The Death Pass.
It was located in a very inconspicuous corner of District D.
If it weren't for the stooped old man leading him, Bu Fang might not have found it.
No, it should be said that the only entrance to District C was in this place.
Rumble.
They passed through the stone door.
As they walked further in, they saw black water flowing on the ground, which was filled with the power of curses. The water was cold and biting, like the water of the Acheron River that could freeze the soul of a person.
The stooped old man led Bu Fang to the front.
"This is a secret passage. A woman once told me about it … Unfortunately, I failed when I tried to break through it."
The stooped old man said to Bu Fang.
There seemed to be a little loneliness in his tone. The Death Pass was a sad place for him.
"You're strong, not bad among the Saints of the Great Path, but it's still a little difficult for you to pass the Death Pass."
The stooped old man turned around and glanced at Bu Fang.
Bu Fang twitched the corner of his mouth and did not say anything.
The old man was also a chef. When he mentioned this, Bu Fang was a little surprised.
However, the old man only said that the past was unbearable, and he did not talk too much with Bu Fang.
Their main goal was to pass the Death Pass.
"There are three Death Passes in total … Isn't that too few?"
The old man chuckled, revealing his yellow teeth.
Bu Fang paused. This old man was really out of place with the people of District D. At least, he was much more emotional than them.
He liked to smile.
"I passed the first two passes, but failed at the third. I hope you won't repeat my mistake."
The old man said.
"I really hope you can pass the Death Pass and take me to District C."
There seemed to be tears in the old man's eyes.
"Only when I enter District C can I see … that man."
Bu Fang nodded.
The old man told him the location, and he would take him to District C. This was an equivalent exchange.
Xiao Bai followed behind Bu Fang. Little Hu held Bu Fang's head and kept squeaking.
"The first stage is here."
The old man suddenly said.
Bu Fang was stunned.
Their footsteps came to a halt and they stopped in their tracks.
Around the colosseum.
The nobles who were watching immediately became excited.
"Oh! It had begun! Be obedient and tear them apart! "
"Even if I bet on them, they won't be able to pass the first round!"
"Brainlessly betting on this lowly person to lose!"
…
The nobles roared and craned their necks to stare at the screen.
Countess Xia Qiu glanced at the nobles and exhaled.
Nethery's eyes were indifferent as she stared at the scene. No one could tell what she was thinking.
The noblewoman, on the other hand, was quite interested. Her red lips curled up as if she was looking forward to something.
…
BOOM!!!
In the Death Pass.
Bu Fang's mental power spread out in all directions.
Buzz …
On the ground.
A cold sound of collision rang out from the flowing black water.
Slowly, a figure in black armor emerged.
The figure was wrapped in black bandages and clad in shabby armor. His aura fluctuated, and his cultivation base seemed to have reached the peak of the Saint of the Great Path.
Just the aura alone was enough to cause the entire passageway to rumble.
"Be careful … This is the Cursed Lich King!" The old man hurriedly reminded Bu Fang.
"The Filthy Demon King?" Bu Fang paused.
Then, he realized that it was not the Filthy Demon King.
Roar!
The Filthy Demon King roared. His body was permeated with the infinite curse power, which made his strength reach the peak of the Saint of the Great Path.
Rumble!
The Lich King moved very fast, and in a flash, he was closing in on Bu Fang.
"Don't touch his body. You will be entangled by the curse power and die instantly."
Bu Fang's heart skipped a beat when he sensed the curse power.
Boom!
The Lich King was bound. Although he couldn't use his magic power, his physical body was his greatest weapon. Every time he attacked, he would corrode the ground and form a deep pit.
After a few moves, the ground was full of corrosive pits.
Xiao Bai stood in the distance, his mechanical eyes flashing.
Little Hu and Xiaopi left Bu Fang's shoulders and lay down beside Xiao Bai.
The stooped old man clenched his fists excitedly.
Swoosh!
The Vermilion Robe fluttered, and Bu Fang landed on the last floor in the passage.
