Over the barren woods, a dense, grey-black smoke hovered.
This smoke was entirely pure necromantic energy. If any creature happened to die here, it would transform into an undead within a day or two.
Concurrently, it exerted a strong suppressive effect on all living beings.
Inside and outside the barren woods were like two entirely different worlds. In the barren woods, brittle bones were as common as stones, a natural occurrence.
This place, which should have been utterly desolate, was now incredibly lively, filled with the roars of monsters and sinister laughter.
At the center of the barren woods stood a colossal meat mountain monster, dozens of meters tall. Its entire body was covered in pale blue, bloody hands. Its immense weight confined it to a seated posture, making it difficult to stand.
On the meat mountain monster’s skin grew numerous hideous mouths – some belonging to men, some to women, and even some to cats, dogs, rats, snakes, and insects.
Each mouth seemed to possess an independent consciousness, calling out different names, making the area chaotic and noisy.
Anyone who heard these calls, unless possessing overwhelming strength or being too far away, would arrive at this place within days to meet a tragic fate.
It hailed from the Inner World, named the Demonic Whisper Meat Mountain!
Beneath the colossal body of the Demonic Whisper Meat Mountain lay nearly a thousand undead of various forms.
They were distributed in an orderly fashion around the Demonic Whisper Meat Mountain, executing the commands of the Scarlet Sovereign.
At every moment, the called-upon beings arrived in the barren woods, wandering towards the Demonic Whisper Meat Mountain.
And some of the tall, unknown undead, wielding massive dual blades and possessing ferocious horns, would intercept these individuals and slaughter them!
These horned undead were merely the initial stage of the process. Within seconds of the kill, Soul Devourer monsters would latch onto the corpses, draining all the soul and flesh essence.
Only a skeletal frame would remain, which would then be sent to the final station, where Death Mages would convert the remaining parts of the corpses into new undead.
There were ten such processing lines, each located around the Demonic Whisper Meat Mountain.
A young man, clad in red and sporting three small spiral-shaped horns on his head, sat upon a throne constructed of flesh and blood, indifferently observing the unfolding events.
This throne was positioned atop the Demonic Whisper Meat Mountain!
This red-clothed youth was the Scarlet Sovereign’s right-hand man, holding a position second only to the Sovereign within the Dim Domain.
He was present here to ensure the smooth operation of this 'factory'.
The enclosure of living people at the Gan Zhe Temple and their daily execution was for the purpose of collecting faith, enabling the Scarlet Sovereign to condense divinity as much as possible before ascending to godhood.
And this factory was intended to use the energy of specific types of living beings to provide the necessary energy for the Scarlet Sovereign’s apotheosis!
While there were many places to gather faith, collecting this specific type of life force could only be achieved through the ability of the Demonic Whisper Meat Mountain.
Many monsters in the Inner World resorted to large-scale blood sacrifices when aiming for godhood. However, even if they succeeded, they would ultimately become powerful, bloodthirsty madmen.
The Scarlet Sovereign aspired to become a god without losing himself in the process.
A two-horned undead, observing the long procession, felt a slight weariness.
For it, killing was a joyful act, but when killing became a job, it inevitably became tiring.
Suddenly, it noticed a Superhuman following at the end of the line!
Moreover, judging by its power fluctuations, this Superhuman was not of a low level!
The energy gained from slaughtering such a Superhuman could rival that of dozens or even a hundred ordinary people!
Furthermore, killing a Superhuman was far more entertaining than killing ordinary people, which filled the horned monster with excitement from the bottom of its heart.
Thus, it bypassed everyone else in the line and directly pulled Chu Wei from the very end to the front.
Undoubtedly, it had been influenced by Chu Wei's abilities.
Although Chu Wei was at the back, because people were destined to die here, Chu Wei would be the first to perish.
The monster raised its sharp, blood-stained dual blades, grinned, and toyed with them for a moment before swinging them down simultaneously, intending to perform both a waist chop and a decapitation!
Chu Wei, having lost consciousness, was naturally powerless to resist and was directly cut into three pieces.
The two-horned monster felt Chu Wei's energy dissipate and began to laugh maniacally.
But as it laughed, it started to sense that something was amiss.
Because Chu Wei's head, after rolling a couple of times on the ground, actually blinked at him, as if waking from a deep slumber.
Subsequently, his two legs stood up on their own, walked to his waist, reattached his upper body, and then the complete body picked up its head and placed it back on its neck.
Chu Wei then shook his head, finding the angle incorrect, so he removed his head again, rotated it, and put it back on.
The two-horned monster and the other nearby monsters stared blankly at Chu Wei. Were they the undead, or was he the undead?
Chu Wei shook his head, finally managing to understand the situation.
He only recalled that he, along with Wu Liugen and others, had gone to the Qing Qin Grasslands to investigate the source of an unknown calling.
After that, he had accidentally fallen asleep and had a beautiful dream. The dream was so wonderful that Chu Wei was reluctant to wake up.
In the dream, a woman wearing a gauzy dress, with an alluring figure and an exceptionally ethereal beauty, smiled at Chu Wei and said in a voice sweeter than 'Bi Luo Chun Juan':
"Chase me. If you catch me, I'll let you—Heh heh heh."
So Chu Wei chased and chased, but he could never catch her.
Just as he finally caught up, Chu Wei, grinning foolishly, suddenly found himself cut into three pieces...
Upon waking, Chu Wei saw the hellish environment around him and understood that he had likely fallen into a trap. The beautiful dream was just a dream.
The red-clothed youth glanced at Chu Wei, not particularly concerned.
He was merely a Superhuman who had escaped the seduction of the Demonic Whisper Meat Mountain. The monsters below could easily tear this fellow to shreds, so there was no need for him to worry too much.
Chu Wei briefly assessed the situation. If he were to fight personally, he could likely defeat the one holding the cleaver and the Soul Devourer. However, the Death Mage...
Furthermore, these three monsters were merely the factory's guard undead. Outside were hundreds, even thousands, of ferocious monsters. His small physique was not even enough to fill their teeth.
Although he could revive infinitely, eliminating all these creatures was almost impossible.
Therefore, Chu Wei's expression turned serious. He had to reveal his trump card now!
Chu Wei had initially intended not to use this trump card because it was too cruel. But now, there was no other path left.