Chapter 373 - 66_5
But the latter obviously failed, and even whether the former succeeded was still open to question.
Because aside from the mysterious aura, the other party didn’t exert much pressure on his perception.
Li Zhiyuan still remembered that "good friend" of Wei Zhengdao buried under the peach tree at Big Beard’s house,
who, even after turning into a Corpse that was about to dissipate, imposed an indescribable sense of oppression when traversing the Underworld. The twenty skinned, boiled prawns led by Ding Dalin and Secretary Jin were the best proof.
Li Zhiyuan later suspected that perhaps it was because of this connection that for several months afterward, no Corpse dared appear near his hometown. After all, there was already a tiger lying atop this mountain.
The only one that emerged during this period was an outsider from the sea.
*Since you’re not that powerful and terrifying, then I don’t need to be too afraid of you.* You’re just a pitiful wretch hiding in the underground palace you deceived "her" into building after betraying her, barely clinging to life.
"The exit should be in the main chamber behind you. When you designed and built this place, you must have imagined that one day you’d recover. I don’t believe you’d trap yourself here.
Let us pass, we want to leave here. We promise not to touch anything in your main chamber."
The masked man turned and walked to the kneeling male corpse in front of him. He raised his hand, revealing a bell, and began to shake it.
From within the male corpse came the sound of an egg breaking, and soon a snake’s head emerged from his mouth, swaying to the bell’s rhythm, before retreating back inside.