Just as the woman from the Purgatory Fire Pool and King Nanlin were about to clash,

a cacophony of hoarse and piercing crow calls blanketed the sky, followed by a wave of blood scent and Yin Qi.

That burst of Yin Qi, like the cries of the crows, was filled with a chilling coldness.

The woman and King Nanlin turned to look in the direction of the sound, only to see a flock of bloodthirsty crows arranged in a "human" formation that had already arrived before them.

Finally, when they were about twenty meters away from the lake, the flock of crows suddenly dove down, converging, and transformed into King Wumeng.

"Who are you?" King Wumeng asked the woman from the Purgatory Fire Pool first, with a furious expression, angry about the woman setting fire to the warriors of the Crow Tribe earlier.

The woman did not respond, and the flames around her body became more intense.

After huffing angrily, King Wumeng turned his gaze to King Nanlin and asked, "And who are you? How did you end up imprisoned under the gates of the Netherworld City?"

King Nanlin's face tightened, and he replied coldly, "Never mind who I am. I just want to know, did you come here for me?"

King Wumeng frowned, not replying, wondering to himself whether he should take a side in this apparent conflict between this prisoner and the woman, join the fray without taking sides, or perhaps form an alliance with one to eliminate the other first.

It seemed he had forgotten that there was still another person lying on the ground.

"He is the escaped prisoner, not me, and I hold no value for you," the woman said to King Wumeng.

King Wumeng chuckled, thinking that the masked woman was trying to persuade him to join forces with her.

However, the woman then said, "If you're not going to capture him, then get out of my way, or else don't blame me for not warning you!"

After hearing these words, King Wumeng was very displeased. It was at this moment that he noticed someone lying on the grass by the lake.

King Wumeng was startled! He couldn't understand why he had only just now noticed the person lying on the ground.

The person was extremely conspicuous; all the Yang Energy within hundreds of miles was gathering towards him, infusing into his body. And the person himself was emitting powerful Yang Energy, making it even more difficult to miss him than it would be to miss the purple lake right in front of them.

Most crucially, the person possessed a Yang Spirit; he was someone from the mortal world.

Recalling everything that had transpired not long ago, a sharp light shot from King Wumeng's eyes. Then, looking at King Nanlin, he asked, "Just now, you disappeared for a moment. Did you go to the mortal world and bring this lad from there into the Netherworld?"

King Nanlin sneered and his eyes glowed ominously.

"Who is he, then?" King Wumeng asked in surprise.

At that moment, a purple light flashed in Chen Hao's left eye. The seal that Ye Yuqiao had left in his eye using the Nether King's Power, after being partly broken by King Nanlin just before, had now fully restored itself.

Upon seeing this, King Wumeng was stunned.

A youth from the mortal world, around twenty years old, with such intense Yang Energy, and a mysterious enchanting power on his left eye.

"Who else could this be but Chen Hao!" King Wumeng marveled internally.

Although he had never seen what Chen Hao looked like, he was now certain that the person who appeared to be unconscious on the grass was indeed Chen Hao.

With no time left to speculate why King Nanlin had brought Chen Hao to the Netherworld, King Wumeng twisted off his own left arm with his right hand, then flung it high into the sky. Once aloft, his left arm suddenly transformed into a crow as large as an eagle and sped off to the north. In the blink of an eye, it reached the northern horizon and became a black dot.

King Wumeng intended for this crow to rush to report to the Dark Law King in Netherworld City, to inform him that Chen Hao, their sworn enemy, was currently in the Netherworld.

"Did that crow go back for reinforcement?" the woman asked King Wumeng. Although her tone was calm, she was somewhat anxious inside, thinking she must quickly rescue Chen Hao, otherwise it would be troublesome if other Dharma Kings arrived.

"You're here just to save this kid on the ground?" King Wumeng asked the woman.

The woman snorted coldly and replied, "I'm here to kill him and, while I'm at it, to kill you too."

"Then why are you here?" King Nanlin questioned King Wumeng, looking at him doubtfully. Like the woman from the Purgatory Fire Pool, he also held King Wumeng in contempt, which was evident in his tone.

King Wumeng was even less pleased now; feeling looked down upon was an unpleasant experience.

"I originally came here just to keep an eye on you," King Wumeng admitted frankly. "Now it's for him; I want to take him back and then tear him to pieces!"

King Wumeng pointed at Chen Hao.

"Get lost!" King Nanlin was very rude, and he wouldn't be courteous to anyone, "He's mine. If you want to seek death, then stick around a little longer. I'll kill her first, then come for you!"

"He's mine!" the woman reiterated.

"It seems we all want him!" said King Wumeng.

No one spoke further.

Shortly after, the atmosphere around the purple lake became deadly still as three terrifying powers rapidly expanded.

On the surface, none of the three had made a move yet.

In reality, they had already begun to compete and measure each other's strength.

King Nanlin smirked as the purple lake behind him surged and swelled from the clashing forces;

The woman from the Purgatory Fire Pool sneered with her eyes, the fierce flames around her transitioning from bright yellow to orange-red, while the tender green moist grass under her feet had turned into a barren scorched earth. Each breath she took caused the scorched area to spread further.

Compared to the relaxed demeanor of King Nanlin and the woman, King Wumeng seemed strained, but several miles away, tens of thousands of crows were rushing towards him.

Beyond that, his subordinates, the warriors of the Crow Tribe, had already slaughtered most of the Twisted Forest and were moving in this direction.

A minute later.

Seeing the billowing smoke rising from the north of the Twisted Forest and the sky alighting with flames, King Nanlin had a rough idea of the situation there.

Nevertheless, the true terror of the Twisted Forest had yet to reveal itself.

Suddenly, a massive wooden sword appeared in King Nanlin's hands, over a meter long and thick as his arm.

With another cold laugh, King Nanlin drove the wooden sword into the ground,

The sword plunged deep into the grass, and immediately, numerous cracks appeared beneath King Nanlin's feet.

Soon after, a continuing boom resonated, and the entire Twisted Forest began to shake violently.

At this moment, the hoarse jeers of the crow flock sounded from all around, and the war cries of the nearby Crow Tribe warriors grew louder.

"Awaken, ancient tree!" King Nanlin declared, staring at the wooden sword.

Not long after King Nanlin's call, the trembling in the Twisted Forest intensified.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Clods of earth and billowing dust suddenly erupted from the ground, shooting into the dark clouds that shrouded the Twisted Forest.

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