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Chapter 286
chapter 0160 part 1
Tang Song's Divine Sense pierced the widening crack, revealing a desolate world within, where only darkness and lava existed. It was an extremely harsh environment.
The land was scorched black, lava rivers flowed everywhere, and countless bizarre creatures roamed the barren, scorched earth!
"Hell!?"
Tang Song's Divine Sense radiated several kilometers through the crack in the Magic Array. In the few kilometers of scorched earth his Divine Sense could perceive, tens of thousands of demons lived densely packed together.
Scorched black land, lava cracks everywhere, glowing red lava, Lesser Demons walking aimlessly like zombies.
From time to time, demons would fall into the boiling lava, turning into a wisp of smoke.
The sky was also filled with densely packed demons with fleshy membranes. These demons circled in the air, occasionally swooping down, extending their claws to snatch a Lesser Demon from the ground. A group of Winged Demons would then swarm over, fighting to tear apart the food in its grasp, instantly splattering purplish-black blood across the air.
The harsh environment and the creatures constantly slaughtering each other made Tang Song somewhat suspicious. Had the Undead Wizard opened a Passage to Hell before his death?
A Teleportation Beam descended from the Magic Array, leading directly into this world. Without any radiance, illuminated only by the firelight of the Lava Sea, the Abyss of Hell, the light beam cast by this Magic Array was exceptionally conspicuous.
Countless demons surrounded this light beam, from top to bottom, completely encircling it, like a straw covered in sugar, swarming with densely packed ants.
Tang Song tried cutting through with two streams of Sword Qi, severing the Bluestone Slabs beneath the Black Market, but the Magic Array, condensed from black flame, remained stubbornly suspended in the air even without the ground as support.
Waves of low demonic whispers and roars emanated from within the Magic Array.
"Boss! You should retreat first! Kane and I will handle this!"
Listening to the roars growing closer from within the Magic Array's flames, Lane drew his Rapier from his waist, pulling Tang Song back while simultaneously scolding the Training Camp Gunmen: "Escort the Boss out! Quickly!"
"No need!" Tang Song's Divine Sense was in close proximity to the Teleportation Beam opened by the Magic Array. Feeling its strength, he had a good idea of the situation.
He smiled slightly, waved his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, four Ghoul White Bone Banners immediately rose from the four corners of the Troll Black Market, whirling and flying before him.
Tang Song pointed with two fingers, and the four White Bone Banners descended around the Magic Array. As the White Bone Banners unfurled, black energy hung down. Instantly, Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, leading over a dozen Ghost Gods and hundreds of Underworld Soldiers, appeared in formation. These Ghost Gods and Underworld Soldiers, enveloped in black mist, were products of the White Bone Banner's Restriction Formation. Theoretically, as long as the White Bone Banners were not destroyed, these Underworld Soldiers were immortal and indestructible. The host of Underworld Soldiers and Ghost Gods completely surrounded the Magic Array.
That wasn't all. Tang Song patted his Five Yin Wallet. The Wallet opened, and from the black vortex, hundreds of jade-like beads poured out, clattering onto the ground. With clicking sounds, these rolling jade beads transformed one by one, like Transformers, from thumb-sized beads into Skeleton Demons over two meters tall, spitting phosphorescent fire.
These Skeleton Demons, with bones as hard as iron and mouths spewing poison smoke, stood at the end of the Underworld Soldier formation.
Some Skeleton Demons directly leaped onto the ceiling. Their sharp bone claws pierced the stone ceiling like cutting tofu, overlooking the Magic Array spitting black flames from above.
The Ghost Gods and Underworld Soldiers formed by the White Bone Banner's Restriction Formation, plus hundreds of Skeleton Demons, totaled nearly a thousand Underworld Soldiers and Ghost Generals surrounding the Magic Array.
"Crack!"
Tang Song, stroking his chin and pondering whether this force was sufficient, turned his head.
The host of Underworld Soldiers and Ghost Gods also turned their heads along with his gaze. A Training Camp Gunman from Southeast Asia, trembling, bent down to pick up his gun. Seeing the gaze of countless Ghost Gods, he showed Tang Song an expression uglier than crying:
"B-Boss, I didn't mean to..."
It wasn't just him. The Training Camp Gunmen, who originally thought they were brave enough, felt their limbs go weak facing these undead creatures and moving skeletons.
These Gunmen, who were said to have reached the peak of human physical ability, felt their hands and feet turn soft.
Tang Song waved his hand and said:
"Lane, Kane, you're not needed here. Take them and thoroughly search this Troll Black Market. We came all this way; we should at least take some spoils of war back!"
"Boss! You..."
Lane was about to say something, but then he saw the Ghost Gods and Skeleton Demons. It seemed he couldn't be of much help here either.
He swallowed his words, nodded towards Tang Song, accepted the order, and led the Gunmen to begin ransacking the entire Troll Black Market.
"Buzz!"
Tang Song turned back and sat on the chair, stroking the trembling Tiger Head. A black Hornless Flood Dragon, as thick as a bucket, coiled beside him in a Snake Formation, flicking its tongue towards the Magic Array.
