"What my mom's name is… what my mom's name is has nothing to do with you!"

The divine guard subconsciously prepared to answer, then immediately glared in anger.

"Humph, you better be this tough in a few days!"

A cold glint flashed in the divine guard's eyes. He enjoyed torturing the prisoners sent to the Cliff of Sins the most. These people were all arrogant when they first arrived.

But after being locked up on the Cliff of Sins for a few days, they all became docile. The environment here was not fit for humans at all.

"Let's go!"

He called out to another divine guard and prepared to leave. As he left, he pretended to inadvertently punch Qiao Yu hard in the abdomen.

"Kid, remember, my name is Arthur."

After the two divine guards left, Qiao Yu took a deep breath of the air from the Cliff of Sins.

Two streams of icy air entered his chest along his nostrils, making Qiao Yu feel awake all over.

His current situation was definitely not good. Being nailed up like this, he had no way to recover from his injuries even if he wanted to.

The biting wind of the cliff kept scraping against Qiao Yu's body like steel knives, making Qiao Yu grit his teeth in pain.

Fresh blood flowed out along the wounds where his palms were nailed, and quickly froze into blood clots.

"Scholar Ghost, come out and help me, if you don't come out, I'm going to die!"

As soon as the divine guard left, Qiao Yu hurriedly summoned the Scholar Ghost. Although the Scholar Ghost's strength was only at the King tier, it was still no problem for him to take Qiao Yu down.

The Scholar Ghost glanced at the iron nails holding Qiao Yu in place, his brow furrowing slightly.

"These iron nails are very big, you have to endure it."

After saying that, the Scholar Ghost suddenly pulled out the two iron nails. Qiao Yu's body fell down and landed on a protruding rock.

"Hiss!"

The severe pain from the wound made Qiao Yu gasp.

"Damn your Sacred Mountain, just you wait!"

However, after uttering those harsh words, Qiao Yu, who had fallen on the cliff, felt a little helpless.

Although he had a lot of health points, as a necromancer, he had no healing abilities of his own.

In the past, when he was seriously injured, he would slowly recover by resting, or Zhao Ziyue would help heal him a bit.

But now he was in such an extremely harsh place like the Cliff of Sins, and it would be a blessing if his injuries didn't worsen, let alone recover.

Moreover, the divine guard named Arthur might come again at any time, so he wouldn't have much time to heal.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yu couldn't help but sigh.

His strength was still too weak. If he was a little stronger, he wouldn't have been reduced to a prisoner.

Although Niu Aihua killed several divine guards and directly raised Qiao Yu's level to 44, this level was still not enough to face the Saint tier.

"Forget it, let's just give up."

After thinking for a while, Qiao Yu simply lay down on the rock and started to slack off.

With his current abilities, there was no way to escape. Since that was the case, if he couldn't resist, he might as well enjoy it. What else could he do?

At this moment, a strange scroll suddenly fell from the sky and slammed into Qiao Yu's forehead with a thud.

"Damn it? Which son of a bitch is throwing garbage around? I hope when you open your browser, you'll see your wife!" Qiao Yu cursed loudly.

"I don't know, I didn't see it either!" The Scholar Ghost above turned dark, then adjusted his pocket.

"What is this?"

Qiao Yu looked intently and found that it was a scroll that had fallen.

The scroll had five large characters written on it—*Nether Rakshasa Body*.

"Nether Rakshasa Body? What is this?"

Qiao Yu frowned slightly. With his limbs broken, he could only use his ass to flip through the scroll.

The more Qiao Yu read, the more shocked he became. The scroll stated:

This *Nether Rakshasa Body* was an extremely powerful physique from the Netherworld, but it was also extremely difficult to cultivate.

It required infusing nether energy into the body, shattering all the bones, and then using Netherworld fire to temper the entire body. Only then could the *Nether Rakshasa Body* be considered to have achieved minor success. The difficulty of this process was self-evident.

And if the *Nether Rakshasa Body* wanted to achieve major success, it needed to constantly kill the living and use their souls and vitality as nourishment. Only then would the *Nether Rakshasa Body* have a chance of achieving major success. After all, Rakshasas were originally evil ghosts who liked to eat human flesh.

When Qiao Yu saw this, his eyes lit up.

So the legend that you could find a secret manual after falling off a cliff was true.

This *Nether Rakshasa Body* was simply tailor-made for him. The requirement of infusing nether energy into the body was not a problem for him, as his nether energy value had already accumulated to 50%.

He also had Netherworld fire. Now all that was left was to shatter all the bones in his body.

