The sickly girl is killing her way through the weird world

The woman instinctively took a step back.

The moon-white flames clung to her body.

The grayish-white aura neutralized the fire upon contact.

The peach blossom branch is raised.

Lady Bai Feng saw the moon-white mist-like light converge on the peach blossom branches.

His eyelids twitched.

Arms emerged from the air.

The next moment, the silent fog burst into flames on these arms.

His hand landed silently on the woman's abdomen.

Lady Bai Feng was stunned when she saw Bai Qian raise a peach blossom branch but then strike her with a palm.

His body was torn to pieces.

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Last night I got off work at 9:30 and wanted to sleep for an hour to refresh myself before writing, but my alarm didn't go off and I slept until 6:30 this morning... So this is the short update. I'm very sorry (bowing). I'll be writing all day today, so please don't worry!

There will be six more updates today, all of which will be posted as soon as they are finished.

Volume 1: Chapter 101, The Underworld (Second Update)

Lady Bai Feng has many other tricks up her sleeve.

Although His current state is not very stable because the sacrifice was not complete, it does not mean that He is weak.

No matter what state they are in, gods are always gods, and there is always a difference between gods and humans.

Even though His rank is insignificant among the gods, even though He is merely the god worshipped by this small town.

Although He inevitably turned toward the wicked due to the changes in the world, this did not affect His essence as a god, which was vastly different from that of humans.

The difference is huge, it's not something that can be overcome by mere momentum or effort.

As it should be.

In reality, there are indeed many other methods.

But it can't be used.

She is completely unreasonable.

Let's leave aside the fact that he raised his sword and was instead struck by a palm.

When that flame shone on my body.

I have no thoughts left.

Or rather, all arrogance has vanished.

It's not a normal fire.

It was completely different from normal fire; it had no intense, blazing light or heat.

It danced gently and lightly, like a harmless mist.

But Lady Bai Feng clearly sensed that the power within her body was being burned by these flames. If it were just like this, perhaps it would be acceptable, since it would take a long time to burn off all her power.

This is more than enough time for me to rebuild a dedicated defense.

But the problem is, besides the fire, there is also a completely unreasonable and monstrous force.

In order to descend to the mortal realm and to create a physical body in the human world, He had to give up quite a lot. Compared to His original form in the underworld, this body was now incredibly weak.

However, once half the city's inhabitants are consumed, the deficit can be made up, allowing this human body to align with its original form in the underworld.

The premise is to give yourself time.

His body was smashed to pieces with a single slap.

A sinister aura surged from the shattered body, as He tried to reassemble the fragmented form, but the fire burned silently.

His shattered body lay on the ground, and he looked up at the white-clad girl in front of him.

Fire still lingered around her, the moon-white flames spreading like mist around her, highlighting the girl's jade-like skin. Her clear, cold eyes quietly looked down at her, her black hair hanging down on both sides of her cheeks.

He was like a god.

Compared to her, am I really a god?

The mist burned hazily within his body, swallowing away the eerie aura bit by bit.

In the end, Lady Bai Feng did nothing.

This body can't do anything, so rather than struggling in its death throes, it's better to leave itself with some dignity in the end.

Moreover, the only loss is this physical body; the original body in the underworld will only lose some power.

He didn't say anything, he just looked at Bai Qian, and his body was slowly burned away by the fire.

It wasn't my true self after all, so even if I died here, I wouldn't feel bad.

Now the only question is whether or not to seek revenge.

He silently gazed at the girl in white before him, and at the moonlit mist.

Oh well, I won't be in a hurry. I can just keep waiting. Bai Fengcheng has too many people who believe in him. I can let them prepare later.

With that thought in mind, my body was almost completely swallowed by the fog.

Then you see the girl in white extend her finger.

A golden halo surrounded her slender, white fingertips.

One stroke.

The door was wide open.

Behind the door was a gray world, a gray wilderness with withered trees standing one after another, and a gray sun in the sky.

As her body gradually disappeared and her consciousness was about to return to the underworld, Lady Bai Feng paused for a moment when she saw her home.

Bai Qian, shrouded in mist and fire, slowly walked into the doorway, completely ignoring the woman lying on the ground, until a strand of her black hair slowly drifted to the ground, and the white-clad figure disappeared into the doorway, which then closed.

This was the last scene Bai Feng Niangniang saw before her vision faded into darkness and her consciousness returned to the underworld: cold white flames flickered, engulfing her.

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"Where is this?" Pei Huan asked, looking around at the scene and shrinking his head slightly.

After all, the scene in front of them at this moment... no matter how you look at it, gives people a gloomy feeling.

