Chapter 1 Although the Demon Lord is evil-minded, cruel, tyrannical, and lecherous, it is undeniable that he possesses extraordinary talent. From his rise to fame, he became the number one public enemy of the Taiyi Sect in just a few years.

Even the lofty Sect Leader praised the Night Roamer as the "most talented in fifty years."

The last person to receive this praise was the Female Marshal, and even Fu Qingyang has not received any praise from the Taiyi Sect Leader so far.

Therefore, when the elders of the Five Elements Alliance heard Yin Ji mention the Demon Lord's fear and lingering dread of the "Aphonia Village," their hearts suddenly sank.

Yuan Shi Tianzun is their "treasure," a key figure they are cultivating.

If the Zhu family head's sister coveted Yuan Shi Tianzun, even if it didn't cause any substantial harm, even if the Fu Province branch protected her, the Five Elements Alliance would blacklist her without hesitation.

If Yuan Shi Tianzun was harmed, Zhu Rong would never have a good outcome, although she is not having a good outcome now—her face was peeled off by a madman.

Seeing the Five Elements Alliance elders looking at her, seeing Gou Zhanglao's anxious expression, Yin Ji recalled:

"He didn't go into much detail, only saying that he initially focused on the wrong things and almost died in the dungeon. He was able to survive entirely by luck."

When she and the Demon Lord were in love, both were already in the Saint realm. The matter of Aphonia Village was just casual conversation after tea, a casual chat about the past.

The Demon Lord didn't say too much, and she didn't care about dungeons in the Extraordinary stage, so she didn't ask further. Focusing on the wrong things… Fu Qingyang repeated silently. He didn't know the mission or the Lingjing introduction of Aphonia Village, so he couldn't make a judgment.

But one thing was certain: this dungeon hid a trick, and only by seeing through the trick could one survive; otherwise, death was certain.

Even the Demon Lord didn't see through the trick, which showed how dangerous it was. Could Yuan Shi clear it smoothly?

With this interlude, the Five Elements Alliance elders' expressions became serious, and they watched the competition absentmindedly.

The most worried among them was Gou Zhanglao, because Yuan Shi Tianzun was a direct subordinate of his direct subordinate. In the future, when he advanced to the Saint realm, he would be an enforcer directly under Gou Zhanglao's command.

To put it simply: his faction!

The Taiyi Sect Night Roamers discussed in low voices:

"It sounds like an A-level dungeon with extremely high difficulty."

"A-level dungeons are second only to S-level. Which A-level isn't dangerous and difficult? However, the fact that even the Demon Lord almost died in it is interesting. If Yuan Shi Tianzun fails in the dungeon, it would be even more interesting. There will be big news tomorrow."

"Don't be so short-sighted. If Yuan Shi Tianzun can't survive, can we? What will happen if we encounter this dungeon in the future? Even if we don't encounter it, what about future fellow disciples? I'd rather Yuan Shi Tianzun come out alive and enrich our Taiyi Sect's database. Alas, it will probably cost a lot of money then. Elder Sun is confused. If he had recruited Yuan Shi Tianzun earlier, the top three in the arena competition would definitely have been ours."

"Speaking of which, where did Yuan Ting go?"

"It's said that Elder Sun sent him to the training camp again, this time for devil-level training." "How pitiful..."

The news quickly spread among the audience. With the Taiyi Sect's embellished descriptions, everyone knew that Yuan Shi Tianzun had entered a hell-mode dungeon again.

"What? The Taiyi Sect said that the dungeon Yuan Shi Tianzun entered is even harder than S-level?" "What? Even the Demon Lord almost died in it? Is this a guaranteed-death dungeon?"

"What? The Demon Lord said it was a guaranteed-death dungeon?"

"What? The Demon Lord and the Taiyi Sect said it was a guaranteed-death dungeon?"

Aphonia Village.

Zhang Yuanqing stood outside the courtyard gate, grabbing the old man's wrist to prevent him from escaping, and manipulated the Yin corpse to respond, "If you don't mind, then I'll come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man suddenly struggled violently, his wrinkled face showing terror, and shook his head vigorously.

The old man seemed very afraid of Wang Xiao'er; he didn't want me to go in? Zhang Yuanqing noticed this phenomenon, and his heart stirred. He silently activated the "Devouring Spirit" skill, and a viscous black substance surged from the depths of his eyes, filling his eye sockets.

Suddenly, the stone house in front of him "ignited" with wisps of Yin energy like thick smoke.

It was as if this wasn't a house, but a tomb where an ancient corpse that had been sleeping for thousands of years was buried. Wang Xiao'er's Yin energy is so exaggerated? Zhang Yuanqing's heart sank. At this moment, Wang Xiao'er's hoarse voice came from the house:

"Come on in, why haven't you come in yet? I'm so tired; I can't talk from this far away." ... The old man struggled more and more violently, making "ah ah" sounds, his face terrified, as if he was trying to dissuade the young man from entering the house.

Zhang Yuanqing manipulated the Yin corpse, walking step by step towards the stone house, crossing the small courtyard, and arriving at the two black, half-rotten wooden doors.

