Having the genes of a demon king, I never intended to be a kept man.

"As expected of an NPC..."

Ye Ge smiled helplessly.

However, Ye Ge roughly scanned the area with the system and found that none of the powerful beings from the myriad races below were descendants; their information and attributes could all be scanned by the Heavenly Dao System.

In other words, they are all ordinary locals in this world.

If they're locals... that makes things easier...

Then Nightsong scanned Serantis's information panel.

It turns out he was a member of the royal family of the Holy Elf race.

Leonardo's nephew, Emilia's cousin...

Ye Ge stroked his chin, deep in thought.

"Hey." Bai Xueling poked his waist with her finger and then pointed with her chin: "Look, your acquaintance."

"An acquaintance?" Ye Ge looked in the direction she was pointing and was slightly taken aback.

A valiant human woman dressed in black, carrying an ancient sword, stood alone to one side. Her expression was cold and indifferent, and she exuded a faint sense of detachment. She did not say a word to the other people of the myriad races from beginning to end. Instead, she stood alone at the entrance of the secret realm, gazing into the swamp ahead, as if she was observing something.

Although she was dressed as a man, her delicate face, fair skin, and upturned eyes made it clear to anyone with a keen eye that she was a woman disguised as a man!

"Senior Sister Mu???" Ye Ge was taken aback.

Ye Ge never expected to meet his senior sister, Mu Jiannan, here!

Mu Jiannan's cold eyes gazed at the swamp ahead, seemingly looking at something.

At this moment, Serantis walked up to her and smiled with a noble and gentlemanly air, saying, "Miss Mu Jiannan."

Mu Jiannan turned his head, glanced at him, and said in a calm tone, "You know me?"

"Hehe, the strongest swordsman of the human race, with the strength of the peak of the Heavenly Revelation Realm, defeated countless powerful warriors of the myriad races at the Saintly Descent Realm. Your reputation on the map of the myriad races should be among the top in the human race, right?" Serantis laughed. "One of our Holy Elf race's court swordsmen was once defeated by your sword. I never expected to meet you here today."

"Is there something you need?" Mu Jiannan's tone remained indifferent.

"It seems you've also come for the secret realm of the Corpse Swamp." Seeing her cold attitude, Serantis decided to get straight to the point: "The tavern owner said this secret realm is extremely dangerous, and it's the first time it's been opened to the public, so everything is unknown. With your peak Heavenly Realm strength, I'm afraid you can't get through it alone, right? Why don't you team up with us?"

“I’m not interested,” Mu Jiannan replied.

Serantis's expression changed, and his smile froze completely. He hadn't expected this human woman to be so tactless and disrespectful to him!

"You'd better pray for your own good fortune." Mu Jiannan glanced at the others, then raised two fingers and chanted an incantation.

The time has come for the Secret Realm dungeon to open!

As Mu Jiannan chanted the incantation, a distorted spatial vortex appeared in one of the seemingly extremely poisonous purple swamps before him.

Mu Jiannan leaped into the air, his figure transforming into a streak of light, and entered the swamp without any hindrance.

'The Holy Realm!?'

Serantis's heart skipped a beat.

It turns out this woman has already broken through to the Saintly Ascension level...

Ha, no wonder they're so arrogant!

Serantis smiled and turned to look at the other adventurers from all races: "Be careful, don't get lost in the secret realm."

After saying that, he walked towards the entrance of the secret realm and was soon sucked into the distorted spatial vortex.

The other people of all races looked at each other in bewilderment and quickly followed suit.

Ye Ge waited patiently until everyone had entered the secret realm before flying into the mouth with Bai Xue Ling.

"Follow."

After Ye Ge and Bai Xue Ling entered, several pairs of cold, hidden eyes in the woods suddenly moved.

With a few "whoosh" sounds, several dark figures hidden in the woods suddenly leaped out and entered the secret realm.

......

"Gulu gulu..."

“Gurgle gurgle gurgle…”

Night Song's figure slowly emerged from the purple swamp filled with the stench of poison.

However, his body was covered by a thin, transparent film, which was the effect of the anti-corrosion bead, completely isolating him from the corrosive effects of the swamp's poison.

Ye Ge stood up and looked around.

This is the Bone Rot Swamp.

It was exactly the same as the dungeon scene in the game.

The entire swamp is shrouded in a deep purple poisonous miasma year-round, and the ground is a viscous swamp formed from the decaying blood and corpses of creatures devoured by the hydra Xiangliu.

Half-melted monster bones floated in the swamp, and highly toxic bubbles constantly rose from the surface of the mud, releasing highly toxic mist when they burst.

The twisted, withered trees all around are parasitic with heart-corroding vines that feed on poisonous miasma. Hanging from the tips of the vines are skull lanterns that have been corroded to the color of jade. Under the dim light, the surging water in the pool reflects the afterimages of the dead souls that have been swallowed by them.

Ye Ge scanned the area but did not see Mu Jiannan or Serantis and his group.

It seems they weren't teleported to the same place.

Bai Xueling frowned: "The aura of death is so strong in this place."

Night Song said, "The Hydra has transformed into a ghost-god level undead creature. The strange beasts, spirit beasts, and demon beasts that originally lived in the nearby forest have basically become its food. The stench of corpses has turned into marsh gas here. You are a spirit demon, so you will definitely feel uncomfortable smelling the stench of corpses here."

Bai Xueling looked at him suspiciously: "Do you know a lot about the Hydra Xiangliu?"

"A little bit," Ye Ge said. "Keep up."

Bai Xueling: "Mm."

......

The twilight of the Bone Swamp is forever shrouded in blood.

Muraki narrowed his eyes beneath the bronze demon mask, already sensing Xiangliu's presence.

He slowly drew his katana from its sheath, gathering his soul power at the soles of his feet, allowing him to walk on the swamp as if it were flat ground.

However, the moment his foot sank into the mud, he knew he was in trouble—the asphalt-like sludge had already wrapped around his calves, and his bronze knee pads sizzled and emitted white smoke before being corroded into dust in an instant!

Muraki's heart skipped a beat.

The swamp suddenly boiled, and nine towering black pillars twisted and swayed in the mist.

No, that's not a stone pillar...it's a snake's neck!

"who?"

Eighteen scarlet eyes lit up simultaneously, coldly staring at Muraki, the outsider.