Each of the nine dragon maidens possesses extraordinary abilities.

The object was about a foot long, its surface covered with fine patterns. The moment it left Lu Yueyuan's hand, the patterns lit up. At first, they were only dark red, like the last spark in the embers, but then they became brighter and brighter, as if awakened by the aura of this dead zone.

Finally, the towering altar appeared out of thin air and landed on the ground.

Lu Yueyuan flew to the altar, followed closely by Pride and Jealousy. Once they were up there, they saw that the altar floor was covered with drawings of unknown meaning.

“Jealousy, you stay here with me; arrogance, I'm leaving the protection of the Dharma to you.”

Lu Yueyuan tossed one of the storage rings to Jealousy, which was filled with food and various daily necessities.

In the distance, the dense black dots were startled by the huge commotion and all looked over in this direction.

The first dead soul stirred.

It was a humanoid creature, half-rotten, its body dragging on the ground below its chest. Its two withered arms gripped the ground as it crawled toward the stone platform like a spider. Then, a second, a third, and hordes of dead souls converged from all directions. Some emerged from the rock walls, some climbed up from the cliffs, and some even drifted down from the sky like polluted snowflakes.

Lu Yueyuan looked at Aoman: "Keep it up."

Jealousy chimed in, "Go, boss! Beat them to a pulp!"

Arrogance, his face pale, watched as the black dots formed an army, surging towards him like a tide, and could only nod: "Okay."

Arrogance materialized into a blade, which he kicked out and descended from the sky. In an instant, all the strange phenomena of heaven and earth and magical treasures were unleashed.

A terrifying light cleaved the heavens and earth, pulling all the dead souls into the arrogant celestial phenomenon.

Lu Yueyuan gazed into the distance.

In retrospect, arrogance kills souls just like killing chicks.

Faced with the arrogant all-out attack, they had no chance of resistance and were all wiped out.

But only Lu Yueyuan knew how disgusting the game developers had made this place when he played the game "Jiuyi" in his previous life.

This place is the Endless Trial Grounds, where players control their characters to farm materials and level up. Waves of monsters will come, and they will increase the resistance of the corresponding attributes based on the character you are currently using.

If it's magic, it will increase magic resistance. If it's weapon crafting, it will increase weapon crafting resistance. If it's a curse, it will increase curse resistance...

During the game, the performance of the Dead Souls was already incredibly powerful, but after Lu Yueyuan transmigrated, these monsters became even more overpowered.

They do not have divine consciousness, but they can exchange information with each other. They learn from every enemy they have fought, and the Land of Death will also give birth to correspondingly powerful undead souls. The reason why the White Mountain Ancestor's proxy suffered a loss was because he made the first move and had been thoroughly analyzed. Therefore, the Land of Death generated an undead soul specifically targeting him, which injured him under the restraint.

It's not that the White Mountain Ancestor's successor is weak, but rather that the Land of Death is too powerful.

Only something equally incredible can counter this kind of heaven-defying mechanism. In the simulation, Lu Yueyuan remembered that only a few people could completely destroy the Death Land.

That's right, Ji Cheng was one of them.

That punch, delivered after stepping on the right foot with the left and ascending to heaven, not only ravaged the land of death but also shattered the entire world.

Lu Yueyuan could only watch in despair as that punch descended from the sky.

One punch shatters the world's soul, sir, I am the protector of your pulse.

Arrogance doesn't have the overpowered mechanics and terrifying stats that Ji Cheng mentioned, so it unleashes its ultimate move right from the start, which will undoubtedly allow the Death Souls to grow stronger in the future.

Furthermore, since Lu Yueyuan restricted Pride to using only the spells he taught her, the Death Soul's resistance to her spells will definitely increase.

By then, arrogance will be like scraping your skin.

The dead souls are endless, and the spiritual energy that Arrogance can absorb here is limited. Even though Lu Yueyuan prepared a lot of spirit stones for her, ten days of continuous combat would still make her tired and numb.

The question now is whether arrogance leads to utter despair or courageous confrontation.

As the old saying goes, a person either erupts in silence or perishes in silence, and Lu Yueyuan certainly hoped that arrogance would choose the former.

Therefore, he also prepared a backup plan. If arrogance really couldn't hold out, he would take the backup plan.

but......

Lu Yueyuan looked at the arrogant figure.

She will absolutely not back down.

He firmly believed this.

In those countless simulations, arrogance charged at him time and time again. She experienced fear, sadness, anger, and despair... But no matter how Lu Yueyuan trampled on her, in the very end, she would always launch her own attack.

Arrogance will never give up.

That stubborn spirit was precisely the precious quality that Lu Yueyuan valued.

