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Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!

Su Jie, capable of traveling between Blue Star and the Cultivation World, discovered that cultivation was just too difficult. Spirit Pills, Magic Artifacts, Pocket Worlds, and inherent comprehension—each was a mountain on the long road to immortality. Not until Su Jie found out that Demon Cultivators refined corpses by killing, extracted souls to cultivate fiends, and used fear as sustenance for their cultivation. Need souls to consecrate a Soul Summoning Banner? Get to know the pig farms that slaughter millions of pigs a year. Need human fear to cultivate fierce ghosts? Stock up on ghost houses, horror films, and horror games... Need fresh blood for Demon Techniques? Across the ocean, America is the world's largest grey market blood transfusion station... ...... Years later. "You devil, how many people have you killed? And you still have the face to call yourself a good person? Pah, today I shall act on behalf of heaven to mete out justice." The Tianyuan World's most beautiful person's eyebrows were furrowed with rage, as she stared at the terrifying Devil before her, enveloped in wronged souls, with thousands of ghosts parading on his Soul Banner, seated in a palace made of bones, she posed her soulful question. The Devil slowly stood up and pulled out a business card that read "Hua Country's Philanthropist of the Year / Founder of the World's Largest Chain of Ghost Houses / Owner of Blue Star's Largest Livestock Slaughter Business / Emerging Tycoon of the Entertainment Industry." "You see, I'm really not a devil, okay? Nowadays, who still uses such a lowly method as killing people to cultivate as a devil!"

Jade Brocade Sword · Oriental
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Chapter 70: The Terrifying Biosphere (First Update)

The elevator descended slowly, and in the stifling, enclosed space, the only sound was the ragged breathing of a group of mercenaries.

All of them were on high alert, guns pointed at the elevator doors.

Ding!

As the elevator reached the bottom floor, the moment the doors opened, a fishy and foul stench was the first to invade their nostrils.

"Advance in a search formation."

Marco made a gesture, and the team filed out in an expedited CQB tactical formation, searching as they moved forward.

As the group delved deeper, the fishy smell became even stronger, accompanied by the bizarre hisses and groans that accompanied a terrifying scene unfolding before them.

The ground was piled with all kinds of rocks, and the walls were covered with moss growing from a mass of rot-flesh fungi, the moss taking the place of soil, upon which many nauseating and frightening plants and trees grew.