The Undying Lands Novels & Stories

"I have big respect for Nature and Human law. In this Netherworld, it's obvious that only the Human law defunct. A universe without law spawns chaos and with law, there is order. Instead of saying that there are two worlds, I prefer seeing it as the same world divided into half. A line between the Netherworld and the Nemesis, One is familiar and one is meant to be hidden. If I have the right to choose, I will erase that line myself and let Nemesis overrun the world. My mouth agape with happiness. I see now, him studying Philosophy was not a waste of time after all; he has a tremendous respect for the Human Law because he was able to understand its friendly nature. "But for that to happen," L

“You think the gods would put us here for a gory bloodbath. That’s unethical to their standards. “Beyond the Outer Wall is the Yellow Zone. That’s the place with the yellow sky. In this world, death here is what we call, recall.” He air-quoted that last word. “Meaning, if you died there, you’ll be magically returned to our world in the exact time and place the moment before you met your god.” “Oh, no,” I gasped with cold sweat.

"What seal?" Zephyr Khan couldn't help asking with a frown. The Nine Netherbird moved slightly, and a clear voice slowly sounded. "This Secret Land of Immortality was created by the old thief for the sake of his descendants' inheritance. This Secret Land of Immortality is divided into nine spaces, and each space is different. However, it is extremely difficult to hide secrets from human martial artists. Therefore, even if the old thief's strength is earth-shattering, he knows that this Secret Land of Immortality can't be concealed. Therefore, in order to let his descendants get his strongest inheritance, the chances of an ordinary person opening the eighth and ninth spaces in this secret are

As they stepped into the cool, damp air of the night, the rain had transformed into a light drizzle, misting the surroundings in a haze. The world outside felt lush and alive, yet ominous with an undercurrent of uncertainty. George led the way, Elora and Maya close behind, each step bringing them closer to a sanctuary that felt both like a refuge and a line crossed. "Stay close," George advised, casting a watchful glance over his shoulder. "We don't know who might be watching."

“In fact, this Earth-devouring Tree of Netherworld is not a tree, but a monster from the Undying Clan. Rumor has it that it has inseparable ties with the king of the Undying Clan! This kind of strange tree can devour normal continents and then convert them into Netherearth. Netherearth is a suitable environment for the survival of the Undying Clan.” Alex asked, “Does this mean the Undying Clan can’t survive in our world well?” “That’s right. The Undying Clan requires a kind of deadly Chi for survival. The Undying Clan will be more powerful in places with more deadly Chi, but those places with abundant spiritual energy of heaven and earth will harm their bodies. On the contrary, deadly Chi wi

As such, she kept running and running until the trees began to thin. Her werewolf senses were sharp and told her that she had crossed the Scrigis border already. The trees around her had become sparse and she saw open land for miles on end. This was strange. It hadn’t been a very long time that she hadn’t left Scrigis. The last time she had been outside her empire, the trees still were very thick and the forest lush. Had mankind invaded the nearby territories, and planned to encroach upon their lands? Instead of lush forest, she just saw empty lands around her devoid of vegetation or even the smallest speck of green. It was as if the forest had suddenly turned into a desert with nothing but

The Deadlands was a special region within the Outlands. The place had long been shrouded in black radiation clouds, and it was perpetually dark and heavy. Nothing grew on the ground. As far as the eye could see, there were only pitch black mountains on the horizon, and all around them lay deathly silence and decay. At this moment, on the vast open plains, a violent gust of wind suddenly swept across the land. Several small beasts that had come out to forage squealed and tucked their tails, scrambling back toward their nests.

He had grown deep in thought considering what his daughter had asked. "Tundra, wild flower field, deadlands..." Oliver muttered more to himself than anyone else. "Then what was it..." "Did you say deadlands?" Elaina couldn't help but ask giving a shiver. "As in we are going to see dead bodies?" Oliver chuckled, "That isn't what the deadlands are. The deadlands is a place that is baren and dead, hence the name. No grass or plants grow in the area, no water runs, it is just rock and dust."

The people of the Dead Land pack were subsequently banished to the desolate Underland, where they struggled to survive. "Is Levi dead?" "Alpha Levi is immortal; beyond reincarnation, his soul and spirit will not fade away. He will return when the time is right." The little wolf sat beside her, wagging its tail, "When will he come back, Master... I'm scared to death..."

"Search for 'Crimson Court'." The screen flashed red. A huge file appeared with a hand-lettered map of the continent. But it wasn't the map we were expecting. To the east of our werewolf lands, where the ocean should've been, was a huge black mass of land called The Nightlands. Between our continent and the Nightlands was a bright magical wall. "The Veil," Dante read, coming up behind me. "Look at this," I breathed, my blood chilling as I read the logs. "Dante… the Moonfall Kings were not only kings, but Wardens."