Witch: Accumulate Experience Through The Knight Breathing Technique
Chapter 1920 - Chapter 1920 0425 City Crusher Dharma Transmission Venerable

Chapter 1920: 0425 City Crusher, Dharma Transmission Venerable! (Large chapter, seeking double monthly tickets)_4 Chapter 1920: 0425 City Crusher, Dharma Transmission Venerable! (Large chapter, seeking double monthly tickets)_4 This Black Knight gives Levi a rather extraordinary feeling.

Little Pink calls him the strongest Undead Swordsman she has ever seen!

Little Pink also said that alien race powerhouses once came to Hell seeking Hans.

They claimed Hans was the reincarnation of the undead of their royal lineage, wanting to take Hans back to inherit the throne.

Hans refused, regardless of whether his past life was that of the said ruler.

In this life, he has no connection to his former self.

He shows no interest in the throne or wealth, only wishing to quietly cultivate and hone his sword skill.

Levi released the Snowflake Warrior and swordsman Gerri, these powerful Undead Swordsmen, allowing them to recognize each other.

Hans has met quite a few powerful Undead, but few have sword skills as exquisite as these two. The trio became friends through their swords, engaging in delightful conversation.

Inside Ancient Banyan Fairyland.

Levi took out that broken piece of chain.

“So heavy, I’ll have Gandaph create a knock-off version of the Falling Star Ring when I get back.”

…

In the sky.

Alongside that mighty, rushing river, the phantom image of the Underworld Source River emerged again.

A boat settled in front of the Nether Capital, with Levi, who is well-acquainted with its ways, stepping aboard to start his purchases.

This time, the Netherworld Market merchant is a minotaur, with an aura as strong as the Great Sun.

Levi estimated that it was not far from level 9, much stronger than Di Gao.

“Hell truly is a place with a cloud of strong ones, such beings becoming merchants.”

As one descends the levels, the merchants’ strength grows incrementally. The goods they offer improve as well.

Among those who come and go, there are Archdevils of Hell of level 6.

Levi now has 800 million Joss Paper currency, all of which must be spent cleanly, as his next visit to Hell will be in a hundred years.

“Forget-Me-Not, Seven Days Soul Returning Grass, 5 million Joss Paper currency? Buy!”

“Black Soul Fruit, which I remember has a nurturing and promoting effect on the primordial soul, normally an ingredient for Seven-Circle Breakthrough Potions, only 10 million Joss Paper currency? Buy!”

“Sixth-level Treasure, Golden Apple Armor. Not bad, it’s an automatically protective treasure. It’s a steal for Lord Victor–only 200 million Joss Paper currency! People who can’t afford it are simply not trying hard enough.”

The devils watching the Pig Demon’s frenzied sweep were all stupefied.

But its strong aura deterred them from acting rashly.

The seventh floor is rich in resources; Levi spent 700 million Joss Paper currency and still couldn’t finish shopping. The rest were items of little use.

He turned his gaze to the Memory Blind Boxes once again, buying 100,000 blind boxes to try his luck back home.

The minotaur silently watched Levi’s purchases and telepathically said:

“Do you know Di Gao?”

Levi’s heart stirred as he looked at the minotaur.

Apparently, this was the colleague of the giant Di Gao.

His disguise as a Pig Demon was about as useful as a decoration in front of these Underworld magnates.

Levi said:

“I know him.”

The minotaur laughed:

“Di Gao was right, you’ve come to Hell again. He said you carry the aura of the Undying Nether Emperor, and looking now, it indeed seems true. So I’ve specifically come looking for you.”

Levi gave a slight smile.

“I’m humbly flattered.”

The minotaur said:

“Both Di Gao and I were once followers of the Undying Nether Emperor, graced by the Nether Emperor’s generosity. Hence, we pay extra attention to the descendants of the Nether Emperor.”

Levi asked:

“May I ask, senior, is the Undying Nether Emperor currently in the Underworld?”

The minotaur shook its head.

“He is not here, the Nether Emperor has reincarnated and did not inform us of his whereabouts. Such a truly immortal god has long grown tired of life in the Underworld and has devoted himself to the boundless Multidimensional Plane to experience all walks of life.”

Levi surmised.

The Undying Bird must also be among the peak of Mythical Creatures, probably seeking further breakthroughs, that is, to advance to Level 11.

The minotaur said:

“I don’t know why, but I also feel the aura of another Nether Emperor on you, although I am not too certain.”

Levi asked:

“Which Nether Emperor would that be?”

The minotaur said:

“Let’s not talk about that. My duty requires discretion. In any case, it should not be bad for you, to have the support of two Nether Emperors. Your future is bright.”

Levi suddenly changed the topic and asked:

“Senior, with the upcoming Planar Confluence, will Hell also invade the Wizard World?”

The minotaur laughed:

“Yes, but the true powerhouses of Hell won’t partake, just sending some cannon fodder over… Hell is only so large, and over the years, too many surplus undead have accumulated. It’s like sending a little gift to the Wizard World.”

Levi understood clearly.

Hell is about to join the grand festival, and the Wizard Council probably knows it too… In fact, it’s possible there’s an unspoken agreement between the council and the Underworld.

The wizards relieve Hell of some surplus population while also acquiring a great amount of resources from Hell.

Clearly neutral, the Underworld has no reason to deceive someone as insignificant as him.

This reassured Levi a great deal.

He had learned from the three sisters that various devils and Undead lords in Hell were amassing forces, preparing to invade Nora.

But as long as they don’t deploy forces like the Seventy-Two Pillars, it’s essentially resource delivery for the council.

The Underworld.

Always maintaining such an aloof stance, truly unfathomable.

Plus, Levi couldn’t help but feel that the Underworld seems to be somewhat amiable toward wizard civilization, unlike the astral world, which harbors a hint of hostility.

This could relate to Sauron’s travels in the Underworld; who knows what the ancestor of wizards did there?

Before leaving, the minotaur said:

“Oh, by the way, my name is Mosi. If you come to the Underworld in the future, you can look for me or Di Gao. We have a good relationship.”

Levi laughed: