His face was pale as a corpse, and his pupils were as dark as ink, with no whites, only pure darkness that seemed to swallow all light.

In his hand, he held a Netherworld Bone Spear, its tip dripping with the blood of some genius, the blood droplets freezing into ice crystals in mid-air, shattering with a crisp sound when they hit the ground.

However, he didn’t seem well himself, hit by a laser cannon from the trap right in the chest, the injury was deep enough to reveal his vital organs, which showed an ominous iron-green color.

Zhan Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, sneered, and said, "I don’t know what you’re talking about, but the coffin-filler of the Netherworld Clan is really tough to survive this; truly a shame!"

It was unclear what conflict existed between the two, but they began to confront each other as soon as they met.

"Click!"

The Bone Spear suddenly thrust out, the nether energy from the tip instantly freezing the space, forming web-like ice cracks, directly targeting Zhan Feng’s throat!

Zhan Feng neither dodged nor evaded, merely sneered as his bronze fists met it head-on, the Power Dao condensing into dark gold dao patterns on his knuckles, clashing forcefully with the Netherworld Bone Spear.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The violent shockwave exploded, instantly pulverizing the surrounding floating corpses to dust, while even the space slightly twisted for a moment.

On Zhan Feng’s fists, the dark gold dao patterns sizzled under the corrosion of the nether energy, while Ming Wuya’s hemp sleeve was shattered by the punch strength, revealing an arm covered in Netherworld Curse Patterns.

In the void, Zhan Feng’s sweeping axe light was deftly avoided by Ming Wuya, the Netherworld Bone Spear retaliating like a venomous serpent, its tip wrapped in cold nether fire, aimed directly at Zhan Feng’s brow.

The Bone Spear split into thousands, each spear-shadow entwined with the cold air of the Netherworld.

With a fierce shout, Zhan Feng infused power into both arms, his fists moving like dragons, tearing a breach in the cold air, the aftermath directly splitting the distant floating shattered space in half!

Before the third strike could follow through, Jiang Shu’s Desolate Star Halberd was already poised between the two.

The Halberd Tip’s Taichu Dao Rhyme created a barrier, dissipating the nether chill from Ming Wuya entirely with its rotating gray air currents.

"If you want to fight, fight elsewhere."

Jiang Shu’s gaze swept over the silent Mechanical Mother, his tone indifferent.

With a sinister look, Ming Wuya retracted his spear, staring dead at Jiang Shu, saying, "If I’m not mistaken, you are Jiang Shu of the Jiuyu Commerce Alliance? So, now that you have some strength, you intend to join the War Alliance?"

As he spoke, a ghostly blue phosphor fire flashed within his mouth, a mark of the utmost cultivation of the Netherworld Clan, each flame containing a soul-freezing chill.

Zhan Yun frowned, understanding Ming Wuya may have misunderstood something, but now wasn’t the time to explain; his Bronze Battle Axe pointed straight at Ming Wuya’s face, his voice cold.

"If you don’t leave now, I’ll take your life!"

Ming Wuya’s eyes narrowed, cautiously glancing at Jiang Shu, then turned away, disappearing in an instant.

"Zhan Feng, I’ll spare you this time."

Seeing this, Zhan Yun whispered to Jiang Shu beside him, "This Ming Wuya was my brother’s rival before his death and carried this obsession even after becoming part of the Netherworld Clan, always opposing my brother."

This so-called Netherworld Clan, speaking frankly, is a new life formed from the incorruptible bodies of strong individuals after death, with spiritual wisdom emerging.

They don’t have memories of their original selves, only some obsessions, which are also the main reasons for their birth.

Ming Wuya, before death, was a supreme genius able to contend with Zhan Feng, perishing in battle against him; his corpse was reclaimed by his race and buried in the ancestral grave. Little did they know that the obsession was so deep it unexpectedly gave birth to spiritual wisdom, escaping the ancestral grave during lax surveillance, becoming part of the Netherworld Clan.

"This is indeed interesting."

Jiang Shu chuckled gently. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

The vast world truly holds all kinds of wonders.

Just as Ming Wuya’s figure disappeared into the spatial folds, the Mechanical Mother suddenly began to tremble violently.

The burn marks on its silver-white shell writhed like living things, seeping a viscous gray-blue liquid.

This is no ordinary energy liquid but a nano-cluster with bizarre life characteristics.

Each drop sparkled with the ghostly light of triangular symbols, like billions of mechanical pistons contracting in sync.

"Ancestor, what’s wrong?"

The nearest Mechanical Clan guard noticed something amiss with the mother and cautiously inquired.

As he reached out, a sudden change occurred.

The Mechanical Mother’s left arm suddenly twisted into an inverse joint shape, with the elbow armor splitting into dozen seams, ejecting serrated bone spikes.

The surface of the spikes was covered with fluorescent patterns of the same origin as the gray-blue liquid, completing three morphs within a millisecond, finally forming a barbed metal whip that swept past.

Crack!

As the guard’s head was thrown high, his severed neck sprayed not silver-blue energy liquid but gray-blue ooze identical to the mother’s wound.

The ooze vaporized upon contact with air, forming a mist carrying the smell of rusty metal.

Amid the mist, data flickered vaguely, seemingly copying the combat memories of the guardian’s remnants!

"The mother has contracted a mechanical virus, retreat quickly!"

Jiang Shu shouted urgently as the Mechanical Mother’s back armor exploded in a petal pattern.

Three hundred sixty spiral-patterned metal tendrils burst forth, each equipped at the end with trio of compound-eye-like scanners.

The scanner pupils, composed of tiny hexagonal crystals, flashed at different frequencies as they recorded all life forms within a hundred meters into a database.

Even more frightening, her graceful humanoid silhouette was disintegrating.

From the waist down, her body melted into liquid metal, forming a continuously rotating metal vortex around her upper body.