He was surrounded by the corrosive curse power.
…
"This boy can't escape!"
"Tear him to pieces! Tear his body to pieces! "
"Is this boy so weak? He can't even pass the first level … What a waste of my bet! "
The nobles were even more nervous than Bu Fang.
Some people who bet on Bu Fang to pass the first two levels held their heads in frustration and cursed viciously.
Some people laughed excitedly as if they could already see the Lich King tearing Bu Fang to pieces.
Countess Xia Qiu glanced at You.
"Aren't you going to bet, Goddess?"
She said with a smile.
Nethery shook her head and didn't say anything.
The noblewoman smiled and said, "You guys have fun. We're just here to watch … We'll go back soon. The Queen values Goddess very much and was afraid that she would be under too much pressure, so she asked me to bring her out to relax."
The noblewoman glanced at You, then turned to look at the scene in the fighting pit. The smile on her face grew wider.
Countess Xia Qiu seemed to understand something, and a sneer came over the corner of her mouth. She glanced at You, then turned to focus on the situation in the passage and said no more.
…
Of course, Bu Fang did not know that he had become the focus of many people's attention.
The Lich King, who was at the peak of the Saint of the Great Path in front of him, made Bu Fang a little wary.
In this passage, all energy seemed to be suppressed, so he could only use his physical strength.
This was not good news for Bu Fang.
He glanced around and saw that he was surrounded by the corrosive curse power. He took a deep breath.
The Lich King was trying to force him into a corner and then slowly torture him to death.
How sinister.
In the face of the Lich King, who was approaching step by step, the terrible curse power seemed to corrode the void.
Bu Fang turned his head and looked at Little Hu in the distance.
"Little Hu, come here."
Bu Fang beckoned.
Lying on Xiao Bai's head, Little Hu froze, and his eyes widened.
He quickly shook his head.
Bu Fang's face grew serious, and he gave Little Hu a serious look.
The latter's fur seemed to stand on end. With a swoosh, he landed on Bu Fang's shoulder.
He seemed a little reluctant.
"Good boy."
Bu Fang rubbed Little Hu's head.
Then, with Little Hu in his arms, he aimed at the Lich King in the distance, raised his hand, and gently slapped Little Hu on the buttocks.
Little Hu straightened his neck, puffed up his mouth, and spat out a Soul Demon meatball.
The Soul Demon meatball was too fast.
It shot out in an instant.
Then, it hit the Lich King.
With a rumble, the Lich King was knocked flying backward and fell hard to the ground.
The Lich King crawled to his feet. One of his arms was broken.
The stooped old man paused. He didn't expect that Bu Fang could do this.
"Keep spitting."
Bu Fang said faintly, then gently slapped Little Hu on the buttocks again.
"Ahhh …"
Little Hu opened his mouth, and golden light shot out in all directions.
The dark and gloomy tunnel was lit up.
One Soul Demon meatball after another shot out and instantly engulfed the Lich King, who was crawling up from the ground.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Explosions rang out incessantly, and the whole passage trembled.
The next moment …
The Lich King turned into a pile of minced meat on the ground.
The minced meat wriggled, but it would take a lot of time for him to recover.
And that time was enough for Bu Fang and the others to pass the first level.
Bu Fang held Little Hu in his arms. Little Hu's mouth was spewing hot air as he burped.
"It's not too difficult. It's very easy …"
Bu Fang rubbed Little Hu's head.
The stench of the Lich King's rotting body mixed with the smell of the exploding Soul Demon meatballs formed a strange smell.
Little Hu couldn't help but sneeze.
The stooped old man didn't know what to say.
He had been humiliated.
Back then, when he tried to pass this level, he almost lost his life.
Bu Fang's relaxed attitude made him feel a little sad.
With Little Hu in tow, Bu Fang and the others passed the first level.
The nobles who saw this scene through the screen were dumbfounded.
How could there be such a thing?
