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Chapter 933: Chapter 960 I’ll Just Take a Look! (Thanks to Cupid for the 10,000 Rewards) Chapter 933: Chapter 960 I’ll Just Take a Look! (Thanks to Cupid for the 10,000 Rewards) Fireproof, burglar-proof, Yang Zhen-proof?

Hearing this, Ren Changsheng was completely stupefied.

That was only because it was Yang Zhen. If it had been anyone else, Ren Changsheng would have slapped them long ago, scolding them for talking nonsense!

Yet, seeing Yang Zhen’s smug expression, for some reason, Ren Changsheng felt a chill down his spine.

“You just said the Great Nether Dynasty is up to no good here, right?” Yang Zhen didn’t notice the look on Ren Changsheng’s face and asked without turning back.

Ren Changsheng hurriedly replied, “They’re doing inhuman things. I’ve personally witnessed people from the Great Nether Dynasty capturing over thirty young girls. Although I don’t know what became of those girls, they definitely weren’t captured for taking in disciples or passing down their legacy.”

Yang Zhen curled his lips and said, “I’m not interested in how many young girls they’ve captured. Maybe they have some special hobby. Since it’s an inhuman act, just finish the job and be done with it. Oh right, isn’t there a Derivative Stone not far ahead?”

Ren Changsheng’s face turned pale, and he quickly caught up to Yang Zhen’s side, whispering, “Yang Zhen, don’t act recklessly. Let’s not even mention that the Derivative Stone is guarded by countless prohibitions. Even if you really managed to break in, you wouldn’t be able to take it away. You might alarm the enemy, and if they get prepared, we’d die no matter how many of us come.”

Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, “Don’t worry, I’m the most low-key person there is. I wouldn’t do something as amateurish as startling the grass and frightening the snake. A Derivative Stone, huh? That’s a fine thing capable of reflecting one’s spiritual root, the best medium used by sects to recruit disciples. I still don’t even know what a Derivative Stone looks like.”

Ren Changsheng looked at Yang Zhen with a puzzled face and asked tentatively, “Are you truly just taking a glance?”

“Just one glance and then leave, absolutely!” Yang Zhen assured.

Ren Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief and said with a laugh, “If it’s just a glance, that’s not impossible. Just be careful, that’s all.”

With that said, the group of four continued walking inward.

“Kid, do you really plan to take on the Great Nether Purgatory alone?”

Sao Saint whispered sneakily from Yang Zhen’s shoulder, his face showing an uncertain expression, looking somewhat hesitant.

Yang Zhen was startled and glanced at Sao Saint, whispering back, “What, is there some danger here that I, Brother Sao Saint, can’t handle?”

Sao Saint shook his head subtly, saying, “It’s not clear if it’s dangerous, but there’s a strange and eerie aura inside. Even I don’t know what it is, and it makes me feel a bit uneasy.”

Yang Zhen jumped in fright and subconsciously stopped in his tracks.

Anything that could make Sao Saint feel uneasy was definitely not a good thing; there might indeed be danger.

Or more precisely… what the hell was the Great Nether Purgatory up to, to make even Sao Saint, who usually loved chaos, so cautious?

When Ren Changsheng saw Yang Zhen stop, he relaxed and again urged, “Brother Yang, this place is extraordinarily bizarre. Let’s wait for others to arrive before we continue downward.”

Just then, a rustling sound came through. Had it not been for the sudden silence among the four, it would have been nearly inaudible.

Upon hearing this sound, everyone’s expression changed, especially Sao Saint’s, who let out a screech, his fur bristling as he urged anxiously, “Damn it, not good, kid, run!”

Yang Zhen didn’t look much better, as he grabbed little Daoist and ran like the wind, shouting without looking back, “Brother Ren, run!”

Ren Changsheng didn’t dare to dally and immediately chased after Yang Zhen, sprinting like mad.

Countless black bugs swarmed from all directions toward the four of them, their heads eerily resembling human faces. Although only the size of a fingernail, the expressions on their faces were vivid, and within their expressionless visages lurked a sinister, creepy smile. The rigid black faces featured pairs of sharp teeth that gleamed coldly, clearly indicating deadly venom.

“Damn!”

Yang Zhen was baffled. What in the world were these things?

Seeing these bugs, Yang Zhen had no doubt that being surrounded by them—and much less being bitten by just one of them—would mean they wouldn’t get out for a while, if ever. They might even die here without a bone left.