He suddenly felt that he should thank the Great Elder, because the Great Elder had already helped him break his limbs in advance.

"Scholar Ghost, come, come, help me out and break all the bones in my body!"

Qiao Yu shouted towards the top.

"Okay, I'll be right there!"

The Scholar Ghost smiled at Qiao Yu, but for some reason, Qiao Yu felt a chill when he saw that smile.

The Scholar Ghost rushed down quickly, then slapped Qiao Yu's face with a big backhand. With a snap, Qiao Yu's cheekbone was instantly shattered, and half of his face caved in.

"Damn it! Be gentle, just break the bones, why are you hitting so hard?" Qiao Yu was stunned.

However, the Scholar Ghost seemed unable to hear Qiao Yu's words, and a rain of attacks kept falling on Qiao Yu's body.

Afterwards, the Scholar Ghost seemed unsatisfied with just using his fists and feet. He raised his hand and pushed, and a terrifying ghost energy suddenly tore through the sky and crashed towards Qiao Yu, like a world-destroying ghost dragon.

Bang!

Qiao Yu's body was directly blasted into a V shape. Qiao Yu opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood, which was instantly evaporated by the surrounding ghost energy as soon as it appeared.

"Scholar Ghost, I'll fuck your grandpa! Are you deliberately picking a fight?" Qiao Yu was dumbfounded.

The ghost energy released by the Scholar Ghost didn't seem like something a King tier could use. That ghost energy was extremely terrifying. Qiao Yu suspected that a few more hits would turn his ashes into dust.

"No, let me explain. Your defense is too high. I can't break your bones without using all my strength. Please understand."

Before the Scholar Ghost could finish speaking, a second ghost energy strike landed directly!

"Scholar Ghost, I'll fuck your grandma! Are you never going to stop?"

Bang!

"I'll fuck your great-grandma!"

"I'll fuck your ancestors!"

"I'll fu..."

"6."

Bang!

Before Qiao Yu could finish speaking, another ghost energy strike came down.

"Scholar Ghost, big brother, I was wrong. Where did I offend you? Say something!"

Bang!

No matter what Qiao Yu did, whether he begged for mercy or cursed angrily.

The Scholar Ghost's response to him was just one ghost energy strike after another.

Gradually, Qiao Yu no longer had the strength to speak. His body had become tattered, his bones had been shattered into pieces, and even his skull had collapsed.

Was he going to die? Perhaps dying here would be a relief.

Qiao Yu looked at the snow-covered sky, and a hint of negativity suddenly arose in his heart.

The Sacred Mountain and the Divine Emperor Palace, the Western Alliance had a full dozen Saint tiers. How could he possibly contend with such power?

To put it bluntly, he was just an ant living in the cracks, so what was the point of defying the heavens? A look of death appeared in Qiao Yu's eyes.

"Damn it! Too much ghost energy has been poured in, breaking the balance of yin and yang. This kid seems to want to give up!"

Seeing this, the Scholar Ghost was shocked and quickly pointed at Qiao Yu's forehead, and a strong life force surged into Qiao Yu's body.

Qiao Yu's world was originally a dark gray, and he was already prepared to wait for death. At this moment, many figures suddenly appeared before his eyes.

"Qiao Yu, aren't you coming to the Netherworld to find me?" Zuo You's delicate oval face carried a hint of disappointment. "I've been waiting for you in the Netherworld."

"Qiao Yu, don't let me look down on you. You're the only opponent I've ever acknowledged!" Ma Fei carried the Worry-Free Sword on his back, looking down at Qiao Yu.

"Brother Yu, you have to come back alive. The Five Elements Fusion Technique I researched can make you invisible. Let's sneak into the women's bathhouse together!" Yang Xiangdi's face was full of anxiety.

"Qiao Yu, keep going, don't give up!" Zhao Ziyue's eyes showed concern.

"Tian'e, please don't die. If you die, I'll be all alone in this world." An Liya was sobbing, her eyes slightly red.

"Qiao Yu, live on. You are the only disciple I, Shen Jianshu, have ever acknowledged! You can't just die like this!" Shen Jianshu held his thermos cup tightly.

Countless voices kept echoing in Qiao Yu's mind, and a glimmer of desire for life suddenly ignited in Qiao Yu's heart.

"That's right... I can't die yet..."

In the Scholar Ghost's astonished gaze, Qiao Yu sat up cross-legged with the willpower of someone who doesn't fast forward when watching porn.

There were still many people waiting for him, and he still had many things to do.

"I can't die!!!"

Qiao Yu let out a low roar, and the dark black Netherworld fire instantly enveloped his entire body, then burned fiercely!