"Heh, you're just being stubborn!"
The soul ferryman retorted with a forced smile, "When you get to the land of the dead, you'll definitely be in for a rough time."
"Idiot, open your dog eyes and take a good look."
Who is standing in front of you?
The ancient humanoid body rapidly expanded, and twisted tentacles grew out.
The previously suppressed form was completely unleashed, along with the destructive tyranny of chaos.
Although his power has been weakened countless times, his status as a ruler-level being remains unchanged.
Even if he's just an empty shell, he's still an empty shell of the Dominator Realm.
Although it is worthless in the face of tyranny, it is not difficult to intimidate the Soul Ferryman.
"The Primal Chaos Spirit - Ancient!"
The soul-ferryman's pupils suddenly contracted.
He didn't recognize the ancient Dao in human form, but with these tentacles and the undisguised chaotic aura, he quickly recognized the ancient being before him.
Chaos Origin Spirit is a sovereign-level being that has fallen into chaos.
There are many legends about him under the starry sky.
How could it be him?
How could he possibly be here?
And why is he with that strange, domineering guy?
The soul-ferryman's mind was in turmoil.
"Young man, make sure the cover is more secure next time."
Having achieved his goal, Gu Dao stopped showing off. If he pushed this guy too far and he really got angry and wanted to fight him, that would be a big problem.
The reduced chaotic power kept him conscious, but also weakened him.
Thank you!
Huang Liang first bowed to Li Fan, and then bowed to the ancient road.
Regardless, he had to thank both of them.
......
The waves of the underworld.
The white paper boat is going against the current.
Soon, they arrived at the Gate of Hell.
However, no matter how hard the soul ferryman tried to pole the boat across the gate of hell, the white paper boat could not cross the gate.
"No, are you even capable? If not, I'll do it."
The ancient road has begun to be whipped.
Now that we've come this far, how can we just stand still?
"I've never encountered this situation before."
The soul envoy wore a helpless smile.
This was the first time he had ever led a living being through the gates of hell.
"Make way, everyone."
Li Fan gestured for everyone to step back.
A white paper boat carried three people and a coffin away.
Li Fan faced the gates of hell head-on.
The Yellow Springs surged beneath his feet, as if to swallow him whole.
Li Fan heard the roar of the Yellow Springs, and the consciousness of that legendary forbidden being was awakening in the darkness.
I am the only one who reigns supreme in the nine heavens and ten earths!
When Li Fan silently recited these words in his heart, seven-colored light emanated from his body.
The phantom of the Wutong Divine Tree blotted out the sky, its swaying branches casting brilliant colors that cascaded down, and the waves of the Yellow Springs were immediately suppressed beneath Li Fan's feet.
With Li Fan's feet as the boundary, the Yellow Springs could not cross the line even half a step.
......
Is he even human?
On the white paper boat, the soul ferryman posed soul-searching questions.
Under the starry sky, countless creatures roam.
Some are as powerful as dragons and phoenixes, born to be the strongest beings under the starry sky.
Some huddle together for warmth like giant cosmic beasts, their groups mixing and colliding in different directions, yet forming the closest bonds.
The Celestial Race possesses exceptional talent and maintains alliances with other races, having allies and formidable combat power.
Races that can live under the stars mostly possess special abilities.
The same applies to the human race.
That terrifying reproductive power and complete vitality were all the impressions the Soul Ferryman had of the human race.
As for the strong?
I haven't seen many of those.
Even beings at the Venerable level are rare, and there isn't a single Sovereign among them.
As for the domineering one, let's just exclude him!
He doesn't look like a human at all. Could it be that he's an ancient tree spirit?
Just as the soul ferryman's thoughts were wandering, a pair of eyes appeared in the Ghost Gate.
Those eyes were fixed on Li Fan, their depths filled with an impenetrable darkness.
Staring into his eyes, the Soul Ferryman felt as if he were about to be swallowed whole.
He quickly put away the bamboo pole and knelt on the boat without saying a word.
"Homage to the supreme being, your name is destined to resound throughout the starry sky!"
The soul envoy lowered his head, chanting something incessantly.
Reincarnation!
It turns out to be reincarnation.
Gu Dao gasped in shock.
When faced with taboos, no one can remain calm.
He kept his head down, not daring to look him in the eye.
Huang Liang stood there, stunned, his bloodshot eyes staring straight into the distance.
He couldn't see the eyes, but felt as if his soul was being stolen away.
black!
The endless vortex of darkness seemed to be about to swallow him up.
Just as he was about to be swallowed up, a brilliant seven-colored light shone brightly in the center of the vortex.
The towering divine tree expanded the vortex, and the domineering force appeared out of nowhere.
Facing the vortex, he threw a punch without thinking.
That punch was so light and airy.
It looks as soft and fluffy as a child playing.
But this seemingly soft punch actually stopped the vortex in its tracks.
Huang Liang trembled uncontrollably.
An indescribable fear rose from the depths of my heart.
He sensed the furious will within the vortex.
That will was so vast, so vast, that it could almost kill itself.
Huang Liang wanted to bow his head, but he didn't.
For some reason, he never bowed his head.
At the same time, the Yellow Springs and the Gate of Hell vanished into the starry sky like a mirage.
It was as if everything didn't exist.
All that came before was like a dream.
"Holy crap, and you still say you have no taboos behind your back."
Gu Dao couldn't help but let out a howl.
He could hardly believe his eyes.
The awakened will of reincarnation was actually forced back by someone in a direct confrontation.
How terrifying!
He had never even heard of it before, let alone seen it.
"That's right, I'm laying my cards on the table. Time is behind me."
Li Fan didn't want to dwell on this issue any longer.
Because now there is an even more pressing problem: the passage we finally found has been cut off.
"No, where did my boat go?!"
A piercing scream rang out, and the Soul Ferryman, who had been lying in the starry sky, scrambled to his feet.
The white paper boat beneath him had vanished without a trace.
He began to question the meaning of life.
Without the boat, is he still a soul ferryman?
Let alone a soul-ferryman, it would be difficult for him to even return to his place of rebirth.
More importantly, the supreme cycle has returned the white paper boat, so does that mean my identity has been taken back?
Even if I return to the land of the dead, will I still get a chance to ride the white paper boat?
No!
No, the supreme cycle of reincarnation would never abandon me.
The hope that had just been ignited in the soul-ferryman's heart was extinguished by a single sentence from the ancient path.
"Huh? So this is what you look like. You look quite old."
The Soul Ferryman hurriedly touched his face. He felt the wrinkles, and his original face, which should have been shrouded in mist, was revealed.
I became a pawn to be discarded.
"No!"
Unable to bear this blow, the soul ferryman looked up to the sky and cried out in despair, appearing as if he had gone mad.
Then, Li Fan slapped him.
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