Heroes' Prison

Chapter 1805 - 1723: Hall of the Undead! Soul Exhibition!

Heroes' Prison

Chapter 1805 - 1723: Hall of the Undead! Soul Exhibition!

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Chapter 1805: Chapter 1723: Hall of the Undead! Soul Exhibition!

The Xuanhuang Worm had been fed countless deadly poisons by the Poison Master, and those poisons are still gathered within its body, even having some effect on divine-level masters.

However, Huang Yi’s current opponents are figures like the King of Hell and the Barbarian God, so the poison of this Xuanhuang Worm is still insufficient.

"zdidib... LKIns... Zaisin... DiVa... Alexdurex... koniss... ship north... Guderians... Darkwalker..." Huang Yi immediately recited the Nasash Language, and the power of one ancestor after another of the Nasash clan was instantly bestowed upon him.

The secretion of his Kiss of Death poison immediately accelerated; now he was the most powerful Nasash in history, and the deathly kiss he secreted was also the strongest in history.

The previous God Sealers in Nasash history, like Taloyag, Sorrowful Spirit of the Blue Sea, Death Dragon Demon, Glazed Sovereign, etc., were already not a match for him.

Even the Creator Ancestral Spirit of the Nasash Clan—Nasha—couldn’t surpass Huang Yi.

Soon, the Kiss of Death in Huang Yi’s body quickly gathered in the palm of his hand, seeped out, and became a puddle of colorless and flavorless liquid.

The Xuanhuang Worm, as if it had discovered some delicacy, wagged its tail excitedly, absorbed the Kiss of Death in his palm, stored it in the body, and merged it with countless other poisons it had previously absorbed, forming a brand-new compound toxin.

Huang Yi’s Kiss of Death could already have some effect on the Main God, and combined with various poisons absorbed by the Xuanhuang Worm, the composite power was even more potent.

"Alright, you can go back!" Huang Yi instructed the five Reaper’s Envoys.

"Yes, Lord Reaper!" The five Reaper’s Envoys received their orders and immediately disappeared from the location.

Huang Yi’s figure flickered and he traveled to another place on the Dead Star.

In the polar region of the Dead Star, there is a huge palace of ice and snow, where wails and cries of ghosts persist all year round; it’s sinister and terrifying, and no one has been here for a long time.

This majestic structure, named the Hall of the Undead, was specifically used by the Death God to imprison souls in those days.

Back then, the Death God wanted to take control of the Underworld; not only to decide the death of life but also to control their souls after death.

A former Guardian of the Hero Empire—Envoy of the Underworld, Yi Mingfeng—was ordered by the Underworld Overlord to come and lead the souls from the Death God’s Temple, but he was rejected by the Death God and was imprisoned in Heroes’ Prison as a result.

The souls frozen in this Hall of the Undead include some divine-level masters who died at the Death God’s Temple, others killed by the Death God, and a few souls brought from other places by peerless strongmen across the Heavens and Realms, dedicated to the Death God in order to gain his favor.

However, with the disappearance of the Death God for so many years, this Hall of the Undead was abandoned, and even the hall master who was in charge of it died; those undead souls remained frozen inside, isolated from the world.

Huang Yi flicked his palm and took out the Hell Demon Sword.

He wanted to participate in the destiny of the God of Destiny, and the tricks available to him were scarce; the Xuanhuang Worm was one of them, and another was to enhance the attributes of the Divine Artifact.

The power of this Hell Demon Sword is linked to the souls it absorbs; general souls are of little use against the King of Hell, whereas the Hall of the Undead contains souls personally captured by the Death God back in the day, quite mighty; they can greatly enhance the Hell Demon Sword’s power.

The Hall of the Undead is akin to a Crystal Palace, constructed from ice crystals, stretching far and wide, with an extensive icy plain forming the dome of the grand hall.

Upon entering the Hall of the Undead, colossal ice pillars stretch out as far as the eye can see, numbering in the billions.

Each ice pillar was crafted by the Death God himself using deathly cold ice, with souls frozen within, and simple information about them on the pillars, akin to pieces of amber.

They exhibit various postures, fierce and lifelike, ready to wreak havoc once the deathly cold ice melts.

Huang Yi arrived at the nearest ice pillar and observed the soul frozen inside.

It was a giant dragon with gray-black wings, possessing deep space gray dragon pupils, profound and mysterious, like a vortex enticing Huang Yi inward.

The information on this ice pillar reads—

Nyx Dragon, Gudson (Mortal God, obtained in the Great Rift of the Mad Dragon Galaxy)

This is a rare Nyx Dragon, ranking only behind the few top-level dragon races within the Dragon Clan.

Nyx Dragons are the most visually capable dragon clan and can absorb Underworld breath.

Huang Yi lifted the Hell Demon Sword and slowly penetrated the ice pillar.

This deathly cold ice was indestructible; others coming here would find it exceedingly difficult to extract the soul sealed within the pillars. But Huang Yi, as the Reincarnation of the Death God, faced no hindrance from these pillars, allowing the Hell Demon Sword to pierce smoothly within.

When the sword tip of the Hell Demon Sword touched the soul of the Nyx Dragon, the Nyx Dragon transformed into a wisp of smoke, absorbed into the Hell Demon Sword, becoming one of its captured souls.

The Hell Demon Sword instantly strengthened; once it penetrates an enemy, igniting the soul of the Nyx Dragon will inflict severe damage upon them.

Huang Yi extracted the Hell Demon Sword and proceeded forward.

"What a big Ice Phoenix!" Proceeding for a while longer, he stopped again, staring at a new ice pillar ahead.

Inside, an Ice Phoenix was frozen; this white phoenix, adorned with ice crystal feathers, was ornate and regal, exuding extraordinary dignity.

The Phoenix, initially sovereign of Ice Attribute Energy, now faced deathly cold ice from the Death God, helplessly frozen, unable to move.

Huang Yi drove the Hell Demon Sword in, absorbing the Ice Phoenix into the sword.

He continued, absorbing the souls from one ice pillar after another into the sword.

"This demon should soon seal its fate."

"A soul from Xuanhuang World?"

"Evil soul of the Ancient Gods!"

"So many Divine Envoys..." He marveled as he absorbed these souls, for the site was akin to a soul museum; a myriad of souls could be discovered here, each ice pillar resembling an exhibit stand.

"Hmm?" At that moment, he suddenly halted before an enormous ice pillar.

Sealed within the ice pillar, a giant serpent emanated an eternal mythic aura; its tail coiled in rings, with its head lifted high overlooking Huang Yi.

Its eyes shifted slightly with a gleam of vibrance, fixed on Huang Yi as if not completely sealed.

Huang Yi sensed a particularly familiar aura from this serpent; a bloodline within him boiled dramatically, yearning desperately to be freed, rushing toward that serpent.

He examined the information on the ice pillar—

Nasha (Creator Ancestral Spirit, acquired from Xuanhuang World)

Remarkably, this is the Creator Ancestral Spirit of the Nasash Clan—Nasha.

The Nasash were once a top cosmic race, yet their fate was more tragic than the Star Race; they were extinct, and even the Creator Ancestral Spirit had perished, whereas the Star Race retained at least the Creator Ancestral Spirit of the Sagittarius Constellation.

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