His Divine Sense felt the densely packed demons about to surge out from the Magic Array's Teleportation Passage.
Tang Song thought for a moment, then flicked a finger. A brass bell shot out, flying above the Magic Array. With its opening facing down, it spun rapidly.
With each rotation, the bell doubled in size. After seven or eight rotations, a giant, golden Great Desolation Bell hung suspended in the air above the Magic Array.
Hiss! Just as Tang Song lit another cigar and had taken a couple of puffs, a grating scratching sound, like fingernails scraping against glass, came from within the Magic Array.
Then, an arm with black claws emerged from the crack in the Magic Array. A creature with flesh wings, closely resembling Gollum from Lord of the Rings, crawled out of the glowing red Magic Array crack, smelling the meaty scent of human souls and the fragrance of souls.
It split open a large mouth that stretched back to its head, filled with barbed fangs, and let out a roar, "Clang!"
This Winged Demon crawled out of the Passage, and just as it was about to flap its flesh wings to take flight and survey this new hunting ground, a bell sound rang out above its head.
The Great Desolation Bell's Soul Suppressing Restriction reverberated with the bell sound.
With a thud, the demon's head swam, and it fell headfirst onto the ground.
Four White Bone Banners sent down streams of black energy, wrapping around the demon's fleshy membrane, limbs, and head, pulling forcefully.
The stunned demon was instantly torn into pieces. Purplish-black demon blood, along with its internal organs, splattered everywhere.
However, the four White Bone Banners didn't seem to mind. After dividing the bulk of the demon's corpse, streams of black energy descended, not even sparing the steaming purplish-black internal organs on the ground, and rolled them into the Banners.
Chewing sounds echoed within the Bone Banners. The appearance of this Winged Demon seemed to break a certain calm. Accompanied by grating shrieks, another large group of Winged Demons crawled out of the Lava Rift.
"Clang!"
The Great Desolation Bell rang out, its sound vibrating. These demons, who had just climbed out of the Hell Dimension, were stretching their flesh wings and fleshy membranes. One after another, they fell headfirst onto the ground.
The black energy from the White Bone Banners rained down, rolling up one demon corpse after another, swallowing them whole into the Banners.
Seven or eight, dozens, hundreds... Winged Demons with flesh wings.
Fallen Demons resembling zombies, carrying iron chains.
Possessing Demons like ghosts, turning into wisps of black smoke.
Under the Great Desolation Bell, these formless demons suffered the most tragic fate, directly dispersed into smoke and dust by the bell sound.
The world on this side of the Passage seemed to hold an indescribable temptation for demons. The Magic Array's Passage opening was only about three meters wide.
Tang Song's Divine Sense pierced the widening crack, revealing a desolate world within, where only darkness and lava existed. It was an extremely harsh environment.
The land was scorched black, lava rivers flowed everywhere, and countless bizarre creatures roamed the barren, scorched earth!
"Hell!?"
Tang Song's Divine Sense radiated several kilometers through the crack in the Magic Array. In the few kilometers of scorched earth his Divine Sense could perceive, tens of thousands of demons lived densely packed together.
Scorched black land, lava cracks everywhere, glowing red lava, Lesser Demons walking aimlessly like zombies.
From time to time, demons would fall into the boiling lava, turning into a wisp of smoke.
The sky was also filled with densely packed demons with fleshy membranes. These demons circled in the air, occasionally swooping down, extending their claws to snatch a Lesser Demon from the ground. A group of Winged Demons would then swarm over, fighting to tear apart the food in its grasp, instantly splattering purplish-black blood across the air.
The harsh environment and the creatures constantly slaughtering each other made Tang Song somewhat suspicious. Had the Undead Wizard opened a Passage to Hell before his death?
A Teleportation Beam descended from the Magic Array, leading directly into this world. Without any radiance, illuminated only by the firelight of the Lava Sea, the Abyss of Hell, the light beam cast by this Magic Array was exceptionally conspicuous.
Countless demons surrounded this light beam, from top to bottom, completely encircling it, like a straw covered in sugar, swarming with densely packed ants.
Tang Song tried cutting through with two streams of Sword Qi, severing the Bluestone Slabs beneath the Black Market, but the Magic Array, condensed from black flame, remained stubbornly suspended in the air even without the ground as support.
Waves of low demonic whispers and roars emanated from within the Magic Array.
"Boss! You should retreat first! Kane and I will handle this!"
Listening to the roars growing closer from within the Magic Array's flames, Lane drew his Rapier from his waist, pulling Tang Song back while simultaneously scolding the Training Camp Gunmen: "Escort the Boss out! Quickly!"
"No need!" Tang Song's Divine Sense was in close proximity to the Teleportation Beam opened by the Magic Array. Feeling its strength, he had a good idea of the situation.
He smiled slightly, waved his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, four Ghoul White Bone Banners immediately rose from the four corners of the Troll Black Market, whirling and flying before him.
