Lian Yao suddenly opened her eyes and looked up at Ye Chen.
I still remember when Ye Chen first met him, he said that his true form was actually a flower with many petals, but he had lost them...
Ye Chen tenderly kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Lian Yao, what's wrong?"
"I'm fine, I just remembered things that happened here before."
His true form was divided into nine pieces here.
Because he was in so much pain and his soul was severely damaged, the Fairy Meng Po used a large amount of bewitching soup to stabilize his soul.
Lian Yao also understood why he had been weak in spirit ever since he had memories.
His senior told him it was because of a serious injury he suffered when he was young—
He was indeed injured when he was young.
Seriously injured.
"Does Lian Yao remember me?" Ye Chen asked.
Lian Yao shook his head. "Not yet."
"It's okay if you can't remember." Ye Chen hugged him tightly. "The way you looked just now broke my heart."
"It's okay, I'm all better now."
Lian Yao lifted her head from his embrace and suddenly felt that something was wrong with the scene around her. "Why is the boat going so fast?"
He looked at the boatman and saw that the boatman had stopped rowing and was shrugging helplessly at him.
The small boat was moving very fast, and the scenery on both banks was no longer visible, leaving only blurry afterimages.
It felt like something was pushing their boat underwater.
The old man explained, “My Lord, the speed of this ghost ship changes with the thoughts of the rider. If it’s not you, then it must be that the Lord beside you has a place he urgently needs to go.”
Lian Yao looked at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen met his gaze, and a very faint smile appeared on his lips.
"what are you up to?"
Ye Chen was slightly taken aback. He had prepared himself for Lian Yao to question him angrily, but he did not expect that Lian Yao would only calmly ask him about his purpose.
"here……"
As Ye Chen's voice faded, the speeding ship came to an abrupt halt.
This is somewhere in the River of Oblivion. Neither bank has been developed yet, and the scenery is shrouded in darkness. There are no spider lilies, only the waters of the River of Oblivion beneath you, radiating a soft, green glow.
Ye Chen released his grip on him. "Lian Yao, wait for me here."
After saying that, he jumped into the River of Oblivion.
"Ye Chen!"
Lian Yao hurriedly reached out, but failed to grab him.
Seeing the countless ghosts lurking at the bottom of the river gathering towards Ye Chen's location, Lian Yao jumped in without hesitation and swam towards him.
These ghosts, who only knew how to devour people, scattered like birds and beasts after Lian Yao jumped down, as if he were some terrifying great ghost king.
Seeing that he had also jumped down, Ye Chen paused briefly to wait for him to join him.
After the two met up, Ye Chen took his hand and they swam together into the depths of the River of Oblivion.
The deeper Lian Yao went, the more suffocated she felt.
Fragments of painful memories he had experienced here flashed through his mind, causing the protective divine sense he had gathered outside his body to tremble slightly, as if it might shatter at any moment.
Seeing this, Ye Chen quickly pulled him close and used his protective divine sense to shield him inside.
The pressure on Lian Yao suddenly lessened, and she couldn't help but look up at his profile, feeling a warmth in her heart.
He held me in his arms, protecting me tightly, and a feeling of nostalgia welled up inside me.
In his forgotten memories, did Ye Chen also protect him in this way?
Just as he was about to ask him about what had happened between them, Ye Chen stopped him.
Lian Yao turned to look ahead, her pupils constricting slightly.
Before them was a black vortex formed by ghostly creatures.
Countless ghosts screamed and rushed toward the center of the vortex, one after another, as if there was something there that they desperately craved.
The ghosts in front of them kept crowding towards the center of the vortex, but the number of ghosts outside did not increase.
In this situation, either there is some passage in the vortex that transported the ghosts away, or these ghosts were destroyed by something at the center of the vortex.
The ghosts nearby continued to rush into the vortex, but they would subconsciously give way when they passed by Lian Yao.
Ye Chen shielded him behind him, and countless dark vines emerged from the riverbed, extending into the whirlpool.
The ghostly creatures in the vortex vanished the moment they touched the vines.
Lian Yao opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything.
He watched silently as Ye Chen absorbed all the ghosts in the vortex.
The ghosts disappeared faster, and the vortex in front of them gradually thinned, revealing the truth inside.
A golden lotus petal was sealed with chains of restrictions from the Dao Palace and the Underworld.
However, the seal could not completely seal the aura of the lotus petals. The surrounding ghosts were attracted by the pure aura emanating from the lotus petals and kept moving closer to it, only to be purified and dissolved by that pure power.
Lian Yao stared blankly at the lotus petals.
He knows it all too well!
Because this lotus petal is exactly the same as the lotus petal of his true form, and even their aura is exactly the same!
"This is……"
While he was still stunned by what he was seeing, Ye Chen had already begun his next move.
He released a ghost.
Although the ghost was a spirit, its aura was extremely powerful, no less than that of any veteran deity.
"The Celestial Sound God-King?!"
There were only about a hundred people who became gods in the chaos, and their information was all recorded by the Dao Palace in the Scroll of Gods. Lian Yao had naturally seen it.
The ghost formed from the soul of the Heavenly Sound God glanced at him indifferently, took out its magical treasure, the Seven Realms Zither, from the void, and began to play.
The Heavenly Sound God is most skilled in music, and his attacks are mostly illusions that target the soul. This River of Oblivion is filled with countless souls, making it practically his home ground!
The eerie music traveled far through the River of Oblivion, and moments later, countless ghosts rushed towards it.
