God Prison

Many people followed his example, turning to look behind them. Slowly, everyone turned their heads to look behind them.    

Everything was quiet. No one was thinking about how to cross the sea. They were all concerned about who would be the next person to do so.    

Time passed by very quickly and many disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect would arrive, but none of them were able to cross the sea.    

Every time someone came to try crossing the sea, Wang Ming and everyone else would pay close attention.    

Wang Ming hoped that someone would be able to pass through. As long as it wasn't the Death God, as long as someone was able to cross the sea before the Death God, he would be able to earn a lot of money.    

"Look, someone's coming again!"    

A disciple with a powerful aura flew over from the distance. This person did not conceal his aura at all. He emitted a terrifying aura, and instantly arrived at the Bone Sea.    

He ignored the others and rushed into the sky above the sea of bones. However, in the next second, he let out a blood-curdling scream.    

He ran back to the shore as if he was running for his life. Just now, he had almost been forced into the sea of bones by the Forbidden Sky: Bone Sea. Once he entered the sea of bones, he would instantly be engulfed.    

"Phew …"    

Many people heaved a sigh of relief. On the other hand, Wang Ming's face was filled with disappointment. Earlier, this person had arrived in full force with a powerful cultivation. He had thought that there was a glimmer of hope, but he had failed.    

The defeated person's face was ashen. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he coldly snorted and walked to the side in displeasure.    

This sort of interlude became more and more numerous. There were many people who came to the Bone Sea, but none of them were able to cross the sea.    

"Roar …"    

Suddenly, a heaven-shaking roar came from the distance. After hearing the roar, all of the disciples' expressions changed.    

Instantly, everyone pulled out their weapons!    

"Soul Devouring Race's corpse!"    

Everyone stared at the distant horizon. Soon, a small black dot appeared, while at the same time, a skinny figure appeared.    

His skin was dried up and there was a vertical scar on his forehead.    

"More than one!"    

Seeing this Soul Devouring Race corpse, everyone here was calm, but then another came.    

In addition, more and more dried corpses appeared one after another.    

"Not only the Soul Devouring Tribe's corpse, but also the corpse of our senior!"    

A dense mass of mummified corpses appeared on the horizon, carrying a terrifying aura that caused the entire sky to be unable to withstand their pressure.    

"This... He's here! "    

"Only he can cause such a commotion!"    

Wang Ming looked at the distant group of mummies as his chest heaved. He had finally arrived.    

"Hmph, so what if he's here. Whether he can go through or not is still up to him!"    

Wang Ming coldly snorted. Even though he said that, he still stared unblinkingly at the distant horizon.    

Finally, a tall figure appeared behind the group of desiccated corpses. He seemed to be the ruler of all death, moving closer and closer.    

He carried an aura of death that filled the entire sky. Even though it was very far away, it still made people's skin turn cold, as if a death god was coming for their lives.    

The god of death took a step forward, and the group of mummified corpses arrived at the bone shore first. He didn't rush to the sky above the bone sea, but appeared in the crowd instead.    

His appearance caused the surrounding people to involuntarily take a few steps back. Very few people could withstand the terrifying aura of death emitting from him. To them, this was extremely uncomfortable. The moment they approached him, they felt as if they would die.