Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 1134 - 1133: To the Nether World

Chapter 1134: Chapter 1133: To the Nether World

In fact, Yusuf Zuck and Fatty didn’t need to stay outside. The only reason Yusuf Zuck had claimed that Fatty should stay was to tease her. He already had someone in mind for the task.

Black Barbarian or Barbarian Newton, even Gracelyn Mckee, could pull out the flag. They could all complete this task and then return to the Demon World afterward.

When Yusuf Zuck shared his thoughts with Black Barbarian, Barbarian Newton, and Gracelyn Mckee, surprisingly, all three of them wanted to go out and pull the flag.

"Why don’t you let all three of us out? We’d like to pay a visit back to the Demon World!" Gracelyn Mckee said, "We’ve been gone for quite some time now, and there are inheritances in secret places within our clans. Since we have evolved again, our cultivation levels will soar once we return to those secret places. This will help us support master in overcoming various challenges in the future."

"Not bad, not bad," Black Barbarian and Barbarian Newton nodded repeatedly.

"I’m just afraid that your families might have discovered that you have become my servants," Yusuf Zuck voiced his concern.

"That’s not a big problem. We are the strongest in our clans, the high echelons. So even if we don’t admit it, no one will search our souls. Moreover, to us of the Demon Clan, the words of an Immortal Realm’s Great Emperor are not credible. Our clan’s brethren will believe us over the enemy!"

"Master can rest assured, the branding you’ve left deep within our souls might not even be erased by a True God," laughed Black Barbarian, somewhat proudly.

"Fine. But once you go out and pull the flag, you must immediately return it to its original place. And you mustn’t linger in this plane. Leave directly and don’t let anyone spot you, or don’t blame me for being impolite!" Yusuf Zuck commanded sternly.

"Yes," the three bowed and accepted the order.

With a mere thought from Yusuf Zuck, the three great demons vanished in an instant.

"Get ready to enter!" Yusuf Zuck shouted, standing next to Fatty.

Fatty, meanwhile, was taken aback. In the cave of her husband, there actually was a Great Emperor, and three Demon Emperors!

"Wow~"

"Shit!"

"Uh..."

The three great demons all let out a cry of astonishment at that moment. Standing next to their master was a meatball, a massive lump of wriggling flesh, unrecognizable in terms of where the face, neck, or waist was, for she was uniformly thick from top to bottom.

Of course, one could still make out that it was a woman, but was she still human? Did she weigh 700 or 800 pounds?

Especially Gracelyn Mckee, her face filled with disbelief. Could it be that her master had such peculiar tastes? Did he like pretty ones as well as the extremely ugly?

But if her master wanted to cultivate with this rotund person, it would definitely be difficult, if not impossible!

"What are you gawking at, Mckee, pull the flag!" Yusuf Zuck shouted.

"Okay." Gracelyn Mckee glanced at Yusuf Zuck, feeling that her master was a bit perverted. Yet, she didn’t pause, reaching out her hand to grab and pull out a flag instantly.

With a flag removed, the formation naturally ceased to exist. Meanwhile, the spinning black spring began to accelerate, and Yusuf Zuck heard buzzing winds accompanied by wails like ghosts and howls of wolves.

"Let’s go." Yusuf Zuck leaped in, pulling Fatty with him.

However, as he jumped in, he also heard Black Barbarian’s voice, "I admire the master so much for daring to be with that kind of woman!"

"Yeah, that’s what I call invincible. Honestly, just looking at that kind of woman makes me want to vomit!"

"The master’s sense of beauty is truly... I admire him..."

Yusuf Zuck almost spat blood listening to these two jerks talking behind his back.

But he didn’t have time to teach these two jerks a lesson, as when he and Fatty jumped into the spinning black spring, their bodies felt light and were transported away.

Gracelyn Mckee immediately planted the mystical flag, and everything returned to calm.

