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Wei Xian Gui couldn't bear to glance at the deceased Maid Granny, letting out a sigh as he said, "The women of the Wei Family cannot enter the Ancestral Tomb. Find a place to bury her properly. Because of me, he has endured much blame from the Wei Family throughout his life, which is why he had to move here. However, your efforts will not be in vain, for I am about to create our Zhu You's first 'God.'"
Wei Xian Gui looked at Wei Ning and added, "You are the culmination of generations of effort from the Wei Family. I do not wish for you to fail."
Wei Ning did not respond to Wei Xian Gui's words but picked up the half-buried body of Maid Granny. "The members of the Wei Family have all departed one by one. Now it seems that only you and I remain, yet we still have to fight among ourselves."
Wei Xian Gui replied, "It is indeed an honor, but not right now..."
Wei Ning shot him a cold glance and said, "Soon."
Suddenly, a sound echoed through the room, and instantly, the entire house was filled with a crackling noise. Wei Xian Gui's heart sank as his expression changed dramatically. "This is bad; Peng Laotou is up to something here!"
Before Wei Xian Gui could finish his sentence, a loud explosion erupted as the walls suddenly crumbled! The room began to shake violently as if an earthquake had struck, instantly disintegrating into countless splinters of wood.
In an instant, dust filled the air. Wei Ning and Wei Xian Gui realized the danger and quickly leaped into action. Wei Xian Gui shouted, "This is Wind Devouring Insect! It can consume everything in its path! That damned Old Ghost even in death seeks to harm me! We must leave quickly."
Peng Bai had indeed plotted thoroughly. Even in death, he left behind such a calamity for them. If it weren't for their vigilance, even with their Blood Corpse bodies, they would likely be consumed by this creature that could dissolve all things.
As Wei Xian Gui sprang into action, he suddenly noticed the drops of blood on the ground expanding infinitely, gushing forth like a spring. The entire room was once again engulfed in an endless Blood Sea.
Peng Bai had left a trap!
Wei Ning and Wei Xian Gui circulated their vital energy throughout their bodies, but the yellow powder enveloped them completely. As they stirred their palm winds to keep the Wind Devouring Insect at bay, dust swirled around them. Yet beneath their feet lay an endless Blood Sea that rendered them powerless to move. At that moment, poisonous insects began to crawl out in droves, seemingly blotting out the sun and leaving no chance for escape for the two of them.
With a thunderous roar, the formation left behind by Peng Bai activated. Amidst the dust, a yellow egg suddenly expanded, and then a spider-like creature burst forth from its shell. In an instant, it grew as large as a wheel, spitting silk and producing a continuous "sss" sound. The space was soon filled with spider silk, each strand as thick as a piece of cloth, quickly ensnaring the two individuals like a Net of Earth. Wei Xian Gui grimaced and said, "Well done, Peng Bai. Even in death, you manage to conjure such a monster. Truly impressive!"
This creature was known as Fangcun, an ancient evil spirit recorded in legends. It could spit silk and instantly trap the entire area, creating what was known as the 'Square Enclosure of Four Inches,' where nothing could escape.
Fangcun continued to spit silk, each strand not only thick but also possessing a unique stickiness that made both individuals hesitant to provoke it. Coupled with the endless swarm of this cursed creature advancing toward them, they found themselves in an increasingly perilous situation.
Within the Blood Sea, it seemed as if a fierce wind howled, obscuring any clear path forward. Suddenly, countless bloodied hands began to emerge from the depths of the Blood Sea. These hands were devoid of flesh, merely rows of skeletons swaying in the water, seemingly waiting for the two to fall into their grasp. Wei Xian Gui and Wei Ning found themselves with no solid ground beneath their feet. The pressure from the Wind Devouring Insect was overwhelming, leaving them no time to consider anything else. Their palm winds swept away these cursed creatures, but they were once again surrounded by spider silk from all directions. The ground seemed to be compressing beneath them; the air within the Net of Earth began to be drawn away bit by bit, and gravity pressed down on them relentlessly. Their faces turned pale as they struggled to hold on for just a moment longer before they both plunged into the Blood Sea.
At that moment, Wei Ning felt engulfed in darkness and silence. After what felt like an eternity, a foul stench assaulted his senses. Simultaneously, he sensed a sudden surge behind him, like roaring waves crashing against the shore.
A twisted voice erupted in laughter: "The great demon of the Wei Family! From this day forth, we shall sink together into this Nether Blood Sea! The Blood Sea is boundless; there is no turning back! Hahaha!" The mocking laughter grew more frenzied; it was Peng Bai's voice. Wei Ning's heart sank—had he and Wei Xian Gui truly descended into the most perilous depths of the Nether Blood Sea?
Around him, sounds intensified like thunderclaps; Wei Ning felt blood spray around him as countless white skeletal Zombies crawled up from the ground and riverbed. A chilling wind howled ominously; Wei Ning felt parched and inexplicably anxious.
At that moment, Wei Xian Gui spoke up: "Peng Bai, now we are eternally trapped here together; are you pleased?"
"Delighted! Absolutely delighted! After all, my life is wasted anyway; being able to drag you two down with me makes me very happy," Peng Bai replied.
Wei Xian Gui snorted coldly and was about to retort when Wei Ning interjected coolly: "If you two are only going to exchange insults here, then you might as well remain trapped forever. If you want to escape, let’s figure out a way together."
With those words from Wei Ning, both men fell silent. Though they were sworn enemies in life and death, at this critical juncture where survival was at stake, personal grudges were set aside. The priority was to break free from this Nether Blood Sea that had never seen anyone escape.
Rows of skeletons passed by Wei Ning and his companions, dragging their bodies along with wails that echoed throughout the Nether Blood Sea. Their bodies continuously floated up from the Blood Sea only to sink back down again repeatedly—whether they were searching for an escape or simply excited by the presence of three new companions remained unclear amidst their ceaseless moans.
Wei Ning couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. He thought to himself, if he couldn't find a way out in time, would he end up like them, becoming a mindless, grotesque skeleton or a Zombie?
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