Darkness.

Coldness.

Rotten stench.

These were Joe Elm's immediate sensations after falling into the Acheron River.

Charon had apparently opened the red envelope Joe Elm gave him and, discovering that it contained money for the living instead of the dead, unhesitatingly knocked Joe Elm into the river.

Joe Elm struggled desperately, but the swimming skills he'd learned were useless.

The Acheron River simply didn't have enough buoyancy to support him.

*Thwack!*

An icy hand, like a block of ice, gripped Joe Elm's ankle.

The biting cold ran from his foot all the way up his spine to the crown of his head.

Then came a second, and a third.

Soon, Joe Elm was surrounded by the Acheron River's endless dead.

Their faces were twisted, filled with resentment, desperately trying to drag Joe Elm to the bottom of the river.

"Get lost!"

Joe Elm's seven hundred-plus attack power was on full display as two punches swept all the undead back into the water.

But his body was inevitably sinking, and soon only his head and one hand remained above the surface.

"Joe Elm!"

At the critical moment, Zuo You grabbed Joe Elm's wrist, preventing him from sinking immediately.

"Heh heh, you go down too!" Charon cackled, raising his oar.

The next second, a light flashed across him, and Charon suddenly felt his movements slow down considerably.

*Splash!*

Zuo You gritted her teeth and pulled hard, and Joe Elm was back on the boat.

At that moment, Charon's oar came crashing down again.

"Careful!"

Zuo You unhesitatingly stood in front of Joe Elm, and the next second, her body was knocked into the middle of the Acheron River.

"wcnmd!"

Joe Elm immediately retaliated, his furious fists raining down on Charon.

To his surprise, Charon wasn't very strong at all, far weaker than the hellhound from before.

In desperation, the furious Joe Elm activated the Skull King's Ring, and a furious punch pierced Charon's chest.

"Wah!"

Charon spat out a mouthful of yellowish-red blood that looked like corpse water.

And his face still wore a mocking sneer.

"Heh heh heh, so what if you killed me? That girl is definitely doomed."

"The Acheron River has been soaking in countless corpses for years, and it contains the strongest corpse poison in the world."

"That girl has drunk so much river water; even if you save her now, she'll be poisoned to death!"

Joe Elm ignored Charon and forcefully threw the oar towards Zuo You.

"Zuo You! Grab it!"

"Cough cough, cough cough cough!"

Zuo You grabbed the oar, finally preventing herself from sinking, and the undead fled from the oar like mice from a cat.

She coughed up several mouthfuls of river water, and Joe Elm's expression immediately darkened.

"Heh heh heh, actually throwing the oar to a dead person, heh heh heh hahahahaha!"

Charon laughed wildly.

"Without the oar, you'll be lost in the Acheron River forever!"

"Who said I don't have an oar?" Joe Elm smiled at Charon.

Charon smirked.

"You wouldn't want to row with your hands, would you? Before you can row twice, the undead in the water will drag you down."

"You don't need to worry about that."

Joe Elm's smile grew even brighter as he walked towards Charon, whose smile froze on his face.

"What are you going to do!" Charon's voice was stern.

But Joe Elm ignored him and grabbed Charon's feet, holding him upside down.

Then, Charon's head was plunged into the Acheron River.

Joe Elm was actually using Charon as an oar!

"Glug glug... I... glug glug... fuck... glug glug... you... glug glug... grandpa! Glug glug..."

Charon opened his mouth to curse, but after drinking a few mouthfuls of the Acheron River, he fell silent.

"Quiet! Can't you keep your body straight? It's hard to row like this, you know?"

Joe Elm complained as he rowed towards Zuo You.

After a while, Zuo You finally had the chance to climb back onto the boat.

Joe Elm threw the unconscious Charon to the stern of the boat and went to Zuo You with concern.

"Are you okay?"

Zuo You shook her head.

"Heh heh, how could she be okay!" Charon's voice sounded again.

His beard was covered with water from the Acheron River.

"She's been soaking in the Acheron River for so long; the corpse poison must have already reached her bones, and she's about to die!"

"You're thinking too much; I'm fine."

Zuo You slowly stood up, and Charon's pupils shrank to pinpoints.

"How is this possible! You've been soaking in the Acheron River for so long; how could you not be poisoned?"

"This is unscientific; this is unreasonable! This is unreasonable..."

Countless yellow spots suddenly appeared on Charon's body, and then those yellow spots began to fester. Before long, Charon turned into a pool of turbid yellow corpse water.

The color was exactly the same as the water in the Acheron River.

"Ugh!"

Zuo You couldn't help running to the side and vomiting violently.

Thanks to the Venom Immunity, corpse poison had no effect on her, but the thought of drinking that river water made her want to throw up.

Joe Elm felt a chill in his heart, and he remembered that when he used Charon as an oar, Charon had also drunk a lot of river water.

If the water of the Acheron River was formed from the corpse water of the dead, how many people would have to die to form this vast Acheron River?

Joe Elm couldn't imagine.

Grabbing the oar, he forcefully rowed back in the direction they had come.

The Acheron River seemed truly boundless; after rowing for a long time, Joe Elm's arms were about to break, but he couldn't see the shore.

Looking at the calm surface of the water, Joe Elm fell into thought.

"Joe Elm, what's wrong? What are you thinking about?" Zuo You asked when she saw Joe Elm spacing out.

"I'm thinking..."

Joe Elm raised his head, his face full of solemnity and dignity.

"Do you think if I put down some corn here and cast two rods, what could I catch?"

Zuo You: "..."

With the alternating efforts of the two, after who knows how long, Joe Elm finally saw the shore.

The same jagged rocks, the same darkness, the same black-brown earth.

The other side of the Acheron River was filled with a depressing atmosphere.

And after getting closer, Zuo You and Joe Elm discovered that there wasn't just their boat on the shore!

Another jet-black boat was also slowly approaching the shore of the Acheron River.

Joe Elm focused his gaze, and he saw that there were also three people on the boat.

And one of the figures made Joe Elm's pupils shrink to pinpoints instantly.

"Charon! It's you; you're not dead!"