Chapter 1730: Chapter 1655: The Most Miserable in History! The Fate of the Heavenly Demon and Spirit Demon!

The King of Hell fell silent again, lost in thought.

The Heavenly Demon and the Spirit Demon didn’t dare to breathe, fearful of revealing any flaw.

"It’s possible, I’ve only caught his true form, perhaps his incarnation sneaked in too," the King of Hell said in a deep voice, his tone somewhat milder. "No worries, this place isn’t so easily breached. Right now, the Sword Emperor and others are causing havoc everywhere, I need to deal with them, and you must go to provide support immediately."

Saying this, his figure suddenly vanished, and the overbearing pressure dissipated instantly, as if the air could flow again. The Spirit Demon and Heavenly Demon could breathe once more.

Instantly, they breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling a sense of collapse, their backs drenched in cold sweat.

They almost couldn’t hold on. If the King of Hell had asked a few more questions, they might have exposed themselves.

The aura of the King of Hell was terrifying, lying in front of him required immense psychological fortitude; any slight negligence could reveal something unusual.

The two quickly flew away from there and soon vanished into the horizon.

...

Inside the King of Greed’s treasure bag.

"Does this King of Hell consider me a little treasure? He actually put me in his treasure bag!" Huang Yi muttered, taking out three God Crystal Stones from his storage ring and popping them into his mouth.

These were his last three God Crystal Stones. His current realm was too high; even absorbing all three wouldn’t replenish his divine power.

At this moment, he was amidst endless mountains of gold and silver, treasures as far as the eye could see, everywhere there were dazzling divine weapons and armor, various potions all around, beyond sight, many of which were unheard of.

However, someone of the Demon King’s stature probably looked down on these things, using them as rewards distributed to the demon clan subordinates to make them work harder.

All these treasures were covered with a thin membrane, strictly protected. As Huang Yi was not their owner, he could only watch, unable to destroy or use them.

"[System Prompt]: [Reincarnation of the Lord of Suffering, Abi King] has lost all Health Points. Since you are the New Generation of Grim Reaper and control the Rule of Death, do you consent to his death?"

At this moment, Huang Yi received a system prompt. It seemed the situation outside was dangerous, with elite experts beginning to suffer casualties.

"I do not consent!" Huang Yi shook his head.

"[System Prompt]: You have vetoed the death of [Reincarnation of the Lord of Suffering, Abi King], within 24 hours, he will possess the ability of undying."

Now, all players’ life or death was up to him.

However, there were ten billion players worldwide, and people were dying all the time. If everyone required his consent, he’d be overwhelmed, and his Prestige Points were far from sufficient.

So he previously set a condition: apart from Xiao Chunzi and a few particularly important people, players below Divine Domain level would not be rescued, adhering to the previous death rules.

As for Divine Domain players, they were the top echelon, and he had to protect this group.

Huang Yi paced inside the treasure bag, pondering an escape plan.

He could try using brute force, like expending 100 points of Power of the Nefalem, flapping the Wings of Slaughter ten times to exponentially increase his strength and attempt a breakout, but he wasn’t sure if such brute force would work.

Moreover, since the King of Hell could place him in the treasure bag, it also indicated that others might also be placed in this bag soon, so it might be best to wait and work together on an escape plan.

...

On a remote asteroid, Miyamoto Musashi stood with hands behind his back, gazing at the four planets at the center of the starry sky. There, chaotic lights occasionally erupted, and he stood quietly, watching with indifference.

At this time, two figures suddenly appeared in the void ahead: the Spirit Demon and the Heavenly Demon.

"Why did you take so long?" Miyamoto Musashi asked, frowning.

"The King of Hell interrogated us for a while, delaying us a bit," Heavenly Demon said, shaking the magic cloak, [Bloodstained Elegance], on his back.

"No one followed you, right? This must remain secret!" Miyamoto Musashi looked around cautiously.

"Rest assured! We are more careful than you, no one can track us, not even the King of Hell!" the Spirit Demon smiled confidently.

"That’s good!" Miyamoto Musashi nodded, flicked his hand, and took out two beautifully packaged boxes, handing them over. "These two bottles of Pact of Water are expensive, but worth every penny. Once you drink them, you can break free from the Demon Clan. Open and inspect the goods."

"Finally, we can break free from the Demon Clan!" The Spirit Demon took a box eagerly and started to unpack it with anticipation.

The Heavenly Demon also unwrapped the other box, mocking, "The King of Hell is truly foolish to think he can enslave us forever. It’s not so easy; we are destined for Divine Enthronement!"

"You will never attain Divine Enthronement!"

At that moment, a majestic and grand voice resounded across the heavens and earth!

The imposing figure of the King of Hell suddenly appeared in the void, like a ruling sovereign descending, suppressing everything.

The Heavenly Demon and Spirit Demon trembled violently in fear, their eyes filled with terror, staring blankly at the suddenly appearing King of Hell, their minds blank.

They had been so careful, confident that even the mighty King of Hell couldn’t track them.