Chapter 182 The Soul Returns to the Underworld
When Xiao Cen got the news and rushed back, Bai Mu had been beaten all over his body, and his extremely beautiful face was ruined by a wound so deep that the bone was visible.
Xiao Cen was extremely angry. The person he held dear to his heart was tortured like this because of him.
He wanted to kill the princess, but was stopped by Bai Mu.
Bai Mu lay in his arms and just whispered: "For your family, send me away!"
Xiao Cen could only send Bai Mu out of the capital with tears in his eyes.
Perhaps only by staying away from him can Bai Mu be safe.
A few years later, war broke out. In order to protect the people, Xiao Cen led his troops to fight, but was surrounded by the enemy in the final battle.
Xiao Cen led his troops to fight for a day and a night, but finally couldn't hold on.
Just when he regretted that he could not see Bai Mu again, the white figure in his memory appeared again.
Bai Mu still had that cold and aloof look, but he was wearing a mask and the zither on his back was stained with blood.
The lingering sound of a piano began to play in front of the formation. Unlike the previous refreshing and pleasant sounds, this time the sound was filled with killing and anger, as if it was going to drag people into the abyss of darkness.
The enemy army was defeated, and Xiao Cen took the opportunity to counterattack. The city gate was defended, but the clean man in memory was stained with blood.
After this incident, Xiao Cen no longer endured it. His parents had passed away due to illness, and he had no worries. He just wanted to stay with Bai Mu for the rest of his life.
But it would be a disgrace to the royal family for the prince consort to divorce the princess for a man. How could the emperor agree to this?
But Xiao Cen and Bai Mu were both people who had made great contributions to protecting the country, so he could not take action openly and could only find Bai Mu secretly.
"Xiao Cen could have been second to none, but your appearance is ruined. He'll eventually grow tired of you. Why are you delaying him?"
Bai Mu gently stroked the scar on his face. He would never forget the astonished look in Xiao Cen's eyes when he first saw him.
Now that this face is ruined, will he really hate him?
On the second day, Xiao Cen received the news that Bai Mu had left.
The person he had been thinking about for so long passed away again, and Xiao Cen was so depressed that he died suddenly at home.
The physical body is dead, and the soul belonging to the King of Reincarnation has returned to the underworld.
After one reincarnation, he actually experienced a heart-wrenching feeling.
The Wheel King extracted his worldly memories and threw them into the Forgotten River, becoming the real King of Hell.
But a few days later, a man in white clothes and a mask came from the underworld. He was carrying a zither on his back and had a solemn and murderous look on his face.
"King Yama, I'm looking for someone!" Bai Mu spoke softly, but there was no request in his tone.
"I know who you're looking for, but he's already forgotten you. In consideration of the fact that you helped him overcome his tribulation, I can find a good family for you to be reincarnated into!"
"I just want to see him again and tell him that I don't intend to leave." Bai Mu said lightly.
"He is the King of Hell and should not have any feelings. The best outcome is that you don't see each other!" King Yama said coldly.
"When you first came to find me, you didn't tell me that he would die suddenly the next day!" There was a hint of anger in Bai Mu's tone.
King Yama's eyes flickered slightly, but he still said coldly: "I just want him to complete his tribulation sooner!"
"I just want to see him once, for the last time!" There was a hint of pleading in Bai Mu's tone.
"Impossible!" King Yama refused firmly.
Bai Mu lowered his eyes slightly, and the zither behind him fell down: "If you don't let him see me, I will play the zither here until he comes out!"
There was a clear sound in Yama's Palace, lonely ghosts were crying their hearts out, the underworld was filled with shrill ghost cries, and even the souls in the Forgetful River were churning.
"Bai Mu, are you going to destroy the underworld?" King Yama said angrily.
"I just want to see him!" Bai Mu said lightly.
King Yama did not expect Bai Mu's music to be so powerful, so he immediately summoned King Qin Guang to join forces with him to subdue Bai Mu.
Bai Mu escaped from the underworld with serious injuries and returned to the battlefield in the human world. In order to see Xiao Cen, he must possess more powerful strength.
So Bai Mu began to absorb the ghosts left on the battlefield to strengthen his own power.
When he decided to go to the underworld again, the person he had been thinking about appeared before him.
But before he could call out the name, King Yama, who followed closely, knocked him unconscious.
When Bai Mu woke up, he was already in the eighteenth level of hell, suffering from the burning flames.
Through the karma fire, Bai Mu saw Xiao Cen, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He opened his mouth to say something, but his voice was swallowed by the fire.
"He is too violent, so let him be punished by being burned by the fire of karma!" said King Yama.
The Rotating King glanced at Bai Mu, frowned slightly, and left.
Recalling this, the Wheel King's face was filled with tears.
Can ghosts shed tears?
Meng Po on the shore sighed: "Now that you know the truth, are you happy?"
The Wheel King turned and went ashore, his eyes full of coldness.
"Where is Yama?"
"Hall of Yama!" Meng Po said lightly.
Just as the Wheel King was about to leave, Meng Po hurriedly said, "None of the Ten Kings of Hell can be missing. Remember... spare his life!"
The Wheel King left without saying a word.
An hour later, a man in a gray suit flew out from the Yama Palace.
The ghost soldiers were so frightened that they trembled and no one dared to speak.
The Wheel King and the Yama King are among the top three in the combat power list of the underworld. How dare the little ghosts interfere when these two Yama Kings fight?
The Wheel King grabbed King Yama by the collar and angrily said, "I really should let you taste the fire of karma!"
King Yama never fought back. He looked at King Lunzhuan and chuckled, "You threw him in there with your own hands. Shouldn't you taste it yourself?"
The Wheel King sneered, "I really should go and experience the feeling of being burned by this karmic fire myself!"
King Chakravartin hated King Yama, but he hated himself even more.
I hate myself for sealing up my memories, I hate myself for not trusting Bai Mu, I hate myself for causing Bai Mu to suffer the pain of being burned by the karmic fire for a thousand years!
"Lun Zhuan, you are the King of Hell, you shouldn't be emotional!" King Yama laughed sarcastically.
The Wheel King sneered and whispered in King Yama's ear, "King Yama, don't you feel anything?"
After saying this, King Chakravartin threw King Yama to the ground.
"I won't let your soul fly away. This underworld needs you, but from now on, if you attack Bai Mu again, I will definitely tear this underworld apart!"
The Wheel King turned and disappeared into the underworld.
A bitter smile appeared on King Yama's face: "Actually... I regretted it a long time ago!"
When it was almost dawn, a crack suddenly appeared in Chu Ruanruan's room, and the Wheel King fell out of the crack.
After seeing who was coming, Chu Runrun immediately opened her eyes from her sleep.
"Uncle Rotary King!"
The black-robed ghost general also quickly stood up when he saw the Wheel King.
The Rotating King opened his eyes and looked at the black-robed ghost general, his eyes full of guilt.
"Bai...Bai Mu!"
A thousand years later, when Bai Mu heard the name again, his body trembled suddenly.
"You...what did you call me?"
"Bai Mu! Bai Mu!"
The Wheel King struggled to stand up and staggered towards him step by step.
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