored there, so this guy is most likely a ferryman from the underworld.

Charon, son of Erebus and Nyx.

"You guessed right, I am indeed a replica of Charon."

Charon removed his hood, revealing an extremely aged face.

"Um...."

After glancing at Funi on Chen Mo's back, Charon pondered for a moment before turning to look at Chen Mo.

"Three brave warriors, if you wish to enter the underworld, you can only do so by taking my ferry."

"I'm not working for free."

As he spoke, Charon rubbed his two fingers together.

"I'm not dead, why are you asking me for money?"

"Besides, wouldn't it be the same if I killed you and stole your ferry boat?"

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, then grabbed Charon by the neck.

He could already sense that Charon's strength was at most at the Demon Subduing Realm, which was equivalent to a level twelve martial artist.

It's ridiculous that a replica of a god only has the strength of a level twelve martial artist.

"Of course it's different. Only I can operate this ferry. If you kill me, you'll never be able to enter the underworld again."

"I don't ask for much reward, just one gold coin each."

"It's not that I need this payment, it's just that I can only exercise my authority if you pay me."

"Besides, you're here because of her, aren't you?"

"Three gold coins are nothing compared to her."

Despite being choked by Chen Mo, Charon remained calm and pointed to the sleeping Fennie on Chen Mo's back.

"What does this have to do with this little thing?"

Chen Mo increased the pressure on his hands, and blood began to spill from Charon's mouth.

"I see, it seems her instincts led her to you..."

Charon's eyes began to roll upwards, and his health points were rapidly decreasing.

"Chen Mo, forget it."

Cheng Fei grabbed Chen Mo's wrist, thus blocking Song Bin's attempt to kill Charon with a single stab.

These two brutes are ready to fight at the drop of a hat.

I'm so tired...

"It's just three gold coins, here you go."

Cheng Fei took out three pieces of gold and shaped them into coins with her hands.

Even as his neck was about to be snapped, Charon reached out and caught the three gold coins.

"Please...."

"Things are a bit strange, it's best to listen to him."

Cheng Fei patted Chen Mo's arm, trying to stop him from actually strangling Charon to death.

"Then I'll trust you this once."

Chen Mo released Charon's neck, and Charon, whose neck had almost been snapped, fell to the ground with a thud.

"Three brave warriors, please aboard the ship."

Charon was neither angry nor resentful about Chen Mo's actions; he smiled and picked up the oars.

Chen Mo and the other two boarded the dilapidated little boat, which then rocked violently.

"There's something there..."

Song Bin touched the side of the boat beside him. It felt like ordinary wood, but a normal wooden boat couldn't possibly support the weight of the three of them.

Needless to say, Chen Mo alone weighs over five tons.

This is due to the excessive density of the human body, which leads to a sudden increase in weight. Therefore, martial artists who have reached a certain level of strength will not choose to travel by means of transportation.

Even if the furniture in your home is made of special alloy materials, ordinary furniture will be ruined if you sit on it.

"Let's go..."

The ferry swayed gently forward on the River Styx, the boundless darkness enveloping everything around it.

"This black mist must be Erebus, right?"

Holding the Blood Slaughter Halberd in his arms, Song Bin looked down at the murky river outside and asked.

"Yes, it was just my father's corpse."

Charon nodded and uttered those words without any emotion.

"The God who represented primordial darkness died in darkness; this is the end for us imitations..."

Charon's words were profound, but after saying them, he fell silent as if he were dead.

Chen Mo and the other two stopped asking questions, as it was not their concern; their goal was the primordial blood in the underworld.

Time passed slowly, and after an unknown amount of time, the ferry crashed into the crimson earth.

"Three warriors, the gates of the underworld have been reached."

After securing the ferry, Karon stood aside waiting for Chen Mo and the others to disembark.