Full-time Creation Master

There were originally dozens of undead on the surface, but when the abyss inexplicably appeared, all of them fell down.

The sunlight slanted, casting a hazy glow that only illuminated the side wall of this abyss of despair, lighting up one half while leaving the other half still pitch black.

Below that, nothing could be seen; it was pitch black.

The only sound was the frenzied devouring of the dozens of undead as they fell...

"Ughh ...

"Ughhhhhh!!!! Waa ...

The screams of the corpses exploded in the cave like thunder, and the earth hummed.

"Damn it! Sha Yuan is back again. How many years has it been? Seven years? Three years ahead of schedule?... "

A man still farming in the sandy soil spat out a mouthful of saliva, his eyes showing no fear but only some worry!

But he nimbly grabbed the mottled blue gong from the edge of the field and started banging it loudly.

Perhaps due to the material, the gong sounded somewhat muffled!

In addition, because the gong has been passed down for countless generations, it sounds even slightly distorted!

As he pounded the ground, the man shouted, "Xiu, stop farming! Sha Yuan is here! Go back and wake everyone up to prepare for the sacrifice..."

"Third Uncle, quickly inform the clan elders to open the ancestral hall and get ready! This time, the scale of the attack on Sha Yuan is very large; we need to prepare for the highest-level sacrificial ceremony..."

"Xiao Li, gather all the babies born in the village in the last seven years. Don't waste time, or we'll have to wait until next time."

"By the time the children turn 12, there won't be enough time for a blessing ceremony, and they'll have to be sent away from the village..."

"........."

The Abyss of Evil, less than 5,000 meters from the village, attracts countless spirits to gather every time it breathes out a massive amount of Yin energy!

However, neither the Abyss of Evil nor the arriving undead and ghosts paid any attention to the "fresh and juicy" human village.

Even a few "lost" humans can still carve out a path and advance through the tide of the dead. If outsiders saw this, they would find it absolutely unbelievable!

While they were busy in Xiaohuyang Village, Chu Ming and Lingling suddenly stopped in their tracks in front of the collapsed abyss.

Because of the excessive speed and his height and recklessness, he didn't brake, and the inertia caused him to slide to the edge of the giant pit.

He looked down in shock, only to see the most terrifying sight of his life...

The scarlet pupils were densely packed, but they were by no means as beautiful as a sky full of stars.

Instead, they were so dense that they gave me goosebumps all over, making me feel as if my heart was being pierced a thousand times by the most greedy, hungry, and ferocious beams of light in the world!

It was very dark in the abyss, but the little girl Lingling saw countless bodies and limbs wriggling below.

They were piled up together, layer upon layer, corpse upon corpse, corpse upon corpse, piled up like a mountain...

If a pile of maggots is merely disgusting, then a pile of corpses is downright horrifying!

How big is the abyss?

As far as the eye could see, there wasn't a speck of soil to be seen; it was all covered in those gruesome corpses that made your scalp crawl!

Dozens of undead who rushed to absorb some of the remaining death energy exhaled by the Abyss of Fiends were directly pushed away.

By bending down slightly, one can see the undead falling, watch them plummet, watch them be swallowed by tens of thousands of ghostly hands, and watch countless corpse demons crawl onto their bodies, forming a huge sphere of corpses.

But once they fall, they're like raindrops falling into the ocean.

They vanished in an instant, swallowed up by the pile of corpses...

Thousands!

Ten thousand!

So many spirits were lying in a huge pit, like the cauldron of ten thousand evil spirits in the eighteenth level of hell had suddenly been overturned and exposed to the world.

The torment and pain of purgatory are fully revealed, and the surging resentment is about to transform into a towering pillar and turn into rolling black clouds!

Leng Lingling was completely stunned. He was so close to this abyss of evil; if he took just a few more steps, he would fall in…

Now, she'd rather be chopped to pieces by a knife and axe, or rot in a stinking pond...

Never fall into such a pit of corpses; it's no different from going straight to hell.

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"Children shouldn't watch this kind of stuff, it'll give them nightmares!"

Chu Ming's voice, carrying the sweet scent of mints, drifted down as the hem of his black trench coat swept across the scattered bones on the ground, his silver cufflinks gleaming coldly in the dim light.

With slender, well-defined fingers, he gently held the edge of Lingling's high ponytail, his movements as elegant as if he were turning the pages of a precious book, yet he easily pulled Lingling's mind away from that suffocating and eerie scene.

Startled like a fawn, Lingling suddenly turned around and bumped into Chu Ming's arms.

Her pink and white skirt was covered in sand, and the silver bells on her braids made a messy sound.

Chu Ming felt a steady heartbeat coming from his chest, but she also noticed the lingering scent of rouge and cedar on his sleeve.

Her earlobes instantly turned crimson, and she struggled to back away, but Chu Ming firmly pressed one hand down on her head.

"Phew~~~"

Lingling puffed out her cheeks and pushed Chu Ming away like a cat with its fur standing on end, her hair still covered in dust from his trench coat.

Sunlight streamed through the collapsed dome, illuminating the fine beads of sweat on her nose and the restless spirits behind her.

A rotting hand suddenly emerged from the ground, its skin a strange bluish-gray, its nails as black as ink, and a few wisps of rotten cloth hanging from its fingertips.

Then, more undead crawled out of the shadows, their hunched bodies riddled with holes from wriggling maggots, their tattered robes revealing stark white bones, and ghostly green flames flickering in their empty eye sockets.

They made a "clucking" sound from their throats, like rusty gears turning with difficulty, and the putrid smell condensed into a visible black mist that wafted towards the crowd.

"Haha?~~? It's normal for kids to be afraid of zombies and ghosts!"

Chu Ming put one hand in his pocket and gently flicked Lingling's hair with the other.

Scott, standing behind him, shifted uncomfortably. Sha Yuan!

Compared to the castle I had when I was a vampire, it was like comparing a firefly to the sun!

The Shadow Wolves crouched low, their dark golden fur standing on end, their amber eyes fixed on the undead, letting out low growls, their reaction even more intense than that of the Undead Vampires!

"You're still laughing!!!"

Lingling stomped her foot in anger, and the black notebook slammed against Chu Ming's leg with a dull thud.

She suddenly reached out and grabbed Chu Ming's tie, pulling it down so that the pink bow in his hair brushed against his chin: "If you laugh again, I'll tell Sister Ning Xue, Sister Shi Ya, Sister Nu Jiao, Sister Su Yao about you and Bishop Salang...!"

These words caused the surrounding air to freeze instantly. Scott's breathing became noticeably heavier, and the wolf kings' ears twitched uneasily before drooping down to cover their ears!

Chu Ming calmly grasped Lingling's wrist, his thumb gently tracing the cinnabar birthmark on the inside of her wrist: "Threatening the adults is not a good idea."