Transmigrated into a fox spirit in the beast world, the villain boss chased after her

This was a staircase leading to an underground corridor. The moment he walked in, the moonstones placed on both sides of the stone wall emitted a faint light, illuminating the entire dark passage.

The air inside was damp and stuffy, with a fishy smell of earth, making people feel depressed and uncomfortable.

Lan Xiu walked down the stone and mud steps steadily, and stopped only at the end of the corridor.

At that moment, a dark dungeon appeared before his eyes.

The water prison is made of an extremely hard black iron stone. Even a powerful orc like the Seven-Striped Orc cannot break it. They can only be locked up in this dark place until they die.

An old orc was imprisoned in a dungeon soaked in sea water. He huddled in a corner with a hunched back, his gray hair like straw, covering his face.

The most terrifying thing was that there was not a single piece of healthy flesh on his body. His skin and flesh were peeled off alive. Some places were just bones, and his bloody mess was soaked in the dark sea.

His hands and ankles were pierced through with four huge iron chains and locked to a thick stone pillar, making it impossible for him to escape.

As if because I had been soaking for too long, the dark sea water exuded a strong and foul smell that was nauseating.

The old orc moved upon hearing the noise, and instantly the four iron chains made a loud "clattering" sound, which sounded like the roar of a ghost in the dark water dungeon, extremely creepy.

He raised his cloudy eyes and looked at the person who came, revealing fear and dread.

The hoarse voice was like an old bellows, "You already got what you wanted, why don't you kill me?!"

The one who was imprisoned was the old Ghost King. At the moment, he looked so miserable and miserable that he no longer looked like a human being. There was no trace of the arrogant attitude of the once majestic and superior person.

Like an old beggar struggling in despair.

Lan Xiu's evil face was filled with madness and amusement, and he admired with great interest the old ghost king who was seeking death.

He sneered darkly, "Kill you?"

"Don't you think death is too kind to you?"

"I want you to live, a life worse than death!"

He grasped the iron pillar of the dungeon and laughed sinisterly. The crazy laughter kept echoing in the dungeon.

Suddenly, his laughter stopped, and his fingers turned into claws. Without seeing how he moved, a silver light flashed, and several pieces of flesh and blood were cut off from the old ghost king. He screamed miserably.

“Ahhhh——!!!”

He screamed miserably and rolled back and forth in pain, but when his wounds touched the sea water, it was like being pierced by densely packed fine needles, constantly stimulating his nerves and torturing him to the point of driving him crazy.

With his bloodshot eyes staring at Lan Xiu with his face twisted into a bloodshot mess, he cursed at Lan Xiu fiercely, "You damned wolf cub!"

"I should have killed you the first time I saw you!"

From the first time he met Lan Xiu, he knew that he was an ambitious orc, but he was too conceited at that time and ended up raising a tiger to harm himself.

Lan Xiu sighed, "What a pity, you couldn't kill me."

"So in the end, you can only end up like this, neither human nor ghost, hahahaha..."

He laughed wildly and wickedly, but there was no warmth in his narrow, cold blue eyes.

The strong hatred in his heart made him want to grind the old ghost king into ashes, but that would be too easy for him.

He just wanted him to live in agony, feeling the fear of the passing of life bit by bit.

But even so, it was hard to dispel his overwhelming hatred, because she would never come back...

The pain of losing her continued to tear at his heart, spreading and grinding in his blood like fine sand. He slowly clenched his hands, and blue veins emerged.

After a long time, he managed to suppress the heartache.

The purple thin lips hummed, "I have another good news to tell you."

"I have captured all of your followers and strangled them in public, so no one will come to rescue you."

"How about it?"

“Painful? Despair? I want you to live well in this endless pain and despair!”

"madman!"

"You lunatic!" The old ghost king collapsed and cursed.

He was so angry that he vomited three liters of blood. He stared at Lan Xiu grimly like a ghost.

"You forced a breakthrough, but your body suffered backlash. You won't live for much longer."

"You and I are both defeated. Do you think you can continue to be so rampant?"

"Maybe you will die before an old guy like me, hahaha..."

Lan Xiu seemed to have been poked in a sore spot, his face instantly turned violent, and he shouted angrily, "Shut up!"

His cold and angry roar shook the entire water dungeon. The black sea water surged up in waves, mercilessly hitting the bloody old ghost king and drowning him.

His arms began to tremble uncontrollably, and terrifying black lines appeared on his originally bony hands, which became more and more numerous like spider webs, and even almost covered his entire body.

Once the black line grows to his chest, he will die.

The old ghost king was right, because he forcibly broke through to the sixth line, his body could not bear the surging power of the barbarian crystal, so he suffered backlash.

He has to endure the torture of backlash almost every day. If he can't find a solution, he will eventually explode and die from the power that he cannot absorb.

He knew the consequences of doing this from the beginning, but he did not regret it and would do it even if it meant death.

Because he lost her, he no longer cared about life and death.

His only thought in life is revenge, and only by continuing to kill can he feel that he is still alive.

Retracting his thoughts, he glanced at the old ghost king who was struggling in the sea with a cold gaze.

He said bloodthirstily, "I may disappoint you."

"Because I have found a way to restrain this backlash."

"From now on, the ghost domain will not only be mine, but the sea area, the mermaid tribe, and the Central Plains will all bow down to me, Lan Xiu."

"I am more fit to be king than you!"

The old ghost king was shocked by his arrogant words.

At the same time, huge despair overwhelmed all his consciousness, and the whole person instantly became silent like a dead tree.

Even though blood was flowing from his body and the dark, smelly sea water kept splashing on him, he seemed to be unable to feel anything. There was only numbness and deathly silence.

Lan Xiu, feeling bored, stopped torturing the old ghost king and turned to leave this dark dungeon.

In fact, he was not sure whether the snow crystals would have any effect on the backlash of the body.

Rumor has it that in addition to several common types of barbarian crystals, there is also a very rare type of snow crystal in the Orc Continent.

Snow crystals have a powerful healing effect. Even a dying person can recover as before and their life span can be prolonged by eating snow crystals.

If he could find the snow crystal, he wouldn't have to endure the pain of backlash.

However, Xue Jing was in the distant northern snowfields. He needed to finish dealing with things on the island first, and after making sure everything was safe, he would lead people to the northern continent to look for Xue Jing.