The five people bitten by vampire bats were now barely breathing, their faces deathly pale.

"They won't make it!" The Indian Snake King sighed and said, "The vampire bats in this underground palace are vastly different from those outside—their venom surpasses my understanding."

As he spoke, the Snake King pulled out a few pills from his pouch and stuffed them into their mouths, but it was in vain. Within a minute, their bodies froze, succumbing to the limits of life.

The group fell silent. Apart from the Indian Snake King, the others were all elite members of the Freedom Organization. Though the path ahead was fraught with unknown dangers, they remained resolute in their commitment to moving forward, driven by the belief that fueled their cause.

"I truly don't know what dangers lie ahead!" The Indian Snake King muttered, regretting his decision to take on this mission.

Although the vampire bats had not harmed him just now, if his assumptions proved true, the rest of the journey would be far from simple!

But at this point, the Indian Snake King had no choice but to keep moving forward. The path behind him had vanished completely!

What annoyed the Indian Snake King most was the sensation that an invisible hand was pushing him forward. This feeling infuriated him!

"Listen! There's the sound of water ahead!" A man walking at the front suddenly exclaimed with joy, "This is unbelievable—beneath the Pyramid, there's actually an underground stream!"

Indeed, as they approached, the sound of rushing water grew clearer.

At the end of the staircase, they discovered the exit was located beside a massive underground stream.

Above them lay the world-renowned Sahara Desert, and beneath them a vast underground stream—a marvel of nature!

The enormous stream spanned hundreds of meters in width, flowing silently. The Snake King gazed into the distance but could not discern its source or endpoint.

"This is incredible!" A man murmured in awe as he stood by the stream, where they could feel the damp air and a faint breeze.

"The water feels cool!" Another man crouched by the stream, reaching his hand into the water. "And it's a striking shade of blue—it's icy cold and feels… Ahhh!"

Before he finished speaking, the man stumbled and plunged headfirst into the water.

"Help me, save me!" The man cried out loudly from the water.

"Hey, you're not afraid of water! Just climb out yourself!" Another man laughed and said, "You're trying to trick us? Not a chance!"

"Help! Save me…" The man struggled and flailed in the water, his arms waving frantically as if truly drowning.

Seeing that he appeared not to be joking, some of them prepared to jump in and rescue him when the Snake King spoke calmly, "If you want to die, you can join him."

"Master, what do you mean?" An elite of the Freedom Organization couldn't help but ask.

The Snake King sneered and said, "Before you jump in to save him, take a look at what's in the water first!"

The man hesitated for a moment and then pulled out a spotlight flashlight from his pouch. When the light illuminated the water's depths, everyone gasped in horror.

Beneath the drowning man were countless small fish swarming around him—they were biting at his clothes and shoes, dragging him downward relentlessly.

"What are those things?!" The group cried out in alarm.

In the brief moment of hesitation, the man in the water was already fully submerged. Within twenty breaths, the frenzied fish had completely devoured him, leaving not even his skeleton behind.

A chill swept through their hearts as they watched their companion be consumed by these monstrous fish. Their emotions were a turmoil of rage and terror!

"Piranhas!" The Indian Snake King said flatly. "Legend has it that in the Netherworld, there's a fish called the Rebirth Fish. It devours sinful mortal bodies, allowing souls to enter the Rebirth Realm."

Gulp. The group swallowed nervously. "Master, is this the Netherworld? Are these the legendary Rebirth Fish?"

The Snake King rolled his eyes and replied, "How should I know? Didn't I say it's just a legend? But one thing's for sure—these fish are piranhas! This underground palace is full of unimaginable things: swarms of vampire bats, eerie piranhas… Who knows what other nightmares lie in wait!"

"So what do we do now? Let the Sacred Relic guide us!"

The Indian Snake King took out a metal fragment, which began spinning in the air before pointing toward the opposite side of the underground stream.

"The map is across the stream?" The Snake King frowned. If the map was indeed on the other side, how on earth were they supposed to get there?

The underground stream was hundreds of meters wide!

Although the Indian Snake King had the ability to leap across such a distance, the eerie nature of the underground palace gave him a foreboding sense that attempting such a feat would spell disaster.

"Damn it!" A man kicked a stone by the shore in frustration, sending it flying toward the air.

The stone rose to about three meters in height before instantly disintegrating into powder, as if crushed by a powerful force field above.

Hiss! The Indian Snake King gasped, startled. With his skills, he hadn't detected the presence of such a chilling force above them!

If he had recklessly tried to leap across earlier, he might have been reduced to blood mist by now!

"Looks like we'll have to find another way to cross the stream!" The Snake King furrowed his brow and scanned the surroundings. But aside from stones and sand, there was nothing to aid them in crossing.

Beneath the water lurked the creepy piranhas, while three meters above was a deadly shredding force field. At this moment, even the Indian Snake King found himself at a loss.

As for the members of the Freedom Organization, they were even more helpless. Their abilities couldn't hope to contend with the piranhas let alone anything worse.

Suddenly, a sound of water stirring broke through the tense silence.

"Quick, look! What kind of monster is that?!" A trembling voice called out.

The group turned toward the sound and couldn't believe their eyes. The Indian Snake King, for his part, stared in disbelief, droplets of saliva slipping from his mouth.

In the middle of the stream, a colossal snake head emerged, resembling a moving island. Its body was concealed underwater, its length unfathomable, but judging by the sheer size of its head, the snake's total length undoubtedly exceeded a hundred meters!

"What kind of snake is this!" For the Indian Snake King, snakes were his lifelong passion. Although he already had a Black Mamba as his lifeline snake, next to this massive serpent, the Black Mamba seemed utterly insignificant!

Moreover, the Indian Snake King could sense an ancient, timeless aura emanating from the serpent's body!

"If I can capture this creature, I'll reign supreme across the Underworld!" The thought filled the Indian Snake King's heart with overwhelming excitement!

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