Moreover, the spells he taught Pride were not simple. As long as Pride could fully comprehend them in battle, she would also grow, and her growth rate would be faster than that of the Dead Soul.

Before Lu Yueyuan summoned the true form of death, arrogance might have already begun its counterattack.

Lu Yueyuan gestured to Jealousy not to run around, then took out the Nether Crystal from his storage ring.

The black stones that look like bull horns are a specialty of Youzhou. They are believed to strengthen the soul, and many cultivators use them to refine their souls. However, no one knows that these stones are actually essential tools for summoning death.

Lu Yueyuan cut his palm with a stone, and a strange scene unfolded: the wound from the stone began to bleed profusely like flowing water.

He squatted down and began to paint on the altar, dipping his brush in his own blood.

The ground, which already had strange and unusual images, was quickly covered by Lu Yueyuan's blood paintings. His paintings became even more abstract, leaving Jealousy, who was standing to the side, completely bewildered.

Only Lu Yueyuan himself knew that what he was drawing was a simulation of his own tragic death countless times in the future.

The God of Death, whose name is [True Self Emperor].

Of all the gods, He is the only surviving nature god and the greatest survivor of the Twilight Age, because no one is willing to step into His divine path, and naturally no one can replace Him. The nature god himself does not possess human consciousness, so He is not very concerned about whether He has a successor.

He remained faithful to the Way of Heaven, diligently carrying out His strategy of death, leading all things in the world to their demise. Whether cultivators or agents of the gods, all would one day return to the embrace of death. He was ruthless yet extremely fair, thus being the most despised deity among all.

At the same time, because of the conflict of powers, He was also hated by the believers of the Great Virtue of Life. In the era when the four gods roamed the nine provinces, the Holy Emperor of Eternal Annihilation was exiled, while the Great Emperor of True Self was imprisoned here.

That's right, the Netherworld is actually the prison of the True Self Emperor.

He is imprisoned here and can only exercise the power of death, leading all beings to death, but he can do nothing else.

Even if there are people who believe in death, the final result will be nothing more than being imprisoned here along with death.

Lu Yueyuan kept drawing abstract images of his tragic death. The more he drew, the clearer the memories became, and he even experienced phantom pain in his body.

Poke...

He stopped what he was doing and turned to look at Jealousy, who was squatting beside him.

She stared at her with wide eyes and asked, "My lord, do you really have to concentrate? May I disturb you?"

Lu Yueyuan nodded: "Okay, what's up?"

"Hmm... I don't understand what you're drawing, but seeing you use blood to paint feels really eerie," Jealousy said. "Shall I chat with you?"

“I’m going to paint here for ten days,” Lu Yueyuan said.

“Okay, then I’ll chat with you for ten days,” Jealousy said with a smile.

In the distance, a burst of black light erupted.

The earth rumbled and rose up, and a dead soul the size of a mountain raised its head. It had four arms, its entire body was shrouded in death energy, its white face had no features, and its body was covered with faceless heads.

The land of death has begun to absorb the arrogant celestial phenomena, and the newly born remnant souls are beginning to develop resistance to the arrogant spiritual energy.

Jealousy looked at him with some concern: "Is the boss alright?"

As Lu Yueyuan drew, he said, "She shouldn't have used her full strength at the beginning. Fighting a dead soul is like a long-distance race. If you use your full strength at the beginning, you might not be able to keep going in the middle."

Jealousy said, "That's terrible. If the boss can't protect you, I can't protect you either."

“That’s right, I can’t stop now that I’ve started drawing. If the dead souls come up, we’ll all die together.”

Jealousy quickly pulled out his mechanical creations: "I've made a lot of Protective Type 2s; they'll definitely protect us!"

These little robots all carry swords, and at Jealousy's command, the leader immediately draws his.

"Loyalty!" the mechanical creations shouted in unison.

Lu Yueyuan watched calmly.

In fact, these mechanical constructs are useless. If the dead souls rush up, they are already doing their duty if they can resist for even a second.

Lu Yueyuan didn't expect jealousy to protect him. Just as he planned, if arrogance really couldn't be resisted, he would use a backup plan.

He looked up at arrogance.

She had already used the technique Lu Yueyuan had taught her; countless afterimages simultaneously pierced the giant dead soul, and in an instant, half of its body was annihilated.

With a bang, it collapsed.

Arrogance was panting in the sky; this was only the second wave, and she was already finding it a bit tricky.

Time passed little by little. Here, there was no sun or moon, and one could not feel the passage of time. Jealousy, who was initially full of energy, gradually became tired. She ate and slept, slept and ate, and then stayed by Lu Yueyuan's side, painting with him. She didn't even have the courage to create any mechanisms.