The Lich King's body was entangled with the power of the curse. Whether it was a hand-to-hand fight or the approach of divine power, it would cause the corrosion …
However …
Some of the nobles who had bet on Bu Fang began to complain in annoyance.
After the initial shock, these nobles stared at Bu Fang.
They wanted to know how Bu Fang would pass the second level.
However …
The corners of these nobles' mouths twitched, as if they had a bad feeling.
…
"Ahhh … Dadadada!"
Little Hu opened his mouth and breathed out wildly. Hot air gushed out and smoke filled the air.
A huge rotting crocodile in front of him was directly blown through.
Bu Fang pinched Little Hu's little mouth and leisurely stepped through the second level.
Xiaopi was lying on Xiao Bai's head. Its mechanical eyes flashed, and it followed behind Bu Fang.
The so-called Death Level was very easy.
Looking at Bu Fang's back, the old man was speechless.
Was this cheating?
Maybe … maybe?!
Little Hu ran around on Bu Fang's shoulder. She seemed very excited and happy. She felt that all this was … very interesting.
"It's the third level."
The old man suddenly became serious.
He looked at Bu Fang, and his eyes suddenly surged with hope …
"In the third level, you must listen to me … Otherwise, you will never pass! Back then, it was at this stage that I made the wrong choice! "
The old man said to Bu Fang.
Bu Fang turned his head in confusion and glanced at the old man.
The old man's eyes were full of hope.
He didn't want to fail. Once he failed, he would have to wait for tens of thousands of years.
The sea would dry up, and the rocks would rot!
He was confident that he could pass the third level because … he had experience.
"We'll see."
Bu Fang curled his lips and said nothing.
The group stepped into the dark cave.
The third level finally appeared in front of them.
…
Countess Xia Qiu did not expect that they would really make it to the third level.
Unfortunately, the third level was the most difficult.
For no other reason than that it was almost an unsolvable level for a chef.
Tap, tap, tap …
A gust of fragrant wind surged.
Countess Xia Qiu turned her head and looked to her side.
There, the noblewoman's gentle face emerged.
"It's been tens of thousands of years. That guy's body has decayed into an old man … But he still hasn't given up."
The noblewoman said.
Countess Xia Qiu did not speak.
"Back then … I was also responsible for guiding you … This scene is really interesting."
The noblewoman covered her mouth and chuckled. Her chest rose and fell as she laughed.
Countess Xia Qiu frowned.
The noblewoman smiled and turned her head. Her beautiful face appeared in front of Countess Xia Qiu.
"Little Xia Qiu, when I guided you, I met … that old man. But … when I guided You, I met … the young chef who is challenging the third level. Don't you think … it's interesting?"
The noblewoman said with a smile.
Countess Xia Qiu paused, then her pupils constricted.
…
The passage of the third level was very dark.
It was so dark that one could not even see their own fingers.
Moreover, their mental force could not be spread.
Bu Fang stepped down.
Suddenly …
Specks of green light slowly floated up, like fireflies flying in the sky, constantly gathering.
It was a beautiful scene.
Soon, the countless fireflies gathered to form a graceful and luxurious figure.
Just by hovering there, the figure gave off an incomparably terrible aura.
"The Queen of Curses?!"
Bu Fang frowned.
When the hunchbacked old man saw this scene, he sucked in a breath of cold air.
"Bu Fang! The next choice … You must not choose cooking! The Queen of Curses hates chefs the most!
You must not choose cooking … "
The old man cried out.
However, as soon as his voice rang out, it was gone in an instant as if it had been stripped out of Bu Fang's world.
"Oh?"
"Don't choose cooking?"
Bu Fang frowned.
Buzz …
The figure made of ghostly green fluorescent light stared at Bu Fang with a dignified expression.
Then, it slowly spoke.
"Brave warrior who dares to challenge the Death Level, make your choice …"
Buzz …
As soon as its voice rang out, brilliant light shone.
Two choices immediately appeared in front of Bu Fang.
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