During these four months, Henry Clark also encountered danger several times. Once, he was chased by a pack of giant wolves with human faces. He didn’t have time to hide in the crevice beneath a massive boulder, and the four portions of lightning power within him were absolutely insufficient to wipe out five or six of these human-faced giant wolves at once. Just as he was in despair, suddenly, several tentacles shot out from beneath one of the wolves. This was an enormous monster, at least forty or fifty meters long. In fact, it was just a fat human face—except this face was forty or fifty meters in length, and it was covered with numerous disgusting, ferocious tentacles. Each tentacle was lined with teeth. Even the human-faced giant wolves, when lightly entangled and twisted by these tentacles, were instantly crushed into standard energy bodies. The enormous human face then grinned hideously as it absorbed all the energy from the wolves, its horror like something out of a nightmare.

Taking advantage of the giant human face slaughtering the wolves, Henry Clark used his lightning power to make a desperate escape, barely surviving the ordeal. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have even been enough to get stuck between the giant face’s teeth.

Speaking of lightning power, his only means of survival, Henry Clark had truly put in painstaking effort to study it. Besides being able to fire it like a laser beam to kill, this lightning power could also be spread over Henry Clark’s body like armor, protecting him without causing any harm. In addition, he could channel the lightning power beneath his feet, instantly increasing his speed a hundredfold. Although the four units of lightning power could only last for a minute or two, except for a few extremely fast monsters and those that could fly, no other creature could possibly catch up to him.

It was by relying on extreme caution and these mysterious lightning runes that Henry Clark managed to survive in this underworld for four long months. He also discovered some patterns in the monsters’ behavior. Basically, any soul that entered the underworld would mutate and gradually lose its sanity. Over these four months, Henry Clark encountered two or three humanoid souls. Although they looked quite grotesque, they still retained a vaguely human shape and face. However, these people were like zombies—no matter how Henry Clark tried to talk to them or greet them, they would only charge at him in a frenzy, trying to bite him. Helpless, Henry Clark had no choice but to use his lightning power to deal with them. It was precisely the appearance of these humanoid monsters that replenished the energy within Henry Clark’s body as it was gradually being depleted. Henry Clark finally realized something: perhaps, in this underworld, he was the only conscious human left.

Besides this, Henry Clark also discovered some patterns among the monsters. For example, those human-faced giant wolves—based on several distant observations, it seemed they could detect the location of spatial passages from very far away, specifically the spot where the black hole connecting the worlds of the living and the dead appeared. Every time, they would rush over from afar to devour the human souls that had just entered the underworld. So, Henry Clark named these giant wolves “soul-eating wolves.” Apart from these human-faced giant wolves, monsters would also fight and devour each other. For instance, once, Henry Clark followed the wolves from a distance to a spatial passage, where hundreds of human souls were being transported into the underworld. The giant wolves naturally rushed forward to devour them. During the feeding frenzy, one of the wolves suddenly emitted a large amount of black mist from its body. The surrounding wolves actually stopped eating and instead adopted a desperate stance, turning on that wolf.

After about ten seconds, the black mist on the wolf’s body disappeared, and its form changed. Originally, it had only one human-faced head, but now a terrifying skeletal head grew out from its side, and its body became even larger. Not only that, it turned on the other wolves and attacked them. In just ten minutes, this two-headed human-faced giant wolf devoured all the other wolves and human souls, then ran off toward the rift in space. At that time, Henry Clark was so terrified that he lay flat on top of a massive boulder, not daring to move, quietly waiting for the two-headed wolf to leave.

In this underworld, the only rule is to survive and become stronger… This is the world after death! This is the greatest understanding Henry Clark has gained about the underworld during these days.

Henry Clark carefully pushed aside the pile of rocks and earth above his head. He squeezed out from a crevice beneath a massive boulder, then cautiously looked around. Only after confirming that everything was quiet did he stand up straight under the huge rock. Suddenly, his whole body crackled with electricity, and he swelled to five or six times his original size—about eleven or twelve meters tall. Lightning flashed all over him, making him look like a giant thunder god from ancient times. However, this imposing form lasted only for a split second, not even a full second, before the giant figure wilted and shrank back to its original state, once again becoming Henry Clark.