Those little robots are still standing guard there, and they can operate for a long time as long as they only need to be replaced with spirit stones periodically.

It should be the third day now. Lu Yueyuan has drawn 563 ways he died. He looked up at Arrogance and, sure enough, the situation had become very bad.

Above the sky, a dead soul with a body similar to Pride appeared. It used death energy as a sword and fought Pride to a standstill. At the same time, many dead souls on the ground were charging up the hillside. Pride fought back and intercepted them at the same time, gradually becoming exhausted.

Strange phenomena in the heavens and earth!

One of the dead soul's hands suddenly turned into a chicken leg. It stopped and looked at its hand. Taking advantage of this moment, Pride and Shadow switched places and instantly disappeared, severing its head.

Immediately afterwards, she transformed into countless afterimages, clashing with the army of dead souls on the ground.

It was another endless battle.

Day 4, Day 5, Day 6.

Arrogance was severely wounded.

She was finally reaching her limit. Although she was constantly taking pills to keep her spiritual energy circulating, the side effects of the pills had begun to cause her dantian to ache, and cracks had appeared in her entire spiritual sea. At the same time, her skin was contaminated with death energy, and many places had become necrotic, which could not be healed by healing pills.

She watched with jealousy and worry, wanting to help several times, but seeing Lu Yueyuan painting earnestly beside her, she ultimately stayed by his side.

Lu Yueyuan has already painted 13,464 paintings of death.

His shadow had risen from the ground and stood behind him like a person.

Jealousy, seeing the screams, cowered to the side in fright: "Agent, your shadow has appeared!"

Lu Yueyuan reassured him, "Don't be afraid."

"How could I not be scared? This guy is terrifying!"

Shadows are the tentacles of death.

Children are afraid of their own shadows. Legend has it that because children are young, they still retain a lot of life purity in their bodies, so they subconsciously fear death.

In reality, the power of the True Self Emperor is not limited to death; He represents spirit, mind, shadow, darkness, destruction, authenticity, dreams... He dwells in the corners of people's hearts and is always with humanity.

Death is filled with great terror, a terror that even the agents cannot bear. Yan Qianjie, having lost the protection of the Heavenly Venerable, does not want to experience it a second time.

That terror is the shadow you've feared since childhood, the illusion you have when you look in the mirror, and the most authentic "true self" within you.

Lu Yueyuan's hands were trembling as he painted, and he even saw phantoms appearing before his eyes. He had died so many times and seen his true self so many times that his heart had long been numbed by fear.

He suddenly laughed and said, "Jealousy, let's chat. Didn't you say you'd chat with me?"

Jealousy said, "Okay, okay... Lord Agent, what do you want me to talk to you about? Anything is fine!"

Lu Yueyuan said, "Tell me about your past, the happy times, the joyful times, the sad times, just say whatever comes to mind..."

Jealousy said, "Okay, okay... Ah, I don't know where to start. How about I talk about the mute sister? But do you want to hear it? I feel like you're in a really bad state right now."

Lu Yueyuan said, "Sister? Sister is great, you know what? I like you. When I was in the small mountain village, my favorite was Sister Yanzi. Later, when I came to Jiuyi Sect, I liked Sister Zhaoran. Actually, I think I'm a really terrible person. I fall in love with every girl I meet, and I'm also cowardly. I don't dare to face the past. In Jiuyi Sect, I only know how to live a life of debauchery."

He started rambling incoherently, and his hand holding the stone trembled slightly.

"This is terrible. Who would do this if they weren't forced into it? Sigh, big sister, I'll go find a few more when I have time. I can't help it, what can I do? I'm such a lecher."

Jealousy suddenly stirred within her, and she moved behind Lu Yueyuan.

"If you're going to make a move, then now is the time." Amidst the chaotic words, Lu Yueyuan's mind remained clear. "Are you going to make a move?" Jealousy. "No matter who's behind you, no matter how you managed to evade the Holy Emperor's power, you can make your move now. The opportunity is excellent. Look, my shadow has already grabbed my neck."

But then he heard a voice filled with jealousy and fear: "Whatever you are, you monster, release my proxy!"

She reached out and tugged at Lu Yueyuan's shadow.

"Acting Master, please wake up! This guy is pinching you!"

.........

Lu Yueyuan used his free hand to flip over and grab the shadow, pressing it to the ground, while his other hand continued drawing: "You've been a great help. Jealousy, without your reminder, I would have lost my way."

Jealousy, pale-faced, slumped to the ground: "That was terrifying! What on earth is that thing?"

Lu Yueyuan said, "This is the gaze of death. When a person is about to die, they will have memories of the past in their mind. At this time, the shadow will come to life."