The door was not locked; it was also half-open, and the crack in the door was filled with a thick, lightless darkness.

Undead No. 1 didn't have the ability to see through the darkness, so Zhang Yuanqing couldn't see the scene inside through the Yin corpse's vision.

If I didn't have the Yin corpse, the best way to deal with this would be to take out the Burst Pistol, stand my ground, and shatter these two doors... Zhang Yuanqing controlled Undead No. 1 to raise its hand and gently push open the wooden door.

Weak light shone into the stone house. Behind the threshold was an outer hall, with a square table. There was a dark mass on the table.

Zhang Yuanqing controlled Undead No. 1 to step over the threshold and enter the house.

He could see it more clearly now. He saw thin hemp ropes hanging from the beams, and each rope was tied to a tongue, like cured meat hanging up. At this moment, the dark mass on the table turned around.

It turned out to be a head with disheveled hair covered in dirt. It turned its face, its bloodshot eyes filled with deathly stillness wide open, black, viscous blood flowing from its mouth, and a voice gargling with phlegm in its throat, murmuring:

"You've come; I'm so hungry...."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two rotten doors slammed shut, and at the same time, Zhang Yuanqing lost control of the Yin corpse.

His will was forcibly "driven" back to his body. "Ah ah ah~" Seeing this scene, the old man was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he screamed hoarsely. In the windows of the nearby rammed-earth houses and stone houses, pairs of cold eyes appeared, watching this scene.

What a pain! Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand like a knife, knocking the old man unconscious, while leaving Little Silly to watch over him and guard the surroundings.

He strode into the courtyard and summoned the Thug Gloves from his inventory.

Deng deng deng... Zhang Yuanqing ran wildly to the closed wooden door, clenching his fists and slamming them together.

Like a high-explosive grenade exploding, the shockwave blew the wooden door apart, turning it into charred fragments.

The tongues hanging in the house shook violently in the shockwave. The expanding flames dispelled the darkness, illuminating the scene in the hall.

Undead No. 1 was lying on the ground, and a head with disheveled hair covered in grease and blood was gnawing on Undead No. 1's head.

"Crunch, crunch..."

The sound of the skull being crushed made one's scalp tingle.

Half of Undead No. 1's head was gone, and red and white matter was flowing out. What good teeth... Zhang Yuanqing's mouth twitched. While regaining control of Undead No. 1, he took out the Burst Pistol and Insight Goggles, aimed at the head, and pulled the trigger.

The Burst Pistol and Insight Goggles were matched equipment.

Without the latter, with Zhang Yuanqing's marksmanship, he would probably shoot the bullet into his own Yin corpse's brain, no, into its brain matter... Bang bang!

The bullets accurately hit the hideous head, and the attached bursting effect generated great force, causing the head to roll out like a ball.

"It hurts, it hurts..."

The head let out a shrill cry, wailing, "My body, my body..."

Accompanied by cries, there was a "clang" from the inner room, like the sound of a wooden board falling to the ground.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately turned his gun and aimed at the door of the inner room, which was covered with black cloth. A figure walked out with stiff, monotonous steps.

It was wearing coarse linen clothes, its arms were hanging down, its fingernails were black and sharp, and its neck was empty, without a head.

The body walked to the head, stretched out its hands covered with black fingernails, picked up the head, and pressed it onto its neck.

The flesh between the necks squirmed rapidly, intertwined with each other, and there was a "crack" sound of bones connecting in the flesh.

Wang Xiao'er's eyeballs moved irregularly in their sockets, sometimes up, sometimes down, sometimes disappearing, as if the eyeballs could rotate 360 degrees.

"Gurgle gurgle..."

Wang Xiao'er's eyeballs rolled upwards, disappeared into their sockets, and in the next second, the eyeballs sank with a "gurgle" and stared straight at Zhang Yuanqing.

"I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry, I want to eat you..."

He screamed shrilly, like a beast that had lost its mind, and pounced over. Wang Xiao'er has become a Yin corpse... Zhang Yuanqing raised his gun and pulled the trigger.

The bullets burst into flames on Wang Xiao'er's chest, but they couldn't stop him at all.

This Yin corpse actually resisted the bullets of the Burst Pistol with its "flesh and blood."

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing put away the pistol and summoned the Bloodthirsty Blade, while manipulating Undead No. 1 to meet the enemy.

"Bang!"

Undead No. 1 was violently knocked away, smashing the square table, rolling to the wall, and with a bang against the wall, dust rustled down.

Wang Xiao'er staggered, quickly stabilized his steps, and continued to pounce towards Zhang Yuanqing, muttering unconsciously, "I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry, your flesh is more delicious..."

Copper skin and iron bones? What quality of Yin corpse is this... Zhang Yuanqing's pupils shrank slightly, and he decisively used Night Roam.

Wang Xiao'er lost his target and looked around blankly.

There! Zhang Yuanqing appeared silently behind him, and the Bloodthirsty Blade slashed at Wang Xiao'er's back collar.

This weapon, which had been with him for a long time, was still very reliable, deeply embedded in the flesh and blood, stuck in the neck bone. Wang Xiao'er suddenly turned around, and his arm swept back, whistling through the air.

