They didn't know whether Feng Wuhen was a good person or a bad person, nor did they know whether they would be able to live the kind of life Feng Wuhen described in the future.
Whether it's a pie or a trap, at this moment they desperately want to escape from here, because they have been waiting here for ten thousand years, sinking in a sea of suffering, which has long shattered all their happiness. They just want to get out of here as soon as possible.
As he watched the increasing number of soul records, Feng Wuhen trembled with excitement. This meant that his soul power was growing stronger.
"Very well! Since you trust me so much, I'll show you my true strength!"
boom!
The surging soul power burst forth from his body, and he punched towards the void boundary.
Clang!
The entire underworld trembled, and even the Bridge of Helplessness in the distance shook three times.
At the same time, a hole appeared on the boundary marker. Feng Wuhen's soul power, like an earthworm, kept gnawing at the energy of the boundary wall, opening up a passage in the void.
However, it should be noted that opening up this energy requires the consumption of soul power, and it is not Feng Wuhen's soul power that is consumed, but the soul power of those Yin spirits.
In that instant, some of the evil spirits were drained of their life force, their souls scattered and their spirits vanished.
Bang!
Vast numbers of ghosts died.
The other spirits were terrified.
We've been tricked!
That old scoundrel doesn't treat them like human beings at all; he's clearly treating them like cattle and horses!
No, they're worse than cattle or horses; they're clearly cannon fodder!
In fact, this was something Feng Wuhen had planned long ago.
Opening the barrier requires a huge amount of energy, which he absolutely could not sustain on his own.
Then we'll have to sacrifice others!
However, there were simply too many newly recognized spirits, so consuming a few was negligible, just a drop in the ocean.
Feng Wuhen immediately led the numerous Yin spirits into the passage.
Behind them, the River of Oblivion surged, and no one knew that on this day, a great change occurred in the underworld, with tens of thousands of souls embarking on the path to return to the world of the living.
In the void, the concept of time is very faint.
After an unknown amount of time, guided by his bloodline and after consuming the soul power of countless Yin spirits, Feng Wuhen finally traveled to the other side.
Whoosh!
With a flash of light, they appeared in a dimly lit space.
The sky was overcast, and the earth resembled a scorched wasteland; the whole world was utterly desolate.
But even in its desolation, it was like paradise to the spirits.
Because there is no terrifying River of Oblivion here!
They can run freely on the land.
They can breathe fresh air.
Well, of course, in their current state, they don't seem to need to breathe. Because ghosts don't breathe.
That's right, in the underworld they are spirits, in the mortal world they are just ghosts.
If it were daytime, they would simply melt away in the open air.
Fortunately, this is Tianyuan, the demon realm of the mortal world! They thrive here!
"I'm back! I'm finally back! Hahahaha!"
Feng Wuhen felt a familiar presence and was extremely excited, his laughter echoing throughout the world.
"Who dares to make such a racket in my Demon Realm!"
A chilling voice rang out, and a pale-faced man shrouded in black mist appeared.
He was a lord of the demon realm, and this was his territory. How could he tolerate someone laughing so arrogantly on his land?
Demonic cultivators are generally very cruel and domineering. He arrived at the scene carrying a forty-meter-long broadsword.
However, upon seeing the swarming army of ghostly soldiers, his expression froze, and then he began to convulse violently.
"Holy crap, am I seeing ghosts? There are so many ghosts?"
Originally, there were ghosts in Tianyuan. Some cultivators, after their deaths, were unwilling to go to the underworld and used secret methods to come to Tianyuan to become ghost cultivators. However, the price was that they could only stay in Tianyuan for their entire lives and could not go to the outside world.
At that moment, seeing so many ghosts appear at the same time, the man in black robes felt his legs go weak. He no longer dared to be arrogant.
Good afternoon, everyone. I'm just passing by. Goodbye!
The man immediately tried to leave.
However, these ghostly soldiers had suffered greatly in the River of Oblivion and were starving. They were unwilling to let him go and immediately swarmed him.
"ah--"
The man in black robes only had time to let out a scream before he was overwhelmed by the ghostly soldiers.
You must know, he was a grandmaster, yet he couldn't even last a second. He was gone in the blink of an eye, leaving only a grim skeleton!
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