now.
Chen Yuanquan's eyes were pierced, and bloody black liquid could not stop flowing out of his eye sockets.
Intense pain.
Chen Yuanquan howled in pain, lying on the ground with his eyes covered and rolling around.
Although he could continue to heal as an infected person, the pain could not be eliminated.
Not long.
After a while, until the pain in his eyes slowly healed, Chen Yuanquan got up from the ground. Although he could not see anything now, his mind kept recalling the scenes he had seen before.
The scene was brief.
Chen Yuanquan didn't expect Qin Ye to find him.
"This Night King is not only powerful, but also very cautious."
While murmuring, Chen Yuanquan tried hard to recall the scene, and his brows furrowed as time went by.
"Is he also conducting experiments on infected creatures... vaporized black liquid, suspended infected creatures, and roaring..."
Accompanied by memories.
Chen Yuanquan said to himself in a deep voice, affirming.
"What on earth did this Night King do to the infected? Even my imprisonment in the Heavenly Prison resonated with the infected."
As he spoke, his face showed undisguised annoyance and curiosity.
"It's a shame I saw so little, but if you could just let me watch it for a second longer, I should be able to get a rough idea of what he's doing."
Chen Yuanquan paced back and forth for a while, biting his nails.
at this time.
Even though he couldn't see and bumped into the cage bars, Chen Yuanquan ignored it, his mind full of Qin Ye.
"We have to find a way to find out what he does."
Its sound echoed in the cage of heaven.
…
The other side.
The underworld, the gate to the eighteen levels of hell.
"Eighth Master."
A group of ghost soldiers came from afar. They looked like defeated soldiers in ancient times, with their weapons and armor discarded, looking miserable.
When Hei Wuchang Fan Wujiu saw this, his heart skipped a beat.
For example, during special periods, it is responsible for guarding the eighteen levels of hell. It knows everything about the underworld gods that go out and can recognize this team of ghost soldiers at a glance.
"Why are you the only ones here? Did Zhong Kui separate from you?"
Black Impermanence Fan Wujiu asked.
"Master Zhong Kui..."
The leading ghost soldier had tears in his eyes.
Even though the rest of the words were not spoken, Black Wuchang Fan Wujiu understood his meaning.
Fan Wujiu sighed.
He glanced at the ghost army. There were about ten ghosts when they set out, but only three or four were left.
"We encountered a severely infected person. To protect us, Master Zhong Kui stayed behind to cover our retreat. Even Master Cui Yu, who came to support us, stayed with Master Zhong Kui to cover our retreat."
The ghost soldiers wiped their ghost tears and cried mournfully.
"Even Cui Yu was infected?"
Fan Wujiu's body trembled, and there was a bitter smile on his miserable face.
It patted the shoulders of the remaining ghost soldiers.
"It's good that you can come back. At least Zhong Kui and Cui Yu's efforts were worth it. They saved you and allowed you to bring back information."
The ghost soldier nodded while crying and quickly told the information.
"Master Ba, the severely infected people we encountered are not the fallen angels of the West, but..."
It was about to say.
Sudden.
Fan Wujiu gestured for him not to speak, and turned his head to look into the distance.
There are ghostly shadows in the distance.
When the ghosts saw this, they instantly became nervous.
"Are they here? A new wave of infected creatures is coming. Quickly notify Lord Yama."
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