Tang Song pointed with two fingers, and the four White Bone Banners descended around the Magic Array. As the White Bone Banners unfurled, black energy hung down. Instantly, Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, leading over a dozen Ghost Gods and hundreds of Underworld Soldiers, appeared in formation. These Ghost Gods and Underworld Soldiers, enveloped in black mist, were products of the White Bone Banner's Restriction Formation. Theoretically, as long as the White Bone Banners were not destroyed, these Underworld Soldiers were immortal and indestructible. The host of Underworld Soldiers and Ghost Gods completely surrounded the Magic Array.
That wasn't all. Tang Song patted his Five Yin Wallet. The Wallet opened, and from the black vortex, hundreds of jade-like beads poured out, clattering onto the ground. With clicking sounds, these rolling jade beads transformed one by one, like Transformers, from thumb-sized beads into Skeleton Demons over two meters tall, spitting phosphorescent fire.
These Skeleton Demons, with bones as hard as iron and mouths spewing poison smoke, stood at the end of the Underworld Soldier formation.
Some Skeleton Demons directly leaped onto the ceiling. Their sharp bone claws pierced the stone ceiling like cutting tofu, overlooking the Magic Array spitting black flames from above.
The Ghost Gods and Underworld Soldiers formed by the White Bone Banner's Restriction Formation, plus hundreds of Skeleton Demons, totaled nearly a thousand Underworld Soldiers and Ghost Generals surrounding the Magic Array.
"Crack!"
Tang Song, stroking his chin and pondering whether this force was sufficient, turned his head.
The host of Underworld Soldiers and Ghost Gods also turned their heads along with his gaze. A Training Camp Gunman from Southeast Asia, trembling, bent down to pick up his gun. Seeing the gaze of countless Ghost Gods, he showed Tang Song an expression uglier than crying:
"B-Boss, I didn't mean to..."
It wasn't just him. The Training Camp Gunmen, who originally thought they were brave enough, felt their limbs go weak facing these undead creatures and moving skeletons.
These Gunmen, who were said to have reached the peak of human physical ability, felt their hands and feet turn soft.
Tang Song waved his hand and said:
"Lane, Kane, you're not needed here. Take them and thoroughly search this Troll Black Market. We came all this way; we should at least take some spoils of war back!"
"Boss! You..."
Lane was about to say something, but then he saw the Ghost Gods and Skeleton Demons. It seemed he couldn't be of much help here either.
He swallowed his words, nodded towards Tang Song, accepted the order, and led the Gunmen to begin ransacking the entire Troll Black Market.
"Buzz!"
Tang Song turned back and sat on the chair, stroking the trembling Tiger Head. A black Hornless Flood Dragon, as thick as a bucket, coiled beside him in a Snake Formation, flicking its tongue towards the Magic Array.
His Divine Sense felt the densely packed demons about to surge out from the Magic Array's Teleportation Passage.
Tang Song thought for a moment, then flicked a finger. A brass bell shot out, flying above the Magic Array. With its opening facing down, it spun rapidly.
With each rotation, the bell doubled in size. After seven or eight rotations, a giant, golden Great Desolation Bell hung suspended in the air above the Magic Array.
Hiss! Just as Tang Song lit another cigar and had taken a couple of puffs, a grating scratching sound, like fingernails scraping against glass, came from within the Magic Array.
Then, an arm with black claws emerged from the crack in the Magic Array. A creature with flesh wings, closely resembling Gollum from Lord of the Rings, crawled out of the glowing red Magic Array crack, smelling the meaty scent of human souls and the fragrance of souls.
It split open a large mouth that stretched back to its head, filled with barbed fangs, and let out a roar, "Clang!"
This Winged Demon crawled out of the Passage, and just as it was about to flap its flesh wings to take flight and survey this new hunting ground, a bell sound rang out above its head.
The Great Desolation Bell's Soul Suppressing Restriction reverberated with the bell sound.
With a thud, the demon's head swam, and it fell headfirst onto the ground.
Four White Bone Banners sent down streams of black energy, wrapping around the demon's fleshy membrane, limbs, and head, pulling forcefully.
The stunned demon was instantly torn into pieces. Purplish-black demon blood, along with its internal organs, splattered everywhere.
However, the four White Bone Banners didn't seem to mind. After dividing the bulk of the demon's corpse, streams of black energy descended, not even sparing the steaming purplish-black internal organs on the ground, and rolled them into the Banners.
Chewing sounds echoed within the Bone Banners. The appearance of this Winged Demon seemed to break a certain calm. Accompanied by grating shrieks, another large group of Winged Demons crawled out of the Lava Rift.
"Clang!"
The Great Desolation Bell rang out, its sound vibrating. These demons, who had just climbed out of the Hell Dimension, were stretching their flesh wings and fleshy membranes. One after another, they fell headfirst onto the ground.
The black energy from the White Bone Banners rained down, rolling up one demon corpse after another, swallowing them whole into the Banners.
Seven or eight, dozens, hundreds... Winged Demons with flesh wings.
Fallen Demons resembling zombies, carrying iron chains.
Possessing Demons like ghosts, turning into wisps of black smoke.
Under the Great Desolation Bell, these formless demons suffered the most tragic fate, directly dispersed into smoke and dust by the bell sound.
The world on this side of the Passage seemed to hold an indescribable temptation for demons. The Magic Array's Passage opening was only about three meters wide.
