The old man's body merged with the array on the ground, with only his head remaining intact and suspended in mid-air.

He looked at Jiang Yuan at eye level, and when he saw that half of Jiang Yuan's body had entered the Yellow Springs, a bright smile appeared on his face.

He laughed, laughing because Jiang Yuan was about to die.

Jiang Yuanxiao, on the other hand, was still smiling even as death approached.

"You've used all your strength to open this door; it seems you're going all in," Jiang Yuan said coldly.

He was taking a desperate gamble, placing all his hopes on dragging her into the underworld.

He was betting that once she entered the underworld, she would be affected by the turbid air and unable to leave.

"That's called using a small investment to achieve a large return!" the old man corrected.

If I could exchange all my strength for the life of the King of Hell, it would be worth it!

Even if it meant exchanging his life for Jiang Yuan's, he felt it was worth it!

When their plan succeeds, no one will forget him; they will remember everything he did for the Ghost King's reappearance!

"This door is opening too slowly, let me open it for you," Jiang Yuan said indifferently with a look of disdain.

She was somewhat surprised when she saw the Gate of the Underworld, since there are very few people in the underworld who can open the Gate of the Underworld.

But unexpectedly, in addition to using the formation, he also had to expend his own power.

It takes a lot of energy to open, and the door is so small...

It's one thing to be small, but the speed at which they enter the underworld is so slow.

It's too slow and a waste of time.

She also wanted to wake up Madam Ning and Ning Yue so that Jiang Ningyuan could rest assured.

If Jiang Ningyuan waits outside for too long, he'll definitely worry that something might have happened.

We need to act quickly.

Before the old man could react, Jiang Yuan lifted her foot and gently stomped on the Gate of the Underworld on the ground.

A golden light shone as the foot stepped on the outstretched hands.

The hands recoiled as if burned, and their cries of agony grew louder and echoed around them.

The old man stared in disbelief as the Gate to the Underworld suddenly began to crack open at an accelerated pace.

Does Jiang Yuan still have the power to open the gates of the Yellow Springs?

The Gates of the Underworld.

As the name suggests.

A gate connecting the mortal world and the underworld.

It is similar to the Ghost Gate, but more convenient.

As long as one's power is strong enough, one can open the gates of the underworld at any time and travel between the underworld and the mortal world.

but--

There are very few beings in the underworld powerful enough to open the gates of the Yellow Springs.

He is able to open the gate now because of his own strength and the formation, unlike Jiang Yuan who can open a gate with a stomp of his foot.

Is Jiang Yuan's magic power not as strong as before?

Why is she still able to open the gates of the underworld?

A hint of doubt flashed across the old man's eyes, and a sense of fear spread through his heart.

As the King of Hell, Jiang Yuan should know what the consequences would be for a mortal entering the Yellow Springs.

She should be in a hurry to find a way to leave.

But she didn't.

Instead, he used his own power to open a large gate to the underworld.

The faster the gates of the underworld open, the faster they will enter the netherworld!

Is she really not afraid of being tainted by the filth of the underworld?

Are you really not afraid of death?

"You..." the old man said with fear in his eyes, looking at the calm Jiang Yuan, when a thought suddenly came to mind.

run!

She's not afraid!

She's not afraid of going to the underworld!

Her fearlessness in going to the underworld suggests she has a backup plan!

Or rather, she has a way to return safely from the underworld!

He miscalculated!

The black energy that was swirling around Jiang Yuan and connected to the old man's head seemed to hear the old man's thoughts, quickly withdrawing from Jiang Yuan and slowly returning to the old man's body.

As the black mist turned around, the old man's complete body came back into Jiang Yuan's view.

Seeing his body sinking rapidly like quicksand, the old man felt a little panicked, no longer as confident as before.

He looked up, glanced at Jiang Yuan, and then turned to run away.

However--

The moment he lifted his foot, a beam of white light suddenly shot out from the Gate of the Underworld, and vine-like branches bound the old man, quickly pulling him inside.

As those branches appeared, turbid air burst forth from the Yellow Springs, encroaching upon the surrounding area.

"What, what is this... what is this thing!" The bound old man struggled, only to find it was futile.

What are these things that suddenly appeared, like branches or ropes, and so strong that they can't be broken free from?

He had never seen it before.

“These are the bristles of the Yama's Pen.” Jiang Yuan smiled faintly and replied coldly.

"The King of Hell's Pen?" the old man asked in surprise.

Jiang Yuan only has the Judge's Pen, where did she get the King of Hell's Pen?

There is no such thing as Yama's Pen in this world!

"Didn't you want me to go back to the underworld with you? Why do you want to run away when I want to go back with you?" Jiang Yuan asked, looking at the terrified old man.

"You're faking it! Your strength hasn't diminished at all! You're playing dumb to fool others!" the old man glared at Jiang Yuan.

The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons had absolutely no effect on Jiang Yuan!

Her strength hasn't diminished!

“No, my strength has weakened considerably,” Jiang Yuan replied.

Her power has weakened considerably; otherwise, she wouldn't have been unable to stop the Ghost King from opening the Ghost Gate.

However, her strength seems to be gradually recovering, and at a fairly fast pace.

Compared to when she was the King of Hell, her power was still far from sufficient.

But it's stronger than before.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems to have started after her donation was exposed...

After the donation was exposed, a continuous stream of merit flowed into her body, and then...

In short, her strength gradually returned.

She just hadn't shown herself to anyone, so those people, including the old man, didn't know.

"Even with my current strength, I cannot stop the turbid air in the underworld, but—"

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