Chapter 554: Hell Three-Headed Dog!

He is a Marquis Immortal!

He reached this realm after endless years of arduous cultivation and countless tribulations!

Meanwhile, the opponent is merely an excessively young junior, whose cultivation may not yet have truly entered Immortal!

Yet in the recent battle, he not only failed to swiftly subdue the opponent, but under repeated counterattacks gradually felt pressure, and that last strike even cost him heavily, his right arm nearly ruined!

This is sheer disgrace!

It set off alarm bells in his heart, making him extremely anxious!

He has guarded this place for millions of years, solely for the Master Inheritance; now the inheritance has fallen into that youth's hands, and he must reclaim it swiftly!

The longer he delays, the more variables arise!

If the battle's fluctuations attract other power‑seekers or strong beings linked to this youth, his scheme could be thwarted!

At this thought, the last hint of hesitation and cat‑and‑mouse mindset vanished from the old man's eyes, replaced by ruthless determination.

"You little brat! I admit, I underestimated you!"

The old man's voice was hoarse, laced with uncontainable fury.

"But if you think that with this meager skill you can contend with me, you're gravely mistaken! Next, I will make you understand what true… despair is!"

With an earth‑shaking, ancient, savage, and boundless feral howl, the old man's hunchbacked, gaunt form suddenly underwent a drastic transformation!

"Roar—!!!"

It was no longer a human sound, but a terrifying roar as if from the deepest Nine Abyss Hell, blended with countless Wraith wails and beast roars!

Line: Dead Silence, ice‑cold, brutal, mad, as if able to freeze souls and devour all life, the Hell atmosphere burst from the old man's body like a volcano suppressed for eons!

This aura's evil and terror far exceeded any pressure he had previously exuded!

The Space around him began to warp and melt, as if dragged into an endless furnace!

Light was devoured, temperature plummeted, even the Void's hue turned a heart‑pounding dark red and deep gray!

Under Ye Wuque's solemn gaze, the old man's body rapidly swelled and distorted!

His garments shattered, and black, dense, steel‑needle‑like hair sprouted on his skin!

His head began to split and twist, eventually becoming three ferocious dog heads, fangs exposed, dripping foul saliva, eyes ablaze with scarlet Hell Fire!

His body grew as massive as a small hill, limbs stout, claws icy, a tail bristling with bone spikes swayed behind, snapping the Void with crackling sounds!

Hell Three-Headed Dog!

This Grey-robed Old Man's true form is the fearsome, blood‑thirsty, madness‑infused, partial Death and Hell law‑wielding race — the Hell Three-Headed Dog!

The three heads simultaneously raised to the sky, emitting blood‑sucking, mad roars; the terrifying Hell Death Qi spread like a tide, seeming to pull this star‑filled region into an endless, terrifying, eternally sinking Hell abyss!

Countless Wraith silhouettes flickered within the death aura, emitting mournful wails that disturbed minds and eroded vitality.

"Finally willing to reveal your hideous true form?"

Ye Wuque steadied his internal injuries; though his Emperor Form Dharma Image was damaged, it still stood. He gazed at the imposing Hell Three-Headed Dog, his voice calm yet laced with unmistakable sarcasm.

"I've long sensed that nauseating old‑dog stench on you."

The words ignited like a powder keg!

"Roar—!!!"

The central main head of the Hell Three-Headed Dog snapped around, its six scarlet eyes instantly bloodshot, erupting with overwhelming rage!

The Hell Three-Headed Dog Clan is indeed ferocious, yet exceedingly proud; they loathe being called "dog" by other beings, especially the contemptuous term "old dog"!

In the past, any being daring enough to mock him met the same fate: tormented for countless years, subjected to Hell tortures, and ultimately perished miserably in endless pain and despair!

"You sharp‑toothed, vicious little brat! I will tear your mouth, rip out your soul, and scorch you in Hell Fire for a million years! No escape, no death!"

The three heads of the Hell Three-Headed Dog simultaneously unleashed roars that could shatter stars, their venomous, mad tones making one's scalp tingle!

After manifesting his true form, the old man's power clearly received an all‑round boost, especially the Hell Death Qi and frenzied battle will, adding further might.

Yet, just as Ye Wuque was fully on guard, ready to meet the opponent's fiercer assault—

The central main head of the Hell Three-Headed Dog flashed a cunning, cruel glint in its scarlet eyes.

"Hell… devour!"

It gaped its three blood‑filled maws at Ye Wuque, simultaneously unleashing a bizarre, powerful suction force!

This suction does not target Flesh, but directly acts upon Space and the Dark Being itself!

Ye Wuque felt the surrounding Space instantly become exceedingly viscous, an irresistible pull rooted in higher‑order world laws firmly locking him.

His Emperor Form Dharma Image appeared clumsy before this force!

"Not good!" Ye Wuque's heart tightened, instantly grasping the opponent's intent!

But it was already too late!

In the next instant, heaven spun and earth turned, and time‑space transformed!

Ye Wuque's vision flickered; he was no longer on the chaotic star‑filled battlefield, but found himself in an entirely alien, Line: Dead Silence, terrifying, seemingly boundless dark‑red world!

The sky was an eternal dark red, bearing three Nether Moons that emitted grim green light.

The ground cracked, flowing with scorching magma and murky rivers of blood.

Countless bizarre creatures of white bone, Wraith, and Hell Fire roamed, clashed, and wailed across the wasteland.

The air reeked of thick sulfur and death, and the very laws brimmed with chaos, pain, torment, and Destruction.

Here lies the interior world of the Grey-robed Old Man — the Hell Three-Headed Dog!

Moreover, after manifesting his true form, his interior world simultaneously transformed into the Hell World, perfectly suited to his race's traits!

"Hahaha! Little brat! Welcome to my Nine Abyss Furnace!"

The Hell Three-Headed Dog's arrogant, venomous, exhilarating voice thundered throughout the Hell World.

"Here is my home ground! The absolute domain where I can fully display the divine might that made me a Marquis Immortal!"

"Here, I am the sky! I am the earth! I am Yama, who controls all life and death!"

Its voice is full of malice.

"Aren't you a flesh brute? Aren't you capable of fighting? Here, I will slowly forge you! Hell Fire scorches your Flesh, ten thousand souls gnaw your spirit, endless torment wears down your will! I will make you endure here for one million years! Even dying will be a luxury! Hahaha!"

The Hell World seemed to come alive, endless Hell Death Qi surged from all directions toward Ye Wuque, seeking to corrupt his vitality.

In the dark‑red sky, a viscous rain of blood, imbued with corrosive and cursed power, fell.

On the ground, countless bone monsters and Wraiths emitted piercing shrieks, surging toward him like a tide.

Deeper down, it seemed that an even more terrifying Hell Demon God was awakening, exuding a despair‑inducing aura.

If other Immortal Beings were drawn into the main world after being absorbed by a Marquis Immortal's manifested body, they would likely lose their mind instantly, see their combat power plummet, and become prey for anyone.