She had thought she could delay it, but she didn't expect that even the Ten Kings of Hell might get into trouble.
It is more likely that even the Eighteenth-level King is not there.
Is something wrong with Pluto?
Mo Nanfeng looked at her deeply, coughed lightly, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to go downstairs to find out?"
This time, there was a hint of worry in his eyes. He was just an ordinary person and couldn't help in any way. But he wanted to accompany her, but was afraid of becoming a burden to her.
As he lowered his eyes, he remembered what Ma Shu said. He had spiritual power. If he learned from Zhibai, would he be able to protect her?
"I'll just go down and take a look."
Xia Zhibai was very familiar with the underworld. She comforted Mo Nanfeng: "Don't worry, I've been there before."
It would be strange if he wasn't worried, but he was too embarrassed to say it out loud, so he could only look at her seriously and said, "How can I contact you after you go down?"
Xia Zhibai looked up and looked at him seriously, then extended his hand towards him. Mo Nanfeng didn't know why, but still extended his hand.
"Here, keep it." Her fingertips touched his lightly, and he felt a warm current passing through. He looked up at her in surprise, as if he could see that her whole body was shrouded in a layer of white mist.
"This is my spiritual power. I've placed a strand of it in your body. If I need help, I'll call you through this. If you need help finding me, you can also silently recite my name in your heart, and I'll be able to hear your call."
Xia Zhibai injected her spiritual power into his body and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Mo Nanfeng seemed to be able to feel that spiritual power, and his eyes were still full of worry when he looked at her.
But Xia Zhibai was already reciting the incantation silently. As she raised her hand and swept it across the void, a round black hole suddenly appeared in the void.
She lowered her head to glance at the incense stick that had just been lit on the table, then looked at Mo Nanfeng again and said, "This incense is almost burned out. If I haven't come back yet, remember to call me back."
"If I can't call you..."
"Then throw this here, and I will come out by myself." Xia Zhibai took out a small paper man, which she folded herself. There were no eyes on it, but it could be seen that the shape was a bit like her.
Mo Nanfeng reached out to take it, held it in his palm and looked at it for several times before nodding in agreement.
Xia Zhibai chanted the spell again without any hesitation. He sat on the sofa, but his soul went straight through the black hole and entered the underworld.
Mo Nanfeng saw that her physical body was still there, but her soul disappeared in front of him in an instant, leaving him unable to react for a moment.
Entering the underworld, Xia Zhibai couldn't help but frown. It seemed even more gloomy than three thousand years ago.
Moreover, there were no ghost messengers or ghosts to be seen. When I looked up, everything was gray and I couldn't see my hand in front of me. Even with the bonus of merit, I could only see things about ten meters away.
"The atmosphere of the underworld is too turbid." Xia Zhibai frowned and whispered. When Mo Nanfeng, who was in the human world, heard this whisper, his heart tightened. Has she arrived yet?
But what happened? Will it be dangerous?
He was a little nervous, afraid that something might happen to Xia Zhibai.
But then he heard her whispering, "Why are there so few ghosts?" Judging by the number of deaths in the world today, there shouldn't be no ghost messengers.
She was very confused, but still walked forward. She calculated a direction with her fingers and used magic to go directly to the King of Hell in the Fifth Palace.
It was gray outside the Yama Palace, and the outside of the hall was in a mess, with broken walls and traces of magic and sword energy everywhere on the walls. There were piles of bones, and from time to time there were bursts of eerie airflow sounds, and a disgusting stench came from the wisps of cold wind.
Looking at the once magnificent and majestic Yama Palace, which is now like this, Xia Zhibai's heart trembled. What happened in the underworld three thousand years later?
Why is it like this - dilapidated...
"Is anyone there?" Xia Zhibai called softly, but his voice spread in all directions and went deep into the hall.
When she came here before, it was full of ghosts, with ghost messengers and ghosts coming and going, and it was as lively as a vegetable market.
But now, she even doubted that there were any ghosts here.
"Who is coming?"
Just when she thought the hall was empty and was about to go in and investigate, she heard a stern voice.
Sounds familiar.
Not sure, she'll have to wait and see.
"Junior Xia Zhibai."
Xia Zhibai reported her by her current name, using the title of junior.
But when the man saw her appearance clearly, he knelt down in front of her.
"It's Immortal Xia, why are you here? Thousands of years have passed, and no immortal has come down from the immortal world!"
Xia Zhibai had already seen the appearance of the person who came. It was Niutou. He recognized Xia Zhibai immediately when he saw her. The eyes on the huge Niutou were as big as copper bells, staring at her closely.
But what surprised Xia Zhibai was that he recognized her even though he was crying.
"Xia Xianren, since your last ascension, have you rarely come to the lower realms?"
Niutou stared at her with a pair of big eyes like copper bells, and there was even a hint of grievance in his expression.
Xia Zhibai sighed inwardly when she heard what he said. Fortunately, she had just blocked all contact with Mo Nanfeng. She only told him in her heart that she had to keep quiet enough and cut off contact first.
But when Mo Nanfeng called her, she could hear him.
"I failed to ascend." Xia Zhibai took a few quick breaths to calm himself down.
"How is that possible? My master said that Xia Xianren is a rare person of talent and intelligence that he has ever met. He also said that if Xia Xianren successfully overcomes the tribulation, he should be able to surpass the average immortal."
He touched his nose again in embarrassment and said puzzledly: "At least he is an official."
Is he an official?
The old man Tiandao almost chopped her to death!
It feels like he doesn't want her to ascend, but wants her to meet King Yama.
Thinking of this, she immediately asked Niutou to stand up and asked, "Where is your master?"
"The master is in seclusion."
"Then why is this place so desolate? It looks so deserted."
Xia Zhibai didn't know how to describe the Five Yama Palaces. It was too lively, which only showed that the world was not peaceful.
But there are indeed many people in the world now, and many people die every day.
"Alas, it's hard to explain." Niu Tou said as he quickly glanced around. He stepped forward and pulled Xia Zhibai's sleeve, lowering his voice and saying, "More than two thousand years ago, a major event occurred in the underworld, and since then the underworld has become what it is today."
Xia Zhibai was puzzled and followed him up the street. Looking at the dilapidated city walls around him, he slowly asked:
"Did a big battle happen here?"
"Yes, this battle lasted for more than a hundred years. The Ten Kings of Hell later came out of seclusion and joined the battle one after another, but in the end only our master returned. The others disappeared."
"Did the Black and White Impermanence also disappear at that time?"
Xia Zhibai felt a tightness in his heart, and he always felt that the occurrence and outcome of that battle were related to what was happening in the world now.
Niutou shook his head: "No, the Seventh Master and the Eighth Master both came back with the adults at that time."
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