Ren Changsheng’s scalp tingled as he yelled, “Brother Yang, what the hell are these things?”

Who am I supposed to ask?

Yang Zhen glanced at Ren Changsheng, threw Han Yan’er into the air, and bellowed, “Seeking death!”

Boom—!

Yang Zhen’s body suddenly erupted in a terrifying wave of fire, and the ghastly white flames instantly became pervasive, sweeping towards the countless beetles flying in.

The endless beetles let out a series of roaring sounds, like the wails of demons from the Nine Nether Purgatory, sending shivers down one’s spine.

Han Yan’er’s face turned extremely pale, daring not to descend from mid-air.

Not only were these insects frightening, but they were also disgusting, secreting a viscous liquid that made one want to vomit.

Especially with Yang Zhen’s Netherworld Karma Fire burning, a pungent smell spread, causing dizziness and blurred vision.

“Go!”

Yang Zhen shouted sternly, taking Ren Changsheng, who was shell-shocked, and leaping toward Han Yan’er. He hoisted her onto his shoulder and disappeared at the end of the road.

“Damn it, to conjure up so many bugs, truly heartless. The Essence Stone must be taken today; if I don’t teach them a lesson, they’ll really think I, Sao Saint, came here for tourism?”

Yang Zhen cursed all the way, causing Ren Changsheng to turn pale, looking at Yang Zhen with a face full of confusion and shock in his eyes.

“Those are Ghoulface Bugs, a type of evil insect that lives inside human corpses, and they are one of the favorite insects of some wicked Gu cultivators in the Southern Region. Why are there so many here?” Cheap Cat explained with lingering fear.

There are… so many?

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhen shook all over, and Han Yan’er’s face turned a bit pale.

Ghoulface Bugs, a name Yang Zhen had also heard of; it’s said that these creatures can only survive by parasitizing bodies, and if they leave the host for more than three days, they will undoubtedly die.

But there were not less than eighty thousand to a hundred thousand insects here, which meant in the Great Nether Purgatory, there must be a lot of corpses, right?

At the same time, the group couldn’t help but think of those girls who had been captured!

In the depths of the Great Nether Purgatory, a figure covered with black bugs trembled violently, the insects falling from his body with hysterical screeches.

“You bastards, to actually possess Netherworld Karma Fire and burn so many of my Ghoulface Bugs, I will make you wish for death, and turn you into human bugs.”

The figure’s voice was hoarse, resembling the roaring of countless insects, chilling to the bone.

The young master of the purgatory flashed a playful smile and spoke, “Insect Immortal, there’s no need for anger. According to the information this young master has obtained, Yang Zhen has practiced the Body Refining Method. Just him alone could elevate your cultivation by two Heaven Realms.”

Insect Immortal trembled all over, a flicker of emotion crossing his unclear face, saying in a deep voice, “Is that true?”

The young master of purgatory laughed heartily, saying, “This young master never deceives. Yang Zhen and the others are now heading towards the Essence Stone; that place is one of the few strong prohibitions in the Great Nether Purgatory. If Insect Immortal is interested, why not join this young master to watch a good show?”

Insect Immortal let out a series of rustling laughter, walking while saying, “I want to capture Yang Zhen alive. His Netherworld Karma Fire is mine; the rest, you deal with as you please.”

The young master of purgatory’s face flashed a cold smile, saying, “This young master’s interest in Yang Zhen is limited. Today, quite a few people have intruded into the purgatory. Those people are the main targets this young master needs to deal with.”

Both men harbored their own thoughts, not in the slightest hurry, slowly heading in the direction of the Essence Stone.

…

Yang Zhen stared blankly at the terrifying scene in front of him, somewhat dumbstruck.

The Essence Stone lay not far off, with only two paths around it, one leading in and one leading out.

But eerily, in the path leading in, there lay many crisscrossed white bones, among which were not a few Celestial Phase experts.

Especially one skeleton, not dead for more than three to five years, still emitted the aura of Celestial Phase cultivation, making one’s heart pound with fear.

“Yang… Brother Yang, those people might have already found out where we are. We should leave quickly, as there’s no way out here,” Ren Changsheng suggested.

Yang Zhen glanced at Ren Changsheng, grinned, and casually said, “Step on my footprints, don’t miss a single step. Those with big feet, tread on your tiptoes!”