Zhang Yuanqing decisively abandoned the Bloodthirsty Blade, ducked to avoid Wang Xiao'er's sweep, and snapped his fingers.

Undead No. 1 in the corner received its master's order and strode with heavy steps, like an armored tank crashing into Wang Xiao'er, and a layer of gray light curtain appeared on the surface of its body.

The accumulated defense light curtain was activated.

Bang! The two Yin corpses collided, like heavy iron balls colliding. The feet of the two corpses sank, and black clods of earth splashed from the solid mud.

Zhang Yuanqing took out a black mask painted with a white skull from his inventory, held it in his hand, and then his body suddenly stiffened.

The spirit body wandered out of its body.

A shadow that seemed real and illusory floated out and crashed into Wang Xiao'er's body.

Wang Xiao'er's body suddenly stiffened, and then trembled all over, like an epileptic patient. This was Zhang Yuanqing's spirit body possession, fighting for the dominance of Wang Xiao'er's body.

While the two sides were deadlocked, Undead No. 1, which had received its master's order, turned around, walked to Zhang Yuanqing's physical body, took the Silencer Mask, and put it on Wang Xiao'er's face.

All movement disappeared.

Wang Xiao'er no longer struggled, standing still in place. Zhang Yuanqing's spirit body floated out and returned to his physical body.

"Unable to devour the spirit body..."

Zhang Yuanqing walked to Wang Xiao'er's side and frowned.

The Night Roamer in the spirit roam state could still use the "Devouring Spirit" skill, which was the most effective way to deal with Yin corpses, but Night Roamers basically wouldn't use it when fighting each other.

Because once you spirit roam, you're done.

The physical body becomes a lamb to be slaughtered, and the spirit body will also be suppressed by the enemy who is also a Night Roamer.

Earlier, when he possessed Wang Xiao'er, he tried to devour Wang Xiao'er's spirit body, but he failed.

This situation was similar to the inability to devour the shoulder-sitting vengeful spirit in the Three Dao Mountain Niangniang Temple. The level 1 Night Roamer at the time wrote in the walkthrough that the shoulder-sitting vengeful spirit could not be devoured. This was the Lingjing's protection mechanism.

Some more important "NPCs" cannot be erased, while in Yin-Yang Town, Wang Widow's children can be devoured at will. Those little vengeful spirits are not irreplaceable spirit bodies.

"Logically speaking, the characters in the dungeon will be refreshed. Since they can be refreshed, then why can't they be devoured? It's a bit strange...."

Zhang Yuanqing didn't dwell on the Lingjing mechanism and immediately used the Bloodthirsty Blade to dismember Wang Xiao'er's body and smash his head.

This Yin corpse was completely still.

Then, he ordered Undead No. 1 to go to the inner room to find a porcelain bowl and fill two large bowls with the Yin corpse's bodily fluids (corpse oil and blood), which were all very good Yin materials.

He put the porcelain bowl filled with Yin corpse fluid into the inventory.

The inventory could hold some small objects from the Lingjing, but large objects could not be stored.

"I remember the Lingjing introduction mentioned that Wang Xiao'er brought out funerary objects from the tomb. His funerary objects must still be here."

Apart from the coffin, bed, and a few wooden cabinets in the inner room, there was no extra furniture. Zhang Yuanqing went into the inner room and rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, but he found nothing.

It shouldn't be like this. Where are the funerary objects?

There were no clues. This was unreasonable. According to my experience, Wang Xiao'er, as one of the important characters in the dungeon, would definitely leave clues here. There was no reason for the Lingjing Xingzhe to fight to the death, finally solve the danger, but have no gains.

Zhang Yuanqing thought for a few seconds and walked back to the outer hall, heading directly for the tongues hanging from the beams.

"Puff!"

He waved the Bloodthirsty Blade and cut off one of the hemp ropes, catching the falling tongue. A few seconds later, item information appeared:

[Name: Tongue]

[Type: Oral soft tissue] [Function: Speaking]

[Introduction: A tongue cut from the villagers' mouths. If you get it, please return it to the villagers.] [Remarks: Anyway, you can't tell whose tongue it is, so do whatever you want, as long as you're happy.]

"The tongue is the clue, return the tongue to the villagers, and then get information from their mouths?"

After reading the remarks, Zhang Yuanqing knew the correct use of the tongue.

He immediately walked out of the stone house, crossed the small courtyard, and came to the unconscious old man, putting the tongue into the other person's mouth.

In the next second, the tongue miraculously reconnected, intact as before, as if it had never been cut off.

"Slap!"

Zhang Yuanqing slapped the old man awake.

The old man opened his eyes and jumped up in terror, cursing:

"You little bastard, you little bastard... Eh, I can talk?!"

The old man's face was full of surprise, and he cursed a few more times, confirming that he had really regained his ability to speak.

"Grandpa, I have something to ask you," Zhang Yuanqing said.

"You little bastard, ask, ask you..." Seeing the young man raising his shiny knife, the old man changed his words:

"Young man, you're really awesome, you have great martial arts skills, and you killed Wang Xiao'er for us. Whatever you want to know, grandpa will tell you everything."