"I don't know." Bai Yao frowned and looked around.

The empty, gray-white wilderness gave off an eerie feeling.

"A hallucination?" Zhao Lin asked from the side.

"I remember there were some rumors in the county town that some monsters could use magic to cause hallucinations," Zhao Lin continued.

A man in training clothes ran to the gate of the courtyard and pointed to the grayish-white ground outside with his finger.

"It seems to be true," he said with a hint of doubt.

“Looking at it that way is definitely useless,” Zhao Lin shook his head.

"How could a monster leave such a huge flaw?"

"I have some ideas," Bai Yao said, leaning on the pole beside her with a frown.

"This is the underworld." She remembered where she was.

"The underworld? Isn't that where the dead live?" Pei Huan said subconsciously.

"That's the usual way of saying it. Here, 'the underworld' refers to the place controlled by the gods," Bai Yao said, shaking her head.

After all, they were from Liangdu. Although they were useless and powerless, they still had some basic knowledge.

Besides, she had seen similar places before.

"Generally speaking, the gods are not in the human world, but in another place, such as the City God's Palace or the hell under the control of Yama. It's okay if you think of these things as the underworld."

“Some religious sects, like the Buddhist Association, preach that devout believers will fall into the Buddha’s palm after death and enter the Buddha’s kingdom, which can also be called the underworld.”

Pei Huan nodded as if she understood, then looked around at the desolate wilderness.

"So, we've now fallen into... the underworld of that Lady Bai Feng?" He was a smart man and easily understood Bai Yao's meaning.

"Hmm." Bai Yao's expression wasn't very good.

"Then how do we get out?" Zhao Lin asked from the side.

Bai Yao paused for a moment before saying, "We can't get out."

"This is not the human world, but a place controlled by the gods. It's like you've entered a cage. If you want to get out, they have to agree to let us out."

"Then why did He capture us here?" a short maidservant asked instinctively.

Bai Yao didn't answer this time, but silently gazed at the wilderness outside.

In the desolate wilderness, gray-white figures appeared in sight, swaying as they approached, their empty gazes fixed on them.

Malice enveloped the courtyard.

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Second update

Volume 1: Chapter 102, The Strange Man (Third Update)

Bai Yao could see one figure after another appearing in his line of sight.

She seemed vaguely familiar, as if she had just met her before.

But after thinking about it carefully, she realized it.

The scene I saw at the city gate earlier, the scene of Bai Fengcheng being surrounded by the demons.

To be honest, the two are quite similar.

It should be said that the way they advance in such a dense, orderly fashion is somewhat similar.

Unlike the ghosts, these grayish-white figures appearing in the field of vision are all human figures, but they don't have specific shapes, and their faces are distorted by the grayish-white color.

However, the malicious gazes on those ashen faces sent chills down one's spine.

"What are all these things?" Pei Huan asked instinctively.

It's not some kind of ghost or demon; that's easy to tell.

The differences between the deluded ghosts and these people are relatively obvious. The characteristic of the deluded ghosts is restlessness. Basically, when you see a deluded ghost, you can feel the restlessness and delusions that are about to overflow from them.

But at this moment, these people in gray and white gave off an unusually calm feeling.

Although in terms of coldness and malice, they are not much different from ghosts, the feeling they give people is quite different.

“Each supernatural entity has a different name for this kind of thing, but for convenience, it’s generally called a ‘weirdo’,” Bai Yao replied, feeling a bit of a headache as she watched the group of weirdos approaching.

A single ghost is naturally easy to deal with; an ordinary martial artist entering the realm might be able to handle several or even a dozen at once, but it is somewhat inferior to the Ghost.

The problem is that there are so many strange people that you can't see the end of them at a glance.

On their side, there are only two martial artists who can be considered as combatants. As for himself, he is fine in the human world, as he can use E Nu's aura, but it is hard to say what will happen in the underworld.

The underworld is not a shared realm. The underworld of E'nu and the underworld of Bai Feng Niangniang are two different places. E'nu's power would likely be weakened in other strange underworlds, and might even attract attention.

"How do we deal with this thing?" Pei Huan shrank back, looking at the approaching strange figure.

Bai Yao remained silent, watching the strange figure approach the courtyard.

The willow branches began to move; the slender, verdant branches seemed to sway in the wind, but they only touched the strange figures approaching the courtyard.

The strange figure was pulverized by a willow branch, turning into a grayish-white blood mist that dissipated behind it.

In a single exchange, the dozen or so strange figures at the front were smashed to pieces.

However, compared to the hordes of strange beings that surged in afterward, this number was clearly insignificant.