On the Naihe Bridge, the underworld officials escorted batches of souls to the Hall of Rebirth for reincarnation.
Ta-la... Ta-la...
Some souls transformed into human figures, with black chains tied to their bodies. They passed through the winding bridge surfaces, dragging on the ground and making crisp sounds.
"The karmic rain is coming! Divine punishment is falling, all souls beware!!!"
Just as they were about to reach the front of the black hall, a clear and deep voice sounded above the underworld shrouded in black fog.
At the front of the hall, the charming woman who was holding a black spoon and scooping Wangchen Soup suddenly put the spoon down.
"Clang--" The bowl in her hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
"The karmic rain has come, the karmic rain has unexpectedly come, the underworld is really going to be finished..."
The seductive woman murmured in horror.
She ignored the fallen bowl and the steaming soup, stood up dejectedly and slipped into the black hall.
Crash...
Not even two seconds after the clear and deep male voice fell, reddish-brown rain fell silently as fine as needles, like an endless nightmare.
Rain falls on the dead trees growing in the River Styx.
Showering on the palace roof above the River Styx.
It fell on the surface of the wooden bridge connecting the palace, forming streams of water that slid down like sad tears.
Ahhhh——
On the Naihe Bridge, the souls that were drenched by the reddish-brown karma rain let out shrill screams the moment they came into contact with the karma rain.
In the blink of an eye, the soul melted into a pool of red blood and quickly flowed into the black river.
"hiss……"
A ghost messenger accidentally got his arm drenched by the rain of karma, and a pitch-black hole was corroded on his arm in seconds.
"Build a barrier to block the rain of karma—!"
No matter what, these evil spirits must be sent to reincarnate first.
Under the command of the chief of the underworld, the underworld officials who were escorting the souls to reincarnation worked together to build a dark blue barrier above the Naihe Bridge.
"Hurry up and don't dilly-dally."
After seeing the severity of the karmic rain, the souls all rushed towards the black hall in front of them, and the not very wide bridge was instantly crowded.
"Bang!"
Some souls unfortunately fell from the bridge into the River Styx, struggled for a few times and were completely annihilated.
Before the rain of karma arrives, the water of the Styx is tormenting for the soul.
When the karmic rain flows into the River Styx, the water of the River Styx is destructive to the soul.
.....Tick-tick, tick-tick.....
The reddish-brown rain of karma slid down the barrier and dripped into the River Styx, creating countless ripples the size of bowls.
The outermost layer of the newly built barrier was corroded within two minutes.
"Ms. Meng, your soup—"
When the underworld escorted the soul to the square in front of the Black Palace, a large pot of Forget Dust Soup had already been contaminated.
"Fellow underworld officials, follow me as I reincarnate and endure the calamities! After ten thousand years, I'll return and see if there's any hope for the underworld."
The seductive woman called out to the underworld officials.
Then he turned around resolutely, walked towards the temple gate, and jumped into the dark abyss.
Her red clothes were quickly torn into pieces, and her ghostly body turned into nothingness, leaving only her immortal soul lingering on as it entered the path of demon life.
"Forget it. For now, I can only give up the Forget Dust Soup."
A long line of souls, under the power of the underworld messenger, fell into the endless abyss.
In the core area of the Styx, the situation is even more difficult.
The karmic rain became heavier and heavier, changing from a drizzle to moderate rain, and then to a downpour.
They quickly gathered into streams, flowing along the built barriers into the River Styx, and the water level in the river became higher and higher.
The piers of Naihe Bridge were gradually submerged.
When it gathered into the river, the reddish-brown rainwater was instantly contaminated by miasma and turned into a dark, turbid, and highly corrosive liquid.
"All underworld officials, listen to my command and work together to build a barrier to prevent the karmic rain from eroding the palace and the bridge."
The old King Yama, wearing a red and black Yama robe, stood on the eaves of one of the palaces. He looked at the fifty thousand underworld soldiers standing in the air above the other palaces and spoke in a solemn and stern voice.
"Yes, sir."
Fifty thousand underworld soldiers responded in unison.
The old Lord Yama looked up at the man in a black cassock standing on the clouds in mid-air, "Earth Lord, I'll trouble you to purify the karmic rain."
Wuwang: "Okay."
The underworld officials hurriedly dodged with umbrellas in hand.
The black special umbrella swayed in the wind, as if it might be blown over at any time.
They instantly split into several teams, running to the buildings in the underworld, and building barriers to withstand the impact of the karmic rain.
Two old Yama Kings of high status held gourd-shaped magical instruments to absorb the falling karmic rain.
"This karmic rain will last for seven days. Just like a million years ago, the water level of the Styx will inevitably rise to the point of submerging all the Naihe Bridges."
Wuwang looked solemn, and he flashed into the sky.
He looked down at everything below.
Every drop of karmic rain here seems to carry a heavy karma, knocking on the souls of all souls, evoking the deeply hidden pain and regret.
The outline of the palace buildings was blurred in the reddish-brown rain, as if being swallowed up mercilessly.
This suffocating rain of karma made the entire underworld silent and desolate.
"Blessing—"
Wuwang withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes slightly.
Holding the transparent causal thread in hand, the petals touch the lips seductively.
An ancient scripture was chanted from his mouth, carrying with it a power of merit that shook the soul.
Penetrate every corner of the underworld.
The powerful voice with an unexpected change of tune hummed for a moment.
The transparent causal line in his hand suddenly glowed with golden light, and the dazzling light penetrated the layers of rain, purifying the divine punishment carried by the rain.
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