Heroes' Prison-Chapter 1598 - 1524: Retreat of the Reinforcements

At this moment, Sharp Sword turned to look outside the Coffin Grand Formation and said, "The Tomb God is coming soon, let’s go out! He will take you to the ’Tomb of All Beings’ within God’s Tomb. That’s a common burial ground that involves all Heaven-Sent Men. Once you get there, use the Reincarnator’s power to initiate a grand formation that can transfer all Heaven-Sent Men from the Underworld to the Mortal Realm, without needing to pass through the Respawn Point."

After speaking, Sharp Sword gazed thoughtfully at Death God’s coffin one last time before turning away with the crowd.

As soon as they left the Coffin Grand Formation, they indeed saw someone slowly emerging from the distant red mist.

That person’s back was curved, supported by a cane in his hand, limping along like an elderly man at the end of his days, lacking the imposing aura of a strong figure.

Yet, the crowd dared not underestimate him, for it was this old man who previously killed them one by one through that red mist, leaving them without the ability to resist.

The Tomb God leaned on his cane, walked in front of the crowd, and slightly bowed toward Sharp Sword, saying, "Greetings, Lord of the Underworld."

Sharp Sword nodded, pointed toward Dao Feng and the others, and said, "I’ll leave these people to you; I have some very important matters to deal with, so I’ll be off first."

With that, his figure gradually faded, disappearing into thin air.

The Tomb God glanced over the crowd, giving Dao Feng an extra look, and said, "Little ones, ride the Chariot with me!"

He then struck the ground heavily several times with his cane, sending rhythmic sounds far and wide.

From the distant red mist, the "boom" sound arose along with several dog barks.

Three red hounds with three heads each darted out, pulling a sled made of white bones, stopping before the crowd.

These fierce dogs had their mouths wide open, tongues lolling, drooling long trails of saliva, appearing utterly menacing.

"Aren’t these The Three-Headed Dogs, Cerberus?" Abigail suddenly chuckled, crouched down, and reached out to pet the heads of the fierce dogs.

Though appearing menacing, the dogs seemed close to Abigail’s emitted aura, squinting their eyes and wagging their tails, enjoying his touch comfortably.

Abigail, as King Abi of The Eighteenth Level of Hell, was very familiar with The Three-Headed Dogs.

The Tomb God led Dao Feng and the others onto the bone sled, took hold of the reins, and tossed them vigorously.

The three-headed dogs pulled the bone sled, dashing toward the other part of the Starry Sky, like a meteor streaking across the sky.

The Coffin Grand Formation behind them got further away, but the brilliant glow from the Death God’s coffin still shone upon them.

At this moment, Dao Feng stood right next to the Tomb God, curiously watching as he drove the magical bone sled.

The Tomb God turned to Dao Feng, smiled slightly, and said, "Little one, it seems you have gained quite a bit, merging with Mad Blade’s Divine Soul. No wonder Lord of the Underworld meddled, letting you pass through that blood mist."

"Hmm? What do you mean? Sharp Sword meddled to let me pass through that blood mist?" Dao Feng was slightly taken aback.

"Of course! Otherwise, how come only you survived among your team?" Tomb God chuckled.

...

The Second World was already at the final juncture.

The four supportive Void God beings were injured, with only Huang Yi and the dean having relatively strong combat power. However, regardless of their efforts, the battle’s course was unchangeable.

The Moon Clan’s Shuang Sha was almost done arranging the Lunar Prison, with only a tiny patch of sky left.

The Second World appeared as if it was already trapped in a net, in the last stage of being cinched closed.

"Swoosh~" At this moment, Huang Yi dashed to Female Slayer’s side, the Wrath of the Godslayer striking instantaneously, axe blade flickering with sharp red glow.

Female Slayer dodged agilely, continuing to set the coordinates, saying faintly, "God of Slaughter, stop your struggle! You know full well that no matter how you interfere, you can’t stop us, you might as well escape early. The universe is vast, with your power, you’re bound to find a place to stay, why fixate on The Second World?" 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

"The universe is indeed vast, but there is only one Second World," Huang Yi said coldly, continuing to attack Female Slayer, striving to delay time.

He had just heard the announcement of Sharp Sword becoming Lord of the Underworld, indicating that affairs in God’s Tomb were over, and Dao Feng and others must have had fortuitous encounters, very likely gaining the ability to return to the Mortal Realm.

Every moment he delayed meant more hope for Dao Feng and the others to return from the Underworld.

"God of Slaughter, it’s the final juncture, what do we do?" At this moment, Holy Giant Dragon Mihal dragged his crippled tail and asked anxiously toward Huang Yi.

Huang Yi turned to look, and the male slayer was already in view from afar, soon to converge with Female Slayer, by then, the Celestial Web would be fully formed, the whole Second World engulfed in the Lunar Prison’s blockade.

A decision must be made now, either enter The Second World and perish together with it, dying trapped within the Lunar Prison.

Or escape far from The Second World while there’s still time, otherwise once the Lunar Prison is complete, and Moon Clan’s Shuang Sha have free hands, everyone will die.

Huang Yi naturally planned to return within The Second World; he possesses an incarnation outside The Second World, both inside and outside he can exert power, elegantly handling various situations.

But for the four supportive Void Gods, they are not obligated to die with The Second World, fighting till now has been more than enough.

Huang Yi pursed his lips, looking at the four injured supportive Void Gods, and called out loudly, "Everyone, thank you for fighting for The Second World. At present, it seems The Second World can’t avoid this calamity, go back and warn your kind! Please beseech your races to dispatch more formidable beings, and form an allied rescue army, breaking the Lunar Prison from outside to save The Second World. Whatever the outcome, The Second World will surely remember your benevolence."

Upon hearing this, the four supportive Void Gods stopped battling the King of Hell and retreated far away.

"God of Slaughter, rest assured! Once we return to the Dragon Realm, we’ll surely implore the three Supreme Dragon Emperors to send more strong warriors to rescue The Second World," Holy Giant Dragon Mihal solemnly promised, then swiftly escaped toward the Dragon Realm with the Red Dragon.

"Our Dream Tribe will continue to pay attention to The Second World!" After saying this, the Dream Tribe’s Void God Sosmeng Kai immediately released a stretch of Dreamland, entering it, disappearing without a trace.

"God of Slaughter, take care!" Battle Clan’s Void God Southern Emperor Zhanwu clutched the wound on his chest, nodded toward Huang Yi, escaped towards the distant starry sky.