With a "whoosh," Yusuf Zuck and Fatty plummeted into an unknown spatial world, only to find themselves on a grand avenue teeming with people!

Just as the two fell and were still taking in their surroundings, two whips viciously lashed out at them, "Where did these idiots come from, seeking death!" They had fallen from the sky, and the dense crowd on the avenue was surrounded by floating ghostly cultivators, each emanating a dark, chilling aura.

Yusuf Zuck grabbed with a backhand motion, and Fatty did the same, catching the two whips in their hands.

The crowd around them descended into slight chaos, and Yusuf Zuck finally got a clear view of the people.

Each one was a sorry sight, dressed in various attire—some in robes, others in suits, and some even in spacesuits. Many had blood on their faces, tears of blood in their eyes; some were missing half their heads, others were legless. In short, everyone here looked terrifying!

Of course, they weren’t living beings but soul bodies without flesh, visible in form but incorporeal.

"Seeking death!" While Yusuf Zuck was surveying the surroundings, Fatty suddenly twitched her hand, snatching back the whip, and as she viciously whipped towards the sky, the floating ghostly cultivator burst apart!

"What?"

"Uh..."

All the floating ghostly cultivators were horrified to see a woman who looked like a pig effortlessly kill one of their own. They were lowly ghostly cultivators, essentially the equivalent of jailers.

"Mercy, my lord, mercy!" All the ghostly cultivators immediately flew over, bowing continuously and calling out for mercy.

Licking her lips, Fatty’s eyes sparkled with excitement, but after a glance from Yusuf Zuck, she quickly concealed her thrill and threw the whip aside, "Hmph, my husband, let’s go."

With a "whoosh," the two soared into the air and vanished in an instant.

The ghostly cultivators were not demons or monsters; they looked similar to Yusuf Zuck and Fatty, appearing human because they too were once human. However, having cultivated and defied nature, they were of higher status than ordinary soul bodies.

Ordinary soul bodies were like mortals of the Mortal World, while ghostly cultivators were akin to cultivators.

Earlier, they had seen two people fall from the sky without a hint of cultivation aura, which prompted the ghostly cultivators to attack.

"So the ghostly cultivators look just like us. I thought there’d be ox-headed and horse-faced figures!" Yusuf Zuck said, slapping his chest after they had flown a distance.

"There are ox-headed and horse-faced, but those are the dignitaries of The Nether World. The ones we just saw were low-ranked minor cultivators, similar to mortal small cultivators, at most the Golden Core level!"

"Right, why did they whip us?" Yusuf Zuck wondered.

"It’s because our soul attire hid our immortal energy, making us look no different from the most common soul bodies. They mistook us for newly deceased spirits!"

"I see, but there sure are a lot of lost souls on that road!" Yusuf Zuck exclaimed, "There must be hundreds of thousands!"

"Heh, the Mortal World has countless planes and worlds, with an innumerable population. How can the daily departed be only in the hundreds of thousands? I fear these are but a small fraction. The Nether World might not be as vast as the Mortal World, but as the gathering place of lost souls, it is indeed more populous."

"Do all humans turn into this after death?" Yusuf Zuck asked in astonishment.

"Mm-hmm, whatever shape you die in, that’s how you’ll appear when your soul body forms in the Underworld. That’s why you saw so many injured and emaciated people, right? People who get sick and lose weight will appear thin after death, just like a beanpole," she explained.

"So, where are these people going?" Yusuf Zuck said with a laugh, "I saw a few in suits that reminded me of people from my hometown. I wanted to go ask!"

"They are heading to the same place we’re going, so you don’t need to ask. You’ll see plenty soon enough!"

"Where are we going? How come you’re so familiar with this place? Have you really never been here before?" Yusuf Zuck eyed her suspiciously.

"Legacy memories, legacy memories from the Gluttonous Beast; let’s not dwell on it too much, I won’t harm you. Let’s go, quickly!" Fatty chuckled heartily, seeming to feel at home in this ghostly Underworld.