"Let's begin."
Ye Yunfei spoke.
The next moment, Hu Miao, Dugu Huan, the Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm, the Vampire Clone, Da Bing, and all nine divine beasts rushed out to join the fray.
Every one of the beings by Ye Yunfei's side possessed astonishing combat power. The moment they joined the battle, they produced a massive impact on the battlefield, slaughtering wave after wave of the Netherworld's army wherever they went.
"You may come out now."
Only Ye Yunfei remained unmoving. With his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze shifted towards the depths of the Netherworld as he spoke calmly.
"I have already seen you. There is no need to continue hiding."
There were several experts from the Great Netherworld there, all possessing Perfected Golden Immortal strength. Their auras were utterly terrifying, far more dreadful than ordinary Perfected Golden Immortals.
"Why should we come out? You, a junior, could just as well come in to see us. Are you perhaps afraid?"
A cold voice echoed from the deep reaches of the Netherworld.
"If entering is needed, then I shall enter. What is there for me to fear?"
Ye Yunfei surveyed the Netherworld's depths for a moment. It was a vast, desolate expanse of a world shrouded in thick, lingering death energy. Thick Death Law and heavy death energy floated everywhere, along with a large number of aggrieved ghosts and evil spirits drifting about. On the ground, countless coffins of various colors were piled up.
After speaking, Ye Yunfei rose into the air and strode into the deep reaches of the Netherworld.
"Be careful. Inside is *their* Netherworld," Hun Lao warned Ye Yunfei via voice transmission.
"No problem," Ye Yunfei replied.
Ye Yunfei now had high skill and bred courage.
*Rattling...*
Just as Ye Yunfei stepped towards the vast nether-soil deep within the Netherworld, pitch-black chains suddenly extended from the void. As if possessing a conscious life of their own, they writhed and twisted, coiling towards Ye Yunfei's body.
"These chains seem to be condensed from pure death energy and Death Law. Moreover, they are inscribed with a large number of death-related runes," Hun Lao said to Ye Yunfei.
At that moment, several dozen black chains had already reached before Ye Yunfei.
Without a second thought, Ye Yunfei reached out with his hand, grabbed hold of the several dozen black chains, and gave a powerful tug.
*Sizzle...*
Ye Yunfei discovered that the moment his palm made contact with those black chains, a bizarre corrosive force traveled along them towards his hand, attempting to corrode his physical flesh.
Fortunately, Ye Yunfei's flesh was incredibly tough and suffered no significant damage.
*Rumble...*
With a thought, Ye Yunfei unleashed terrifying physical strength and pulled forcefully with his hand.
*Clang! Clang!*
Several dozen black chains were shattered to pieces by sheer force, crumbling bit by bit.
*Rattling...*
However, after Ye Yunfei shattered those dozens of chains, even more black chains continuously poured in from all directions. Dense and numerous, they coiled around Ye Yunfei's body like swarms of black vipers.
"Use that Purple Devil Furnace!" Hun Lao reminded.
*Boom...*
Ye Yunfei concentrated, activating the Purple Devil Furnace within his body. A massive surge of terrifying Devil Flame poured out, blazing fiercely as it burned towards those black chains.
Under the onslaught of the rolling Devil Flame, those black chains immediately began to soften.
"It works indeed," Ye Yunfei said with some satisfaction.
*Swoosh!*
Ye Yunfei sped up, reaching the depths of the Netherworld in a few steps, standing on a desolate stretch of death-soaked nether-soil.
Thick death energy and Death Law pervaded the area.
Four middle-aged men with pallid complexions stood in the middle of this nether-soil, their eyes fixed on Ye Yunfei.
"Who would have thought that such a monstrous young genius could be born in this piece of space-time?"
One of the middle-aged men looked Ye Yunfei up and down, sighing softly.
"However, young man, though you are a young genius, you should not have come to provoke our Great Netherworld."
Another middle-aged man stared at Ye Yunfei, his voice heavy as he continued.
"If you provoke the Great Netherworld, no matter how monstrous you are, your end will be miserable."
"What's the use of such big talk? Prepare to die."
Ye Yunfei sensed the auras of the four middle-aged men before him, already having a rough estimate of their strength. He strode towards them, his words filled with domineering confidence.
"Young man, you have no manners whatsoever. With such a temperament, you are destined not to last long."
*Rumble...*
Ye Yunfei had no desire to listen to their nonsense. He directly unleashed the Space-World Grand Formation. A massive phantom of a world appeared high in the sky, rumbling as it descended to suppress the four middle-aged men.
"Such advanced spatial secret arts!"
The complexions of the four middle-aged men changed slightly. They could see the power of the Space-World Grand Formation. Simultaneously, their figures drifted upwards like four ghosts, swaying and staggering as they retreated again and again.
*Boom! Boom!*
One of the middle-aged men flicked his sleeve. Coffins of various colors rose into the air, arranging themselves into battle formations and attacking Ye Yunfei from all directions.
Ye Yunfei realized that all the coffins placed in this area of nether-soil were actually magical treasures, and their power was quite decent.
*Boom! Boom!*
One coffin after another whistled through the air, carrying fearsome death energy and Death Law. Horrifying, chilling wails of mourning continuously emanated from the coffins. These wails had the effect of attacking the Soul Body, causing dizziness and making the Soul Body unsteady.
Moreover, a large number of ghostly apparitions emerged, pushing those multi-colored coffins together, colliding towards Ye Yunfei.
Ye Yunfei waved his hand, directly summoning and unleashing hundreds of Golden Immortal treasures. He activated them simultaneously, erupting with powerful energy that repeatedly clashed with those coffins. The collisions roared to the heavens.
*Boom! Boom!*
Ye Yunfei employed his instantaneous formation-casting technique. With a wave of his hand, he deployed several dozen large formations that rumbled forward like dozens of massive rocks.
At the same time, Ye Yunfei utilized his Greater Space Movement Technique, bypassing the densely-packed coffin battle formations as he swiftly charged towards the four middle-aged men.
"This boy's movement technique is extremely refined!"
Seeing this, the four middle-aged men couldn't help but be startled.
"Kid, try my Zombie Battle Formation!"
One of the middle-aged men retrieved a black cloth sack. He opened the mouth of the sack and gave it a fierce shake.
*Rattling...*
A continuous stream of zombies poured out from the black cloth sack, like dumplings dropping into boiling water.
*Whoosh! Whoosh!*
These zombies all emanated thick corpse energy. Their bodies were stiff and rigid, their claw-like hands sharp and pointed. Their nails were pitch-black, hard, and incredibly long—sharp enough to tear through space.
*Boom! Boom!*
One zombie after another rose into the air, charging recklessly towards Ye Yunfei.
"These things have no consciousness. They are completely controlled, like a group of puppets," Hun Lao remarked to Ye Yunfei.
"Yes. I encountered many of these things before in the Corpse World on the Primordial Continent. I never thought I'd run into them again now," Ye Yunfei replied with a frown.
Fighting against these mindless zombies was truly a waste of time and hardly a glorious victory.
*Boom...*
While Hun Lao was speaking, Ye Yunfei had already struck a zombie with his fist. The powerful force of the punch sent the zombie flying backwards on the spot.