However, over the years, the number of people who can enter the Netherworld Mountain are very few, and even if they do enter, no one truly knows if the Netherworld actually exists.
At this moment, inside a cave in the Netherworld Mountain.
A black-robed figure stands with hands behind his back, gazing at the seventeen burning candles in front of him.
While the entire cave is windless, those candles gently flicker.
Yet one candle suddenly seems to blow out by a gust of wind, extinguishing with a sound.
The black-robed man raised an eyebrow and clenched his fists twice unconsciously: "Chang Hu is dead."
His voice is deep, as if it comes from beneath the earth.
Standing behind him is a middle-aged man emanating a dense aura of corpse, with a complexion pale as paper.
It's just that the middle-aged man has no pupils, and his skin is shriveled and wrinkled like a corpse.
This man is the corpse cultivator of the Netherworld Mountain, known as the Corpse Master.
