Fantasy: I'm in a discarded alchemy room, but I can turn trash into treasure!

The Emperor of Life and Death slowly raised his head.

The gray-white soul gu had already entered its sea of ​​consciousness, and nine soul threads tightly bound its soul.

The blood-red right eye dimmed, and only a sliver of blue flame remained in the left eye.

Shi Luoyi wiped the black blood from his chin and pressed his finger down again.

"Kneel down!"

As the sound faded, the Underworld Emperor's knees slowly bent.

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect immediately loosened their clenched teeth.

Some people plopped down into the ashes, while others grabbed their fellow disciples and let out strange laughs.

So many people died, but it's finally over.

As long as this thing is brought back to the sect, who in the Eastern Continent would dare to provoke the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect?

The withered old woman swayed and reached out to support herself against the bronze coffin.

Her mouth was full of blood, and the wrinkles on her face were all knitted together.

"Bring the coffin containing the corpse over here."

Several elders quickly stepped forward.

Shi Luoyi stared at the kneeling Underworld Emperor, his chest heaving violently.

His centuries-long cultivation of the Mother Corpse Soul Gu has finally paid off.

He was even thinking that once the Underworld Emperor had absorbed enough corpse energy, his status within the sect could be raised even higher.

In the shadows, Qin Mo remained motionless.

The Heavenly Eye was fixed on the Emperor of the Underworld's brow.

The nine soul threads appeared to have penetrated into the sea of ​​consciousness, but they did not continue to drill deeper.

Even stranger, the soul line is gradually turning black.

Qin Mo looked up at the sky.

The list of spirits still hangs above the corpse mist.

The mission to slay the Emperor of Life and Death has not disappeared, and the Nascent Soul Breaking Pill is still in the first row.

Qin Mo broke out in a cold sweat.

If the Underworld Emperor is truly controlled by the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect, then even if the mission is not completed, things should change.

The fact that the rankings remain unchanged can only mean one thing.

They failed to obtain the Corpse Robe at all.

Qin Mo pressed the ancient broken sword back into its sheath and retreated silently.

Just then, the kneeling Underworld Emperor stopped.

Shi Luoyi frowned and activated the Soul Gu once more.

"Get down!"

The Underworld Emperor did not bow his head.

Its snow-white right hand was raised instead, and its fingertip gently touched its brow.

With a soft "poof".

It pulled a grayish-white worm out from under the skin.

The insect's body was still writhing, and its nine thin wings were trembling incessantly.

The Underworld Emperor looked down and slowly closed his two fingers together.

The Soul Gu instantly turned into a clump of black ash.

Shi Luoyi's body stiffened at first, then he bent over and spat out several mouthfuls of black blood.

His newly scabbed wounds on his chest reopened, and his knees buckled.

"impossible."

He stared at the clump of fallen ash, his voice trembling.

The right eye of the Underworld Emperor was stained red again.

Inside his left eye socket, the ghostly blue corpse fire suddenly surged.

The Heavenly Silkworm Corpse-Suppressing Rope wrapped around it quickly tightened, and the nine bone rings glowed in succession.

The old woman with withered bones gripped the end of the rope, her palms chafed raw.

"Suppress it!"

The disciples guarding the formation hurriedly poured their spiritual energy into the bone nails.

Hades did not struggle.

It simply stood up straight and stretched its arms outwards.

The silkworm patterns on the golden rope faded one by one.

Before the nine bone rings could tighten, they all split in two at the same time.

The Heavenly Silkworm Corpse-Suppressing Rope exploded.

The withered old woman was struck in the chest by the broken rope and sent flying.

She crashed through two bronze coffins and fell to the ground, whereupon she remained motionless.

Just as Shi Luoyi was about to escape, a hand was already on his shoulder.

Hades gave a gentle push.

The cracking sound echoed throughout Shi Luoyi's body.

His armor shattered completely, and he flew off the ground, crashing into a distant mountain wall, leaving only a deep, human-shaped crater.

Qin Mo's eyelids twitched.

This was just a casual slap.

The next moment, the Underworld Emperor opened his arms.

Red light surged from the flesh on the right side, while large patches of blue flames emerged from the skeleton on the left side.

