That Netherpassage expert of the ancient family alliance kindly stepped forward to strike up a conversation, only to receive a sudden slap in the face.

“Bastard!” The Netherpassage expert was enraged. He was just about to kill this man when he suddenly smelled the scent of rot. His face began to hurt and itch at the same time.

When the experts around him saw his face, they all let out startled cries. That Netherpassage expert’s face was starting to rapidly decay.

“This is death energy! That’s impossible!”

This man might be masked, but he didn’t look to be over thirty! How was it possible to advance to the Netherpassage realm at such a young age? How could he control such pure death energy?

The Netherpassage expert who had been slapped had chunks of his face slowly fall. He couldn’t even stop it. His skull was quickly exposed.

The corrosive energy was then starting to fade. However, before he...