Some things, once etched in the bloodline, are impossible to forget. It's a fear passed down through generations. Time may dim it, but it can never truly erase it.

At this moment,

Deep within its soul,

Upon the Nether Sea,

Before this continent of bones,

As this man's figure appeared before it,

Hao Zhi,

Remembered the terror of its ancestors being slaughtered and cooked!

"Aaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!!"

Hao Zhi opened its mouth

And began to scream in terror.

The scream was loud,

But not at all frightening.

Because in that scream was a clear and obvious fear, an almost hysterical breakdown.

Ying Gou didn't speak, he simply stood there, quietly;

That mountain-like, terrifying pig head had already begun to dissipate.

It didn't dare take a step forward, didn't dare touch the man's inverse scale, didn't dare let him misunderstand that it had even the slightest intention of offending him.

For a long, long time,

Hao Zhi barely managed to calm its mind,

But it still kept its head buried,

Its eyes lowered,

A once fearsome ancient beast,

Now looked like Peppa Pig.

Ying Gou raised his hand.

"Re...mem...ber...me..."

The takeout had arrived, and if he didn't pick it up, they'd just leave it there; he wanted the delivery guy to bring it to his mouth himself.

Even Boss Zhou, leaning against the back, was speechless; this was too arrogant, too lazy.

Hao Zhi didn't get angry; having already recognized the man before him, it didn't even dare to feel anger.

In that era,

Its ancestors seemed to have a destiny,

To become the Nether Sea's master's readily available food.

Even if they were usually giants within their own territories,

When that one was hungry, or wanted a taste of that flavor, a thought would be conveyed.

The clan chief would then bind himself,

And come willingly to the depths of the Nether Sea.

Even,

They had to prepare the cooking utensils themselves.

They had to cook themselves.

Was this humiliation?

Yes,

Humiliation.

But the humiliation had lasted so long that it no longer felt like humiliation. It seemed to have become a ritual, a ritual that diluted the sadness, a ritual that brought a mesmerizing glory.

It seemed that being able to become that one's meal was more desirable to the younger generation than becoming the clan chief.

It was just a pity,

That although that one liked to eat Hao Zhi, he would never put their bones under his Bone Throne.

The reason was simple,

They weren't qualified.

"It's you..."

Hao Zhi cautiously raised its head,

Mustering twelve million points of caution.

Rational thought kept telling it that the person before him had already fallen. Even if he wasn't completely dead, he was no longer the terrifying being he once was.

It had nothing to fear, really no need to fear. In fact, he should be the one fearing it!

However,

Most of the time,

The advantage of emotional thinking can still crush so-called rationality into powder.

Especially when Ying Gou said the next sentence:

"Leav...ing...you...a...trace...of...con...scious...ness..."

It wasn't easy for you to break free from the seal and sneak into the Yang Realm. Leaving you a trace of consciousness is encouragement.

As for the rest,

Just give it all to me.

This sentence was more excessive than "I'll grant you a full corpse,"

But it made Hao Zhi extremely excited, almost moved to tears.

This was glory, glory, glory!

It was the first Hao Zhi that was able to make the one before him retreat!

"I have something to tell you."

Ying Gou nodded silently, signaling for it to continue.

"It wasn't just me who came up this time, but also the original consciousnesses of two others."

"Who...is...it..."

Then,

Ying Gou asked again:

"De...li...cious...?"

Hao Zhi lowered its head in grievance,

And said:

"I don't know."

Ying Gou's gaze darkened slightly.

Hao Zhi's huge pig head began to tremble, and it immediately said:

"I really don't know. At that time, when my original consciousness was split, I could sense that the original consciousness I split off was replaced by two other consciousnesses.

I don't know who did it, and I don't dare to probe or ask."

Boss Zhou couldn't sit still when he heard this.

Don't look at how Hao Zhi is scared out of its wits in front of Ying Gou right now, looking like a piece of pork;

But out there, in Hell, it's a well-known and powerful existence, otherwise it wouldn't have been suppressed by the first Mount Tai Prefect back then.