The two forces circled around it once, and then collided.

The entire Underworld Gorge fell silent for a moment.

Qin Mo's expression changed.

"This is terrible!"

He drew the ancient broken sword, gripped the hilt with both hands, and plunged it fiercely into the earth vein beneath his feet.

The black and white tide of annihilation then surged forth.

The Ten Deadly Corpse-Nourishing Formation at the very front couldn't even last a moment.

The array instantly evaporated, ten bone nails rose from the ground, and the body of the disciple guarding the array cracked open.

Before the blood could even be spilled, it was burned away by the blue flames.

The cultivators hidden in the corpse mist then revealed themselves.

Some summoned flying boats, some burrowed underground, and some pushed their companions behind them.

But the tide of annihilation swept too fast; magical artifacts, armor, and flesh all turned to dust upon contact with that layer of black and white energy.

Tens of thousands of corpses were not spared.

Rows of zombies fell.

The sound of bones shattering filled the air, even shaking out evil spirits hidden underground, only to tear them apart in an instant.

Qin Mo tensed his arms, pressing all five elements of qi and blood into the ancient broken sword.

The sword had already penetrated several feet into the ground, yet his body was still being pushed backward.

The soles of the shoes wore through, and their feet dragged two deep grooves on the ground.

The first wave of air had just passed when the second wave of annihilation pressed down.

Qin Mo felt a tightness in his chest and a metallic taste rose in his throat.

The five-colored qi and blood protecting the body surface began to dissipate, and several cuts appeared on the skin and flesh of the arms.

If he continues to resist, he will be ground to a pulp.

Qin Mo tore off a substitute talisman from his waist.

The jade talisman was activated by the qi and blood, and its surface lit up with moon-white patterns.

The aura left behind by Shangguan Yue dissipated from the talisman, condensing into a blurry figure in front of him.

"I owe you my life this time."

He exerted force with his fingertips, and the talisman shattered.

The blurry figure took the brunt of the impact in place of Qin Mo.

The tide of annihilation passed through the figure's chest, and the moonlight instantly exploded.

Taking advantage of this brief moment, Qin Mo drew his broken sword and rammed his head into the collapsed crevice in the ground.

The rock strata overhead crumbled one after another.

He placed the Qiankun Transformation Furnace above him, curled up, and let the rubble bury him.

The roar outside lasted for more than ten breaths before gradually subsiding.

After a long while, Qin Mo pushed away the stone that was pressing down on him.

The original Underworld Gorge is gone.

The mountaintop was leveled, and the White Bone Heavenly Gate vanished completely.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of black ash, stretching as far as the eye could see. Even the bronze coffin containing the mother's body was reduced to just a few pieces of broken copper.

Qin Mo touched his waist.

Only two of the three replacement talismans remain.

Several fine marks appeared on the ancient broken sword in his hand.

He spat out the blood and foam from his mouth and walked forward along the ruins.

The members of the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect were all dead, and not a single cultivator who had been hiding around picking up bargains was left.

Storage rings, magical artifacts, and corpse crystals were all destroyed by the tide of annihilation.

"All that effort for nothing."

Just as Qin Mo was about to go find the Underworld Emperor, a weak voice came from afar.

"Help...help me..."

The sound came intermittently from half of the mountainside.

Qin Mo gripped the broken sword tightly and followed the sound.

A person was embedded in the crumbling rock wall, buried from the chest down in the stone, and his black robe was reduced to just a few strips of cloth.

It turned out to be a corpse robe.

He is not dead yet.

Qin Mo stopped a few feet away, scanned the surroundings with his Qiankun Dharma Eye, and only after confirming that there were no formations did he slowly approach.

When Shi Luoyi saw him, her dry, cracked lips twitched a few times.

"Drag me out, and I'll give you everything from the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect."

Qin Mo walked closer, pressing the tip of his sword against his neck.

"Where did the Underworld Emperor go?"

Shi Luoyi did not answer.

His face gradually paled, and his previously unfocused pupils rapidly dilated.

Qin Mo followed his gaze.

A tall figure was reflected in Shi Luoyi's pupils.

The figure stood silently behind Qin Mo.