Suddenly, the earth in the Underworld trembled violently. Countless dark crows blotted out the sun, and a torrential downpour began. The originally black sky seemed even dimmer under the reflection of the storm.

After the trembling, the earth began to crack on a large scale. From the depths of the Underworld, countless terrifying, eerie, and grotesque human remains slowly crawled out.

Luke and Ye Cang quickly stood back to back.

Ye Cang thought, "Damn it! There are too many of them. How did Feng Lei defeat so many remains all by himself?"

Luke immediately activated the detection device on his wrist to scan the combat power levels of these remains.

"Damn it! My data device is malfunctioning in the Underworld. Ye Cang! Can your data device measure the combat power levels of these monsters?"

Ye Cang hurriedly fiddled with his device. "My friend, my data device is also malfunctioning. It seems we can only rely on ourselves this time."

With that, Ye Cang unleashed a Hurricane assault, sprinting wildly. The tornado behind him resembled a soul-reaping demon, ravaging the countless remains crawling out of the earth's core.

The hurricane howled, creating ripples and waves.

At that moment, Ye Cang seemed to devour the Underworld's earth and tear apart its space-time.

Countless grotesque remains emitted creaking, groaning death rattles and howls.

Bang!

Ye Cang kicked a resurrected corpse several meters away with a flying right leg. Due to the sheer number of corpses, the impact caused a chain reaction, sending other corpses flying and bouncing away.

Bang!

Ye Cang followed up with a spinning, swaying right hook, sending a corpse flying like a rubber ball.

Subsequently, Ye Cang stood tall amidst the army of corpses, wreaking havoc.

A left sweeping kick to the temple, a flying jump with an upward kick shattering the jaw, a bent arm turning downward smash crushing the skull, a forward-leaning upward palm strike hitting the jawbone, an arm lock upward lift, a circling two-week throw, clearing the surrounding outer corpse army.

A kneeling leg sweep to disrupt the center of gravity of nearby corpses, a back swing hammer smashing the corpse's face, directly destroying it. A tiger pounce neck lock flying knee, piercing through the corpse, a short-range shockwave, destroying the corpse army behind, once again controlling the outer perimeter of the offensive line.

A turning side kick, the corpse's neck rotated 720 degrees, a helicopter-style take-off sending it flying, followed by a flying side swing controlling the inner perimeter's initiative.

A series of flowing, seamless transitions, executed with extreme fluency.

Compared to Ye Cang, Luke's boxing appeared crude and disorganized.

But the destructive power of his heroic punches was definitely superior to Feng Lei and Ye Cang. He first dodged by bending down, then unleashed a heroic punch, breaking the corpse's guard with an elbow strike, followed by a punch to the ribs, instantly turning the corpse into scattered matchsticks.

Then, he turned and swung, delivering two consecutive mid-range jabs, hitting the fan-shaped area around him.

He rolled to avoid the approaching corpse army, countering with a heroic punch, disrupting the enemy's rhythm, trading blows.

Bang! Bang! Bang… Weakening the number of the corpse army.

A jumping heroic ground smash regained the initiative of the inner perimeter attack, a sideways dodge, a liver-bursting punch delivering a decisive blow.

Dodging and rolling, seizing the inner perimeter line of the corpses, fists parallel to his shoulders, both fists unleashing a heroic barrage.

Instantly killing the super-long-range corpse army on both sides.

Immediately following, mutually staggered double-fisted heroic blasts, leaving the corpse army sparse.

Ye Cang and Luke exchanged glances, understanding each other implicitly, and gathered together again.

Luke was still full of fighting spirit and energy.

In contrast, Ye Cang appeared somewhat tired.

Luke asked with concern, "My friend, rest for a while first to recover your strength. Our battle has only just begun."

Ye Cang nodded solemnly.

Suddenly, another change occurred in the dim sky.

The sky shifted from dim to scarlet, and the two looked up at the sky simultaneously, becoming increasingly vigilant.

With a whoosh! A man in a black jumpsuit appeared before them.

This person was about the same build as Ye Cang, with a sallow and gaunt face. He held a three-foot-long sword, hunched over, and appeared to be around forty or fifty years old.

The man in black said, "You are not people of the Underworld. What is your purpose here?"

Ye Cang replied with a straight face, "Cultivation. Our purpose here is only for cultivation!"

The middle-aged man in black oh-ed...

Whoosh! His figure instantly vanished.

Luke knew that the middle-aged man in black had already launched the first wave of attack against them.

Immediately, Luke hurriedly grabbed the corner of Ye Cang's clothes with his left hand, constantly adjusting his position to protect him, and swung his right arm down, slamming his fist into the ground!

Boom!

A heroic punch instantly erupted a wave of orange heroic heat around Luke and Ye Cang in a radius.

The sword-wielding middle-aged man in black had just approached when he was knocked back several meters by Luke's heroic energy.

The man in black said, "Very well... it seems I underestimated you."

Ye Cang was about to seize the initiative and strike first.

Luke immediately held Ye Cang's shoulder and said, "My friend, leave this battle to me. You rest for a bit and watch my back."

Luke walked forward while asking, "Uncle, my name is Luke, and the one behind me is my friend, his name is Ye Cang. May I know your esteemed name?"

The man in black twirled his sword a few times and said, "My name is Jian Jue, and I am the Western Guardian of the Underworld's Four Regions. This Western Region of the Underworld is entirely guarded by me."

"You two are truly audacious. You dare to trespass into the Underworld and even slaughter my entire corpse army. You two... don't even think about leaving here alive today!"

Knowing that the newcomer was ill-intentioned, Luke immediately intensified his fighting spirit, and orange heroic energy steamed like mist.

After the two confronted each other for a long time, a thunderclap suddenly resounded through the sky.

Jian Jue took the lead, drawing a black crescent-shaped sword energy that slashed vertically.

As the sword energy was about to touch Luke, Luke immediately dodged to the side.

The distance between the sword energy and Luke was now only an inch.

Suddenly! Luke unleashed a Heroic Punch · Roar.

Boom!

A punch blasted the sword energy, causing it to dissipate and vanish without a trace.

Immediately after, Jian Jue unleashed two more crescent-shaped sword energies, which were once again dissolved by Luke.

Jian Jue gripped his long sword tightly, then somersaulted in the air one and a half times, and a chilling sword energy, like a hundred miles of wailing graves, slashed towards Luke.

"Heroic Punch · Break!"

Boom!

Luke's signature counter-attack technique once again dissolved Jian Jue's move.

Jian Jue was immediately somewhat embarrassed. He thought, "That last sword was my ultimate technique. I originally wanted to give these two kids a show of power, to let them know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is."

"But after three consecutive slashes, they were all dissolved by this hulking kid, one by one."

In his embarrassment, Luke shouted towards Jian Jue, "Uncle Jian Jue, are we still fighting or not?"