Just as Xiao Yanbao was casting the Dark Netherworld Blessing, Li Muhao saw many ghosts searching for something on the other side of the river. One of the ghosts pointed in the direction of the three of them, and the group of ghosts ran directly towards them, seemingly with ill intentions.

So he reached out and patted Xiao Yanbao on the shoulder, pointed at the group of ghosts rushing towards them, and gave them a warning.

"Yanbao, something's not right!"

Xiao Yanbao turned her head and looked in the direction her third brother Li Muhao was pointing. After seeing the group of menacing ghosts, she looked at the unlucky ghost with some confusion.

However, the unlucky fellow didn't even look at it and confidently said:

"What's wrong? Don't worry, I know plenty of ghosts here who are here to greet us."

Seeing the unlucky guy looking so confident, Li Muhao wasn't as flustered anymore, but he still felt something was off, so he reached out and pulled Xiao Yanbao behind him.

The unlucky fellow muttered to himself as he walked toward the Bridge of Helplessness, seemingly looking for a spot where he could look more imposing.

However, Xiao Yanbao and Li Muhao did not follow, but stood quietly in place, while the unlucky guy stood in the center of the Naihe Bridge, standing there nonchalantly.

"Just follow me, and I'll show you how they kneel before me, the Demon Lord!"

The unlucky guy thought that his words would earn him praise from Li Muhao, but after waiting for a while, he didn't hear anything. When he turned around, he saw Li Muhao pulling Xiao Yanbao backward.

"What are you doing? Come here right now!"

No sooner had the unlucky guy finished speaking than Li Muhao shouted loudly.

"Run, you unlucky bastard!"

Then, Li Muhao pulled Xiao Yanbao and rushed into the mist not far away. The unlucky guy subconsciously turned around and saw dozens of ghosts wearing black robes and bearing the Wangchuan emblem approaching him with smiles.

The unlucky fellow was very confused as to why it wasn't the Lord of the River of Oblivion who came, but instead a bunch of henchmen.

"What are you doing? Why isn't the Ghost King of the River of Oblivion coming out to greet us?"

The unlucky guy was very cautious. While probing the other party, he quietly backed away. Seeing that the other party was indeed up to no good, he immediately turned around and ran in the direction that Xiao Yanbao had run away.

Upon seeing this, the group of ghosts behind him immediately began to give chase at top speed, and soon they followed the unlucky ghost into the mist.

Xiao Yanbao and Li Muhao, who had entered the fog ahead of time, couldn't find their way at all. They could only use spells to find their way forward. They had only taken a few steps when the unlucky guy suddenly appeared in front of them.

“You’ve gone the wrong way! Those guys over there are all there to arrest us.”

As the unlucky ghost spoke, he pulled Xiao Yanbao and Li Muhao and ran in another direction. Fortunately, Xiao Yanbao and Li Muhao were in spirit form. If their physical bodies were here, the unlucky ghost's small body would not have been able to pull them no matter what.

"Damn it, what's going on? Didn't you say the Ghost King would come to greet us? Why are there so many ghosts trying to capture us?"

As Li Muhao ran, he asked the question that had been on his mind. He saw that Xiao Yanbao was also looking at the unlucky guy with an angry expression.

The unlucky guy had no choice but to apologize, and then he was completely dumbfounded. When did Wangchuan become so brave? Did he not sense the magical fluctuations of the Dark Nether Blessing?

Has the Lord of the River of Oblivion rebelled? Holy crap, this is a huge deal!

Thinking of this, the unlucky guy originally wanted Xiao Yanbao to use his navigation spell to lead them to the Death Valley where Jiang Li Ghost King was, but he changed his mind at this moment.

"Let's hurry to the Underworld. Maybe these guys won't dare to follow us there."

When Xiao Yanbao used the navigation spell again, it pointed in the same direction as when he had met the unlucky guy before. The unlucky guy's eyes darted around.

"Follow me!"

The unlucky fellow thought of a good place: Meng Po's residence. After all, Meng Po was a subordinate of Lord Yama, so she certainly wouldn't harm Xiao Yanbao.

Just as they were taking a detour, the Lord of the River of Oblivion arrived at the Bridge of Helplessness. Sensing the magical fluctuations left by the vanished Dark Blessing, the Lord of the River of Oblivion frowned deeply.

"How could this spell appear? Has she returned, or has another ghost accidentally obtained that inheritance?"

Such a thing is not impossible, after all, the Underworld King also obtained the Dark Blessing spell by accident in that place.

The Lord of the River of Oblivion only stood by the Bridge of Helplessness for a few breaths, and the other two Ghost Kings who had rushed from afar were frightened away by the aura of the River of Oblivion as soon as they arrived nearby.

After all, the power of the Lord of the River of Oblivion, who has obtained the laws of the underworld, far surpasses that of ordinary ghost kings. The only one who can subdue the Lord of the River of Oblivion is Ye Ming.

A moment later, the Lord of the River of Oblivion received news from his subordinates that the group had entered the Misty Zone and their whereabouts were unknown.

"Keep an eye on this Bridge of Helplessness. It's the only way for them to cross the river. As long as they don't cross, everything will be fine."

After giving his instructions, the Lord of the River of Oblivion quickly returned to his palace. He needed to familiarize himself with the laws of the Underworld as soon as possible, because if he waited for Ye Mingteng to make a move, he would be in trouble.

After the Lord of the River of Oblivion left, a tall, thin man with an afro quickly entered the mist from the side of the Bridge of Helplessness without attracting the attention of any ghosts.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Following the route in his memory, the unlucky fellow wandered around for a long time before finally arriving at a wooden house with lanterns hanging on it. The lanterns, emitting a yellow glow, creaked and groaned, and gusts of ghostly wind swept past the three of them.

When the unlucky man saw that Meng Po was not opening the door for a long time, he felt something was wrong. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he found that he could not move his body.

"Old buddy, we're already here, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Xiao Yanbao turned around and saw that the one who spoke was actually a lantern emitting a yellow halo. After hearing this voice that was neither male nor female, the unlucky guy's face turned extremely ugly, even worse than when he was running away.

"Are these two dolls gifts you brought from the human world? I quite like them. I won't pursue the matter of you trespassing on my territory this time. Leave them behind and you can go!"

The unlucky guy swayed suddenly. Although he regained his mobility, he showed no intention of leaving.

Seeing that the unlucky fellow showed no sign of leaving, the pair of lanterns began to sway again, their yellow glow enveloping the three of them.

You'd better not touch them!

Before the unlucky fellow could finish speaking, the lantern shouted again.

"Don't move? One of them is just a lowly soldier of the Night Wanderer faction, and the other is... wait?"

Just after the lantern made a puzzled sound, the previously closed door suddenly opened.

"Come in!"

The one who spoke was Meng Po, whom they had been searching for. The pair of lanterns hanging at the door were silent now, as if they hadn't seen anything, and continued to emit bursts of orange light into the mist.

End of this chapter