There really is such a world?
Wang Feng sensed the highest-ranking humanoid ghost in the Underworld and discovered that its level was considered strong even in the entire Great Thousand World!
However, Wang Feng also sensed some weaker souls, the weakest of which was... a mortal soul! ? ?
And what the hell is this, the Bridge of Helplessness and the River of Oblivion?!
And that female ghost who keeps lightly touching the foreheads of the dead, could she be someone like Meng Po, holding a position similar to that?
Wang Feng's divine sense looked down at a desolate area in the underworld, where countless dead souls were gathered.
Not only were there people, but also many strange and undead creatures, each with a different expression on its face.
Not far from the countless dead souls was a deep, black, flowing spring, above which was a long bridge leading to an unknown destination.
At one end of the long bridge, there is a female ghost who is quite beautiful. She will gently touch the forehead of every soul that crosses the bridge.
The familiar appearance, the familiar process, only the difference from the legend of Blue Star is that there is no gate to hell, nor a road to the underworld.
All that remained was a vast wasteland, devoid of any weeds or trees.
In the very center of the wasteland is the Black Spring River, whose width and length are unknown.
Across the Black Spring River is a bridge several hundred meters long. At the end of the bridge is a black, open double wooden door. I wonder what will happen inside.
"My husband, we've arrived."
This time, Wang Feng did not deliberately slow down his perception, so Jiang Hanxi's voice entered his ears normally.
Wang Feng, who had originally intended to use his divine sense to go inside the dark double wooden door, had to give up for the time being when Jiang Hanxi called out to him.
"Oh, let's go in and rest for a bit."
Wang Feng raised his head and looked at the crooked, dilapidated signboard above the entrance to the town, and his lips twitched involuntarily.
The plaque reads: Mingming Town.
This underworld is so abstract! Does everything have to be so eerie?
They even make sure that a signboard is half-fallen, as if they're not afraid of it falling on their heads.
I still want Mingming Town, and I still want Youyou City.
As Wang Feng led Jiang Hanxi into the town, he inwardly grumbled about the town's signboard.
Just as Wang Feng, Jiang Hanxi, and a humanoid figure of cold light passed by the plaque, they had only been gone a short while.
Bang!!
A loud thud, like a heavy object falling, echoed behind them.
Wang Feng was slightly startled, so much so that he almost swatted the entire town to death.
Wait a minute! It can't be...
Wang Feng looked back at the town gate, and sure enough, the signboard with the crooked words had really fallen down!
Awesome!
Wang Feng initially thought it was arranged that way on purpose, but he didn't expect it to be genuinely dilapidated!
"Oh dear, oh dear! It fell off again!"
Shortly after the sign fell, several humanoid undead crawled out of the ground, making incoherent noises.
However, when the four humanoid undead met Wang Feng and Jiang Hanxi's gaze, it felt as if an eternity had passed in that single glance.
The two people, the humanoid figure of cold light, and the four undead stood there staring at each other, their eyes filled with utter bewilderment.
"The way they made their entrance was quite unique."
Wang Feng pursed his lips and couldn't help but laugh.
"Humans!?"
"There are humans!! There are humans!! Living, breathing humans!!"
After the four undead realized what was happening, they immediately began shouting urgently throughout the town like they were mourning, almost as if they were banging drums and gongs.
Rumble! Rumble!
As the shouts of the four undead echoed throughout the town, a noisy commotion began to rise from the surrounding area.
Jiang Hanxi frowned slightly, the cold sword in her hand gleaming as she looked at the four humanoid undead who were only at the Immortal Emperor realm.
Jiang Hanxi has also discovered that the Underworld is not as dangerous as she thought; there are still many ghosts with low cultivation levels.
As Wang Feng saw, the underworld is a place that collects the souls of the dead from all over the world.
So whether it's a mortal soul or an extremely powerful being, they all exist, and it seems that the Immortal Venerable realm is the most common.
"Where are the humans?! I'm going to kill them all!!!"
Just then, a deep, fat voice rang out in the town, and a huge fat man, four or five meters tall and covered in pustules, rushed out.
"Oh no! The butcher is coming! Run!"
The four humanoid undead that crawled out of the ground just now were clearly the so-called butcher. They immediately cried out in alarm and quickly burrowed back into the ground.
"Where are the humans! Where are they! Where are they!"
The fat, undead creature covered in pustules was completely insane, waving its hands frantically as it searched for the human it had been talking about.
Wang Feng and Jiang Hanxi stood not far away, quietly watching the undead fat man who came out and retreated while shouting and waving his hands.
Finally, the four- or five-meter-tall fat man slowly returned to the town, then ran wildly until he disappeared from sight.
What is it doing?
Wang Feng stiffly turned his head and asked Jiang Hanxi a question, his already bewildered expression becoming even more confused.
"It seems...they're looking for us?"
Jiang Hanxi frowned slightly, her beautiful brows furrowing, and responded with some uncertainty.
"Then why did it go back?"
"It seems... like they're afraid of something?"
"It seems... they're afraid of the Cold Three Waters you possess?"
Wang Feng was genuinely amused by Jiang Hanxi's adorable way of responding to his every word. Finally, looking at the sword intent emanating the chilling aura of an immortal emperor in her hand, he spoke.
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