Under Ye Chen's control, rows of vines rose from the ground, forming a vine wall that devoured and absorbed all the approaching ghosts.
Ye Chen's eyes were a little red, a sign that he had absorbed too many ghosts and was being influenced by their obsessions, and was about to become a demon!
Lian Yao couldn't help but hug Ye Chen's arm, "Stop! You can't keep absorbing ghosts!"
The red light in Ye Chen's eyes faded, and he struggled to raise the hand that wasn't being held, aiming it at the lotus petals behind him that were forbidden from being sealed.
The ghosts that had just been absorbed were condensed into a terrifying mass of black energy, which rushed towards the restrictive chains.
With a "crack," the restriction loosened, and cracks appeared on the chains.
The lotus petals instantly burst forth with dazzling golden light, and the ghosts around that had not yet been absorbed by Ye Chen were instantly reduced to ashes in the golden light.
Even a powerful ghost like the Heavenly Sound God could not withstand the golden light that was his natural enemy, and quickly retreated back into Ye Chen's sea of consciousness.
As Ye Chen continued to attack the barrier, the bottom of the River of Oblivion trembled constantly, and a huge rotating water column formed in the river.
The entire River of Oblivion was stirred up into turbulent waves.
The Bridge of Helplessness was also affected; a high wave crashed over the bridge, sweeping away more than half of the souls that were preparing to cross the river to be reincarnated.
The ghost messengers responsible for distributing the Meng Po soup and maintaining order were nearly scared out of their wits upon seeing this. They quickly led the souls who had not yet reached the bridge to a place far away from the shore, thus saving them from being destroyed in the River of Oblivion.
As for those who have already crossed the bridge, they can only pray for good luck.
The eight Yama Kings who were still on duty in the underworld were alarmed and teleported to the River of Oblivion to surround the rising water column.
"Oh no! The seal is about to break! Quickly, go and inform Ancestral God Honglin!"
As soon as one of the Kings of Hell finished speaking, a void rift suddenly appeared above the Underworld, and Fairy Meng Po and two Kings of Hell flew in from the void, followed by a large group of gods.
Seeing so many deities come to their aid, including Bai Ze and many other Dao Palace deities, the Yama Kings felt a little relieved.
Just as it was about to fly over to pay its respects, the diameter of the water column below suddenly increased tenfold, forming a waterspout tens of meters thick on the water's surface.
Several fairies who had gathered around to watch the commotion were caught off guard and were swept up in the fray, disappearing from sight.
The gods quickly retreated a bit, and the water column, which had been strengthened just now, rapidly weakened and finally turned into raindrops that fell back into the River of Oblivion.
Holding the unconscious Lian Yao, Ye Chen emerged from the dissipating water column in a perfectly legitimate manner.
"You monster, release your junior brother!"
The two divine lords beside Bai Ze were enraged upon seeing this and immediately unleashed their magical weapons to attack Ye Chen.
Ye Chen gave them a cold glance.
These two deities seemed to have seen a ferocious beast a hundred times more terrifying than their master Honglin. Their magical power suddenly stagnates, and their bodies fall straight down.
Fortunately, Bai Ze reacted quickly and used his magic to support them, preventing them from falling into the River of Oblivion.
Bai Ze said solemnly, "Set up the formation!"
The gods behind him responded in unison and surrounded Ye Chen.
Each person shone with light, connecting with the nearby deities, and soon formed a magnificent magic array.
Ye Chen remained motionless in mid-air, allowing these people to trap him.
His expression was cold and indifferent, only softening slightly when his gaze returned to the person in his arms.
"My lords, please help me capture this demon!" Bai Ze shouted.
The gods responded in unison, and the magic array suddenly lit up, with countless raindrop-sized points of light shooting towards Ye Chen from all directions.
These points of light, upon touching the lotus radiance of the cultivation palace's methods, would automatically pass through his body without causing him any harm, only attacking Ye Chen.
But Ye Chen was unaware that layers of vines were spreading from his body, enveloping and protecting Lian Yao completely.
The light rain pierced through one layer of vines, and then gave rise to a new layer of vines.
Ye Chen carried Lian Yao as they broke through the rain of light.
From the outside, the two figures were no longer visible; all that could be seen was a large black sphere wrapped in black vines.
The black ball charged around aimlessly without any skill, and every time it touched the outer protective shield of the formation, it trembled.
The vines were constantly broken, yet they multiplied at an even faster rate, seemingly endless.
Finally, the black ball accidentally struck a weak point in the formation, instantly exhausting the magical power of the two main divine lords and causing them to fall out of the formation.
Before the other two deities could close the gap, the black ball quickly launched a second attack, breaking through the formation and rushing out.
Seven divine lords who were there to provide cover rushed over to try to stop him, but he pierced them with the sharp tips of his black vines.
The gods' omnipotent protective divine senses were as fragile as paper in the face of those thorny vines, utterly powerless against them.
After being stabbed, the seven divine lords had their divine power instantly drained and their souls devoured, turning them into seven dried corpses that fell into the River of Oblivion.
Body and soul annihilated!
Seeing this, the other deities were all frightened, and none of them dared to go up and stop them.
The gods watched helplessly as Ye Chen tore through space and carried Lian Yao away from the underworld.
Meanwhile, unseen by the gods, in the seven intermediate worlds, all the statues of the gods shattered, and the high-ranking believers who maintained world order coughed up blood and fell into a coma.
Meanwhile, the many smaller worlds connected to these intermediate worlds gradually descended into disorder and chaos over time...
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