When the Ghost Mountain was leveled and Lin Feng was about to continue on his way, a red light emerged from the ground, followed by bright flowers that popped up from the ground, enchantingly beautiful.

In just a moment, flowers bloomed all over the ground and the fiery red light illuminated the sky.

“This…this is…”

Lin Feng was stunned.

Looking at the gorgeous flowers in full bloom in front of me, I was deeply shocked.

Red spider lily!

Only flowers blooming, no leaves seen.

Flowers blooming on the road to the underworld.

It is also the only scenery and color on the Yellow Springs Road.

The red spider lily of the valley, with its fiery red flowers, is also referred to as the road illuminated by fire.

I just didn't expect to see it here.

"Could it be that the flower sea that Baimugui mentioned is the red spider lily?"

Lin Feng murmured, the shock in his heart was beyond words.

Pass through the Ghost Gate, walk along the Yellow Springs Road, see the flowers of the other shore, step on the Naihe Bridge, and drink Mengpo Soup.

Am I preparing to be reincarnated?

But it seems that there is no ghost gate here.

"As expected of an lord, you actually found a corner of the Yellow Springs Road."

The Bull-Head and Horse-Faced Demons look excited. Although they only have one character, it is still very rare.

The Yellow Springs Road and the red spider lily are part of the underworld.

The underworld was destroyed, and everything related to it was also destroyed, but unexpectedly, only a corner of it remained.

"It's just luck. I didn't expect the Yellow Springs Road to be here."

Lin Feng said.

I couldn't help but speculate about the existence of the ghost world.

Could it be that the ghost world is built on the incomplete underworld?

"This Ghost Emperor is truly remarkable. After his death, he condensed the Ghost Mountain to suppress the Yellow Springs Road, and then 'came back to life' using the Red Spider Lily."

Niutou Abang sighed.

He understood why there was a ghost mountain gathered here.

"Can red spider lilies bring people back to life?"

Lin Feng's eyebrows jumped. This was the first time he heard that red spider lily could resurrect people.

"Of course not."

Niutou Abang shook his head and explained, "Ghost Mountain suppresses the Yellow Spring Road. Memories are stored on the other side. When you reincarnate back here, you walk the Yellow Spring Road again and see the flowers on the other shore. You can recall everything from your previous life, which can be considered a kind of rebirth."

"I see."

This was the first time Lin Feng had heard of such a statement, and he couldn't help but marvel at the power of the Ghost Emperor.

"If I destroy his ghost mountain now, will his memory also disappear?"

Lin Feng asked.

"Yes."

The Horse-Faced Rakshasa took over and said:

"Hell is incomplete. It's just a corner of the Yellow Springs Road. Without suppression, the memories stored in the other side will also dissipate."

Lin Feng stopped for a while to admire the rare red spider lilies before continuing on his way.

This time, the Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced Demons did not walk in front, but lagged behind Lin Feng by half a body length, following behind him like servants.

Normally, Lin Feng wouldn't have felt anything.

It’s just that this location and these two special “escorts” always make Lin Feng feel a little awkward.

It felt like they were taking me to the underworld.

"You two go ahead."

Lin Feng said.

The Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Demon were startled and said, "Yes, sir."

The underworld was destroyed, resulting in an incomplete Yellow Springs Road. In half an hour, Lin Feng had already walked through the sea of ​​flowers.

Looking back at the red spider lilies behind him, Lin Feng couldn't help but think for a while, and with a wave of his hand, he collected all the red spider lilies into the storage space.

To create the underworld, Lin Feng didn't know what was needed, but since the red spider lily belonged to the underworld, perhaps it could be used.

Another half hour passed.

The sound of a stream was heard.

Cross the Dead River and you will enter the ghost world.

"I never thought the Forgotten River would become so unbearable."

The Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demon recognized the origin of the dead river in front of them at a glance and couldn't help shaking their heads.

"really."

Lin Feng murmured.

At the end of the Yellow Springs Road is the Forgetful River. There is a bridge over the Forgetful River called the Naihe Bridge. On the bridge is a Wangxiang Terrace, and next to the terrace is a pavilion. Meng Po is there, handing out Meng Po soup to every passerby.

But now only the Forgetful River is visible, and the Naihe Bridge is nowhere to be found.

Perhaps it can no longer be called the Forgotten River, it would be more appropriate to call it the River of Death.

The Dead River is filled with gloomy energy. Once you get close to it, you will feel cold all over, as if the dead are waving at you.

"My lord, I'm afraid you can't cross a dead river."

Niutou Abang said.

Although it is called the Dead River, it is as wide as the ocean and you cannot see the other side at all from here.

Moreover, the Dead River is filled with dead air and gloomy energy, and no living creature can get close to it. Once they get close, they will be eroded, let alone reach the other side.

"Can I use the power of space to distort the space I'm in, so I can avoid the erosion and get to the other side?"

Lin Feng murmured.

This method seems to be feasible, but the consumption of spiritual energy by distorting space is huge, which is far beyond the recovery speed of Yutian Jue. I am afraid that before I even cross the Dead River, I will be eroded due to lack of spiritual energy.

"Wait, this river used to be the Forgotten River. Does Meng Po have a solution?"

Lin Feng thought of Meng Po whom he had obtained not long ago.

After a brief thought, Lin Feng decided to summon Meng Po.

She has stayed in the Forgotten River for countless years, so there should be a way to get there, although the Forgotten River is no longer the same as it used to be.

"Meng Po greets the Master."

A low and hoarse voice sounded, and Meng Po bowed slightly to Lin Feng.

"Meng Po, do you have any way to help me cross this river?"

Lin Feng asked.

Meng Po looked at the Dead River, and her turbid eyes wavered for a moment.

"Forgetful River. I never thought I would see the Forgetful River again."

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