Chapter 688: Chapter 201: Free Attribute Points Break a Hundred! The... The Great Revered One? (10,000-word Mega Chapter, Seeking Subscriptions)_3

The surroundings were permeated with layers of Yin Energy, which seemed almost tangible, as if one could feel it by merely reaching out, like touching tufts of cotton.

And Fan Wu, having just arrived in the Netherworld, heard a series of whispering voices. They were a band of malevolent spirits from the Underworld discussing in low tones.

"The Ghost King hasn’t returned to the Underworld for quite a while now; I wonder what he’s been doing in the human realm for such a long time," a minor demon from the Underworld said to its companion, "And many Ghost Generals have also followed the Ghost King to the human realm. Could it be that the Ghost King has some new plan?"

The minor demon’s companion, full of curiosity, guessed, "Maybe, the Ghost King feels that his territory in the Underworld is already too vast and wants to expand his dominion into the human realm?"

"So the two of you, taking advantage of the Ghost King’s absence, are here fabricating stories about him, aren’t you?"

"Hey, how can this be called fabricating? We’re just reasonably speculating what the King might be up to. Don’t you wonder what the Ghost King is doing, bringing so many evil spirits to the human realm?"

"Yeah! It’s not like we’re not allowed to talk, right?"

"Ha! Sorry, but I’m really not curious at all. You two better not let slip any wrong words in a moment of carelessness. Otherwise, heh, I might have to take you away!"

"Speaking of which, I’ve never had the chance to catch a glimpse of the Ghost King. How great it would be to see him just once!"

"Indeed!"

"I wonder how the Ghost King is doing."

"..."

"He’s not doing well," an abrupt voice rang out beside the few demons.

This voice continued, "Before his demise, he was in great agony and screamed miserably for quite some time."

Such words made the group of malicious spirits pause abruptly.

They thought their discussion about the Ghost King was bold enough.

But they hadn’t expected there to be a ghost even bolder than themselves.

Surely this was bad-mouthing the Ghost King, wasn’t it?

No!

It was even a curse upon the Ghost King!

One of the evil spirits, without looking back, hurried away a bit. It had a face full of ominous expressions and was muttering curses, "Damn it... Who is speaking so recklessly here? Later, don’t let their blood splatter on me!"

After uttering these words, the spirit froze for a second, realizing that the voice which had spoken just now sounded incredibly strange.

At least, during its time serving here, it had never heard such a voice.

The few demons quickly reacted!

They hurriedly looked toward the direction from which the unexpected voice had come, and their eyes widened in shock.

Because...

They saw a living human.

It was a very large human!

So large that even in stature, he was much taller than these malevolent spirits. Moreover, the Yang energy radiating from his body was like an enormous furnace that seemed capable of effortlessly melting even steel.

Even though the man stood several steps away from them, they could still feel an extremely unpleasant sensation.

This feeling... could be compared to a commoner standing next to a malevolent spirit.

The sensation was similar.

Only that one side felt exceptionally hot, while the other felt especially cold.

The problem was.

This was the Netherworld!

Moreover, in the Netherworld, this place was the territory of their Ghost King, with hundreds of miles around being their domain. How could a living human have trespassed into their land?

It was indeed bizarre!

But following the oddness and astonishment came a thick greed.

This greed.

Uncontrollable.

Just as humans know that a certain place is very dangerous and might claim their lives, yet the benefits that place can bring cause their instincts to completely ignore the dangers.

That was the situation with this group of evil spirits.

The sliver of reason in their minds told them—this person, he’s very strange!

Possible, even dangerous.

However, the life-force radiating from Fan Wu was fatally tempting to them.

This kind of temptation.

Could easily overpower reason!

One of the evil spirits licked its dry lips, its green-faced and fierce appearance filled with covetousness, "Could it be that the Ghost King and the Ghost Generals, knowing that we brothers have been struggling to guard the rift passage, have sent us such a reward?"

It continued, "Then, they’ve sent up such a gift just for us?!"

A more rational-minded evil spirit frowned, "We’d better inform the other ghosts. I always feel that there’s something strange about this man."

"What’s so strange?" A spirit driven by impulsive instincts, prevailing over caution, walked straight towards Fan Wu.

It could be said, it was brave!

Braver than its own Ghost King.

"So many evil spirits here, and he’s just one man," the evil spirit revealed its sharp fangs, "Besides, this is the Netherworld, our home turf, our territory!"

After saying this, the spirit, unable to wait any longer and seeing that Fan Wu made no move, actually reached out and gripped my arm.