Once in a Thousand Years King Meng Degang, his incarnation was beheaded, God City dismantled, fleeing with a broken arm, defeated into the Depth of the Death World. Later generations penned satirical verses: The Rock King shed tears by a thousand rows, lost his homeland in a single day. Bitter are the woes of the Nether Realm, forced to relocation, Meng Degang.
At this moment, Meng Degang's nose was flaring with flames, having fled three hundred thousand miles, he sat cross-legged, meditating with all his might, finally purging the curse's power completely.
"I will not rest until we are both dead!" His seven orifices spewed white smoke, this was no exaggeration, it was true smoke from his seven apertures. He did not return to the Otherworld just yet.
At this moment, Xiao Chen and his group followed the Three Skeletons deeper into the World of Death.
