The following day, Holy Spirit City, Central Hall.
All the senior executives were present without exception.
After Jiang Yan broke through to the level of demigod, these clansmen who had been stuck at their limit for a long time also broke through to the level of lower god thanks to their accumulated experience.
With the further enhancement of his talent after advancing to the next level, his strength is now incomparable to what it used to be.
I've barely qualified to explore higher-level world fragments; I can always quit if I can't beat them.
"Grim Reaper, do you know anything about the third Undead Emperor?" Jiang Yan asked.
"You've come to the right person, Your Majesty."
Death said with considerable pride, "In the entire Netherworld, only I, Death, have never truly died. Even the Abyss cannot see through my superb skill in feigning death. Speaking of feigning death..."
"Get to the point," Jiang Yan interrupted helplessly.
You are a supreme god, and even the god of death, yet your best skill is feigning death. Don't you feel ashamed?
"All right."
The Grim Reaper said with some regret, "The third Undead Emperor was a true genius. He single-handedly brought about the rune revolution in the Undead Realm, propelling it from a human-driven era to a new era driven by the power of laws. He mastered the supreme divine arts of the Undead Realm, participated in the improvement of more than ten legendary buildings, and lived for five eras."
"It was also under his leadership that the Netherworld began cooperating with the Holy Light pantheon for the first time."
"Unfortunately, for reasons unknown, the Lord of the Abyss, who had never appeared directly before, personally intervened, and even the various realms were unable to..."
The power of the abyss condensed in the sky.
Death wisely kept its mouth shut.
They can't even say they're incompetent.
"Could it be that he has found a way to fight against the abyss?" Jiang Yan blurted out.
Otherwise, it's impossible to explain why a true boss who has always remained behind the scenes would suddenly appear and take action.
Unless, he's in a hurry.
“Who knows?” Death shrugged. “My ability to play dead will end when I sense safety. When I wake up, several eras will have passed.”
"The Holy Light pantheon has been annihilated, and the ancient gods have vanished without a trace. The Netherworld has been almost completely destroyed, and all the gods have returned to the Temple of the Dead with only a wisp of their true spirit remaining."
"Only the authority of the Undead Emperor can awaken them, so I have no choice but to continue playing dead and wait for the right opportunity."
Jiang Yan remained silent.
With his current perspective, it's not hard for him to tell that this is not just a background implanted from various realms, but very likely a real historical event.
"Alright, it seems this trip is inevitable."
Jiang Yan took out an exquisite compass.
Fragments of a World Sealed Away: The Laboratory of the Third Undead Emperor.
“Jaberic, Floria, you two are in charge of guarding the house. I will leave the undead of the Lord of Harvest behind. With the high god as a deterrent, the Flame Empire and the Undead Empire should not go to war in the short term.”
"The rest of you, come with me."
He took out his military token, activated the war summons, and recruited high-end combatants from the underworld, such as Death God and Sheena, into it.
Then, it activated the Angel Heart, which contained Anna and a legion of 4,000 angels who had already been promoted to Diamond rank or higher.
—Originally, Holy Light beings were too conspicuous in the Netherworld, but since fragmented worlds like this have already been occupied by Abyss monsters, it doesn't matter.
A surge of divine power was injected, causing the compass needle to tremble violently.
Soon, it anchored its coordinates in countless worlds, pulling Jiang Yan to break through the void.
The space unfolded rapidly, like layers of curtains being pushed open.
Countless phantom images of worlds flashed before my eyes.
At one moment, an old man with a red nose, clutching a cloth bag, stumbled out of a destroyed world, his face full of excitement.
Jiang Yan's eyes lit up as he moved through the crowd.
He called out from afar, "Sir, wait a minute, can I pay on credit?"
The sound was drowned out in the vacuum where it could not travel.
But the red-nosed old man seemed to sense something, his whole body trembled, and he subconsciously shrank back and hid behind a meteorite fragment.
"Damn it, why do I feel a deep sense of malice? Who dares to scheme against the great novice merchant!"
On the other side, Jiang Yan looked at the passing space with great regret.
Why doesn't this compass have a pause function?
Otherwise, given his current reputation, he could probably get ten or eight items on credit.
Not to mention the Grim Reaper who has survived countless eras; it wouldn't be unreasonable to buy the entire bag on credit!
pity.
Just as Jiang Yan was still immersed in regret, the compass seemed to run out of energy and its speed slowed down.
After forcefully breaking through three layers of space, the light on the pointer disappeared completely, leaving it in a dark and desolate place.
[You have arrived at the laboratory of the third Undead Emperor. The compass's energy has been depleted and needs to be recharged before use.]
[Please note that this world is about to be unfrozen, 5..4..3..2..1, freeze lifted.]
There was no time to heed the prompts from all realms.
A violent, cold, and powerful aura locked onto them from all directions.
Jiang Yan felt a chill run down his spine, as if his very soul was trembling.
Immediately release the soldier tokens and the kin in the Angel's Heart.
"Holy Lord, be careful! I have sensed the aura of the Abyss Demon Gods. They are high-ranking Demon Gods, and there is more than one!"
The expression on Annalia's face changed drastically as she appeared. She immediately flew in front of Jiang Yan and spoke to the void, "All existence is beyond our comprehension."
Words become law, and abilities take effect.
Jiang Yan immediately felt the boundless sense of oppression dissipate.
"Holy Lord, this world does not welcome me. I can only maintain this for one minute," Analia said hastily.
"Your Majesty, you must try to communicate with the will of this plane and use its power to conceal our whereabouts, otherwise we will have no choice but to withdraw from here."
Even Death spoke with a rare serious expression.
Jiang Yan nodded, grasped the Heavenly Calamity, and manipulated the Seed of Law belonging to the Undead Emperor to connect with this fragment of the Undead Realm from the ancient era.
Under the command of Annalia and Floria, 4,000 angels formed a battle formation, tightly protecting Jiang Yan within it.
30 seconds.
50 seconds.
The crowd grew increasingly tense.
The higher-ranking Abyss Demon God is different from the previous Lord of Harvest, who was a useless person without a divine position.
This is one of the most powerful mass-produced combat weapons in the Abyss.
At the same level, it far surpasses mythical-level units and is comparable to four-winged angels.
55 seconds.
Jiang Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and fragments of shattered will gathered from the void.
"In response to...your...call...Your Majesty..."
Faint, inaudible voices echoed in Jiang Yan's mind. They had been utterly shattered by the abyss, leaving only a faint trace of instinct to keep them functioning.
One minute later.
The power of shattered necromantic laws has taken over the power of words becoming law.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Even Death itself wouldn't want to fight these terrifying creatures when it only possesses the strength of a lower-level god.
"The world's will here is on the verge of collapse. Its last strength is being used to help us conceal our presence, which can last for about 17 days. We must complete our exploration of the world within this time."
Jiang Yan said after sensing it for a moment.
"I don't remember this place. It should have been hidden by the third emperor."
Death shook his head slightly; he could offer no advice.
"It's alright. This is the realm of the dead. Every blade of grass, every tree, even a single bone will guide me."
Sensing the world's embrace, Jiang Yan, wielding the Cataclysm, recalled the Angel Squad and strode forward.
"Set off."
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