To be able to pull off a substitution trick under Hao Zhi's nose,

How terrifying would that being be?

Zhou Ze was even more clear that the current Hao Zhi had its original essence shell shattered by the Late Night Bookstore group and was essentially tied up and delivered to Ying Gou.

In fact, in dealing with this matter, Ying Gou was also being a little cautious. It probably thought that it would be too embarrassing to expose himself and get himself killed just to eat a bite of pork.

Originally, the Late Night Bookstore's plan was to track and hunt, capturing Hao Zhi's separated original essences one by one.

This meal was pig head meat,

The next meal would be pig's feet,

Then ribs,

Pork belly, and so on,

To put together a full pig feast for Ying Gou.

But now,

It seemed that something that didn't belong to the pig had mixed in.

If they continued to hunt according to the previously set plan,

It would be hard to say who was the hunter and who was the prey.

Ying Gou nodded slowly,

The huge pig head began to slowly dissipate,

Turning into circles of green light, and then separating into wisps of blue smoke, slowly approaching Ying Gou with trepidation.

Ying Gou slowly began to inhale,

The green smoke began to slowly enter through his nose,

A fawning voice came:

"My Lord, it's all the fault of the first Mount Tai Prefect for breaking my physical body, causing me to be unable to let you taste my true flesh and blood today. What a pity."

Zhou Ze licked his lips.

Look at how Hao Zhi speaks, so sensible.

For a moment,

Zhou Ze was a little confused,

Who was the real watchdog.

When all the green light had been absorbed by Ying Gou,

And this part of Hao Zhi's existence was completely erased,

Ying Gou turned around,

Looking at Zhou Ze.

Boss Zhou could clearly feel that the iron blockhead's aura was much more solid than before. Sure enough, pork was a great tonic. Eating pork was probably more nourishing than eating donkey-hide gelatin.

"There's still a pig's foot outside. Let's swallow it together later. Or, should we do it ourselves?"

Lao Zhang probably hadn't recovered yet, and the little boy was also injured. It would be a bit too much to ask them to hunt down Geng Chen's big pig's foot in a short time.

"You...de...cide..."

It seemed that because he had just eaten a meal and filled his stomach;

Or perhaps because he agreed with the deep concern in Zhou Ze's words,

Which was that this matter,

Should end with the next pig's foot.

Continuing to hunt might cause problems.

A more terrifying existence than Hao Zhi seemed to have been laying out plans in this defection incident. It would be too unwise to rashly get involved in the vision of such a powerful being when Ying Gou hadn't recovered to a sufficient degree.

Ying Gou walked past Zhou Ze,

Raised his foot,

And stepped onto the Bone Steps,

Walking step by step toward his high throne.

Zhou Ze raised his head,

Looking at the high steps above,

And complained:

"Did you have to run up these steps every day when you went up and down from your bed? It's like climbing a mountain, aren't you tired?"

Ying Gou ignored him.

"Hey, I said, that chair of yours is too hard. Honestly, you might as well put a sofa bed on it."

In the center of the vast Nether Sea, at the top of the continent of piled-up bones, symbolizing the true supreme position in Hell during that era,

Put a sofa bed?

Ying Gou's footsteps faltered slightly, but he continued to walk upward.

It seemed,

That he was taking a deep breath.

Zhou Ze smiled,

Sure enough, you eat someone's food, you speak softly.

He wasn't even angry.

"Hey, I said, what's with the pit down here?"

Zhou Ze pointed to the place where he had just been leaning.

There was a layer of golden cushion inside, and it was a sunken area.

"I said, you don't have to go up and down every day. It's pretty good to just lie down here."

Ying Gou stopped,

A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth,

And said:

"You...re...al...ly...like...it?"

Zhou Ze shrugged,

"Compared to climbing such a high distance, I prefer it here."

"That...is...a...dog...kennel..."

"..." Zhou Ze.