After being sentenced to death, she came to her senses.

The Netherworld Trial has reached its final day, and many people have gathered in the dark alley, waiting for the final moment to arrive.

They were also very curious whether, as in the past, no one could enter the fiftieth floor, or whether there had been a breakthrough this time.

If someone truly reaches and defeats Meng Po, the Dark Alley will undergo a complete transformation, and perhaps the master of the Dark Alley will also change.

This may not be a good thing for the dark alley.

Just as everyone was discussing it, Gu Yuqing, who had disappeared for several days, finally appeared and came to the side room.

Upon seeing him appear, Miss Yao looked him over with interest. Even the beautiful young woman and the young man wearing a black and white mask turned to look at him. Only Mr. Nian remained solemn as he stared at the Gates of Hell, lost in thought.

"Young Master Gu is truly composed, arriving at the last minute. Aren't you afraid your bettors will be eliminated?" Miss Yao chuckled, covering her face.

"It's obvious they don't care at all. Maybe they're rich and not afraid of losing money," the beautiful young woman chuckled. Meanwhile, the man wearing the black and white mask stared at Gu Yuqing thoughtfully.

Gu Yuqing nonchalantly picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said leisurely, "The people I bet on still have a chance to reach the fiftieth floor, so how can you say I lost money?"

"This guy is really confident. Does he think that the person he bets on will definitely reach the fiftieth floor, which is why he came here today?"

"If they were really that confident, they should have arrived earlier. There's still no movement, and there are less than three hours left before the trial ends. I don't think anyone is going to the fiftieth floor."

"Exactly, wasn't that person he bet on always hovering around the 47th floor? Even if a divine soldier descended from the sky, it's impossible for him to jump to the 50th floor in one leap."

"I think his confidence is just an act; it's not real at all."

"I think so too."

The crowd chattered amongst themselves, but Gu Yuqing remained oblivious, his eyes still holding a faint smile. No one knew whether he was confident or simply indifferent.

At this moment, on the forty-ninth stone platform, Jiu Yuan sat there covered in blood, holding a long sword in his hand, his eyes sharply fixed on the front. The blood on his body was not his own, but the blood of the people he had killed his way up.

His robes were already soaked in blood, and drops of blood still dripped from the blade of his sword, but his eyes remained cold and unwavering.

The stone steps he stepped on were all stained red, as if a bloody path led straight to the top.

In the dark passage indicated by the blood path, a figure gradually appeared. He wore a strange mask, but it could not hide the madness and bloodlust in his eyes. At this moment, he was slowly walking over, dragging a person who had been tortured beyond recognition in one hand.

The man was barely alive, his eyes rolled back, and his body was covered in wounds, with almost no uninjured flesh. He looked extremely pitiful.

With a thud, the man was thrown towards Jiuyuan, his body slamming heavily onto the bluestone platform. Blood splattered everywhere, and his body convulsed a few times before he completely lost consciousness.

However, blood continued to flow from his body, and the feeling of excessive blood loss was extremely painful. Even after he passed out, he could still feel the fear of impending death.

A man wearing a strange mask walked slowly towards them. He seemed nonchalant, but a chilling aura of murderous intent quickly spread from him.

This person is a true god of death. The one Fang Xiaoran controlled was not him. Fang Xiaoran had already realized this at that time, but she didn't care.

The God of Slaughter is bloodthirsty and likes to torture people until they are on their last breath before cruelly killing them. Jiu Yuan is similar to him, but the difference is that Jiu Yuan kills with one blow, decisive and ruthless, and does not cruelly torture people.

These two met on the forty-ninth floor, and it was destined that only one of them could go up.

Only by killing the other person can the remaining person challenge the guardian of this level.

Jiuyuan had been waiting here for a long time. When he saw this person appear, he suddenly gripped his long sword, stood up coldly, and walked towards the person.

Seeing Jiuyuan walking towards him, the man let out a sinister laugh and suddenly grabbed with his long, blade-like fingers.

"It looks like the battle on the forty-ninth floor is fierce. It's a pity I can't be there to witness it firsthand." The man wearing the black and white mask sighed, seemingly quite regretful.

Others also expressed regret, saying that it would be better to watch it once than to stay here and place bets.

Who do you think can go up to the fiftieth floor?

Suddenly, someone asked.

After a long silence, Miss Yao said with a smile, "The God of Slaughter has always been famous, but this newly emerged expert is extraordinary. The informant described him as coming and going like the wind, killing without a trace. He is simply a well-trained assassin. Although there are many assassins in the Netherworld Path, this kind is relatively rare."

The beautiful young woman chimed in, "They are quite similar, except one prefers quick battles while the other enjoys the process of brutal killing. It's really hard to say who would win between them."

"Speaking of which, the person that Young Master Gu bet on is now far behind. There are only three hours left. Unless she has extraordinary abilities, it is impossible for her to reach the fiftieth floor ahead of them. It seems that Young Master Gu is destined to lose."

The beautiful young woman chuckled as she glanced at Gu Yuqing, seemingly pleased to see him suffer such a crushing defeat.

After all, he made a fortune last time, which did attract a lot of envy. Moreover, some people wanted to see whether he was just lucky or if everything was under his control.

If it is the latter, then this person is quite terrifying.

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look, their gazes falling on Gu Yuqing. However, he remained calm, as if the whole affair had nothing to do with him, even though he should be the one who was most nervous at this moment.

Isn't he worried at all? If he loses this, he might never be able to recover in his entire life.

Just as everyone was wondering what was going on, an intelligence agent arrived with the latest intelligence.

"Someone has already broken through to the fiftieth floor. Congratulations, Young Master Gu."

Everyone was startled upon hearing this and turned to look at Gu Yuqing, only to see that he remained calm and composed, with a faint smile on his lips, as if he had everything under control.

"The fiftieth floor?" someone exclaimed in a low voice. "Weren't those two engaged in a fierce battle on the forty-ninth floor?"

"If it wasn't them, then who reached the fiftieth floor? And how could they have reached the fiftieth floor without going through the forty-ninth floor?"

"This is impossible. Could the intelligence be wrong?"

Are you questioning the intelligence network of the Dark Alley itself?

After these words, a long silence ensued. No one dared to go against the Dark Alley, and everyone knew how formidable it was.

At this moment, Mr. Nian's cold gaze swept over Gu Yuqing.

The person who congratulated him earlier meant that the person he had bet on had reached the fiftieth floor. But logically, this shouldn't be the case. The people on the forty-ninth floor are still fighting. How could someone who is still on the forty-seventh floor manage to jump three floors in a row?

Seeing the puzzled looks from the crowd, Gu Yuqing casually raised his eyes and said lightly, "What's so surprising about that? Normally, you can't reach the fiftieth floor in the trial, but the Netherworld Trial has other ways to directly reach the fiftieth floor."

"You mean the Death Gate?" Mr. Nian's face darkened, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

Gu Yuqing smiled slightly, tapping his fingertips lightly on the table. His tone was casual but contained a deeper meaning: "That's right, the Gate of Death is dangerous, but it is the fastest route. However, no one has ever succeeded in taking it, and very few people dare to go."

Mr. Nian snorted coldly: "The Gate of Death is a place where one is almost certain to die. Even if one is lucky enough to pass it, one's body will be severely injured. She will not be able to pass Meng Po's test either."

Gu Yuqing lowered his gaze slightly, his smile undiminished: "That's not necessarily true."