Chapter 843 March Forward Courageously

Ricky and Soar could not move a muscle after being wounded by the Black Blood Zombie Queen's whip.

The fear of death gradually spread on the hearts of the two men. Their faces were gaunt and shadowed as they trembled at the fate before them. In the face of death, even the most powerful of creatures would be frightened because their ultimate goal in cultivation was to avoid death.

"Ricky, I didn't expect that we would die like this in the hands of the Black Blood Zombie Queen," Soar said using his internal power as he closed his eyes in resignation. At this moment, he had no strength to resist.

"Faced with death, I didn't expect that I too will feel fear." Ricky gasped in pain and fear. He was beginning to lose hope. The wound of the blood black whip sapped his strength and will to fight.

Ricky's mind integrated into the Devourer Zone. He looked at Tina and Pearl with guilt weighing him down. "Tina, Pearl, I'm sorry. I should not have taken you with me."

"It doesn't matter," Tina said with a comforting smile. It might not be so horrible to die in Ricky's company.

Pearl nodded. Although she didn't say anything, she didn't blame Ricky either.

The blood black whip pierced into his flesh once again. Ricky cried in pain and felt himself draw nearer to the brink of death.

"There must be something I can do. I can't die like this." With great pain, he closed his eyes. He envisioned the comforting eyes of Tina and Pearl. He knew that they did not blame him but they too wanted to live. Whether he wanted it or not, their life was now in his hands.

Near him, he could feel that Soar was also unwilling to die. How could the noble Great Dragon be killed by a dirty zombie?

Even though she was the Black Blood Zombie Queen, to a Great Dragon who was a legendary beast, they were still dirty.

Ricky had promised Soar's father that he would make sure Soar become a Great Dragon that would shake heaven and earth. He had also promised Doris that he would help Tina dispel the evil spir

r powers had vanished. In this space, they were tortured by the devils.

Even the strongest man was like a mere ant in this land of death.

He also saw other powerful ghosts. The devils dared not approach them. They were still cultivating and they swore that one day they would leave here.

This was because when they died, they fought back and died in resistance.

"They did not resist and yet they are afraid of the result of death. It's really sad. I don't want to be like them.

Death is just a line between life and death. Why would you not resist? If you don't fight back, you're just like an ant in hell. If you resist and die, you will still get your strength so those devils would not dare to come near you."

Suddenly, the space became quiet and all the ghosts disappeared. A huge, gray river appeared before him. The water of the river was condensed by the power of death. Ricky felt that the river started from hell and was flowing out of hell.

"Is this the River of Death?" Ricky murmured.

His consciousness walked along the River of Death. He observed as the gray gradually turned green. In this green river, he could feel the aura of life as the aura of death slowly disappeared.

He looked forward and saw that the river ahead was green and alive.

"Does it lead to life from death?" Ricky murmured to himself.