Chapter 2777 Fiercely Fighting Against The People From The Underworld

A horrifying death aura and corpse miasma filled the air in the universe outside the Immortal End World.

Groups of corpse soldiers broke through the stillness of the sky and surrounded the Immortal End World.

These corpse soldiers surged the surroundings like a torrential wave, setting the ambiance of the place into a depressive mode.

Fifty to sixty people in black robes stood at the frontline, emanating tremendously intense waves of energy. Even the heaps of their breath seemed to be compelling as well.

"Finally, we have arrived at the Immortal End World,"

a man in black robe said coldly.

His voice, like from the deepest of the hell, sounded eerie and ghastly.

"Oh, is this tiny a world worthy of our attention?

Prince Ervin has made a mountain out of a molehill. Make sure this is really for all it's worth," another man commented with his hands clasped behind him.

"Don't worry. Sending a small number of warriors is more than enough destroy this tiny world."

Some of the men in black robes assented and chuckled as they confidently discussed.

"Cut the crap! Are you doubting Prince Ervin? He sent us here knowing full well that we'll succeed,"

the man in the lead, whose aura was a little stern and strict, warned his comrades.

Upon hearing him, the others immediately straightened up, slightly coughing and bending their heads as they do so.

"Be quick! Destroy this small world in the shortest time possible and return to report to Prince Ervin!"

ordered the leader of the pack in a black robe.

"Ha-ha!

You guys want to destroy the Immortal End World?! Is that a joke?

Well, you and your corpse soldiers came here to die!"

A burst of blaring laughter suddenly broke out from somewhere, turning the soldiers' heads in search of the man.

Then, one after another, several teleportation altars materialized, sending a procession of people descending from the retables.

The voice belonged to Asa, who was wearing a smug on his face while holding his head high.

"You bastards, come here and die!"

shouted the Eight Stone Saints as they rolled up their sleeves to supposedly intimidate the opponents.

"Austin, how dare you break into the Black Hell City and take away Elder Ma? You deserve to die for your actions!

Release Elder Ma at once, and hand over that robe and the eight holy trees to Prince Ervin; otherwise, we'll annihilate the Immortal End World today!"

fiercely shouted the leader of the men in black robes, intently looking at Austin with sharp eyes and furrowed brows.

"Come here! Let me cut off all of your heads!"

Austin, who now looked extr

several deafening sounds, the man in a black robe was forced to retreat.

Although Austin had just broken through to the sect ancestor level not long ago, he was clearly much more powerful than any other ordinary cultivators at this level.

Bang!

His movements were faster than lightning. With the two treasure pots in his hands, he launched a punch towards the man while the latter was occupied retreating.

At the same time, a tall and robust figure appeared. With just a swing of his hand, dark runes shot towards the man in a black robe.

The demonic avatar, who was Austin's most prized weapon, employed the World Sealing Tabooed Magic.

Now that it had reached the ninth stage of the World Sealing Tabooed Magic, it was even more powerful than before. Its attack was far more polished and precise, shooting the enemy wounded spot-on.

Puff!

Under the joint attack of Austin and the demonic avatar, the man in a black robe was finally exploded into pieces, reduced into nothing but spurts of blood and flesh.

A cultivator of the sect ancestor level from underworld was killed by Austin effortlessly!

Then, a yellow and old rune paper drifted in the air and slowly flew towards Austin.

He reached out to catch the rune paper and immediately hid it away.

The appearance of this rune paper meant that these black-robed men were actually refined from corpses!

"Be careful, guys! Austin is a strong fighter!"

the leader of the corpse soldiers warned his comrades. His eyes displayed the slight alarm he felt the moment he saw the young man slaughter one of his men.

"Go to hell, bastard!"

Two fast black-robed warriors, one from left and the other from the right, charged at Austin at the same time, ready to kill the boy.