The power of Queen Fanyou was so overwhelming that Zhang Mu felt breathless, and the illusion could not protect him from the real harm.
But he still had to hold on. After all, he was now an early fourth-order warrior. If he couldn't even withstand a ray of pressure, how could Zhang Mu's strength be convincing?
Fortunately, Fan You did not intend to test Zhang Mu's strength. The aura she exuded was a natural result of her high position on the throne.
Queen Fanyou held her breath, and Zhang Mu's tense muscles finally relaxed. It was so exciting!
Zhang Mu felt that if he delayed any longer, he would not be able to hold on. The strength of an early third stage cultivator was indeed too weak.
At this moment, an extremely crazy idea suddenly popped up in Zhang Mu's mind!
Tattooed on his back was a picture of crossing the Forgotten River. The soul ferryman inside allowed Zhang Mu to control a fourth-stage early evolved creature.
Isn’t the Queen Fanyou in front of us the best target for release?
To subdue him is equivalent to making all the plants obey her orders. This queen is her puppet to control the entire plant family, although the price to pay is that one third of his soul will be branded with the mark of the underworld.
One chance to rule the entire plant family is definitely worth it!
And as long as you don't use it a second time, you'll be fine.
Zhang Mu's heart was beating fast. Right in front of him was the best opportunity, and the products produced by Jiyuan Store were also trustworthy.
Seeing Queen Fanyou gradually turning around, Zhang Mu became ruthless and directly activated the energy circuit behind him.
Cross! Forget! River!
A chill rose from behind Zhang Mu. In a place invisible to everyone, under Zhang Mu's clothes, the energy of the epoch gradually gathered and formed the shape of the netherworld river Duwangchuan.
The heavy fog that enveloped the entire river was gradually cleared away by the epochal energy. Zhang Mu's mental power poured in all at once, without being controlled by his will at all.
Fortunately, his spiritual sea was expanded by twice when the Epoch Tattoo was engraved, and it was in a full state, otherwise Zhang Mu really could not withstand the extent of the devouring force of the Crossing the Forgotten River.
The river on Zhang Mu's back gradually became clearer, and a mysterious sad music seemed to be lingering in Zhang Mu's mind.
Also, the sound of paddling!
Although the Epoch Tattoo was engraved on Zhang Mu's back, when Du Wangchuan was activated, it was directly projected into his brain.
A river with no end in sight. This was the first time that Zhang Mu had the determination to summon the Soul Ferryman. It was also the first time that he had seen the entirety of the Forgotten River.
What flows in this river is not water, but an ocean of souls. All the wronged souls are bound in the Forgotten River, unable to be reborn forever, without a trace of life. Occasionally, you can see the souls that have just sunk trying to leave here, and as soon as they show their heads above the river surface, they are pulled back to the bottom of the river by a ruthless force.
The faint sound of paddling became clearer and clearer in Zhang Mu's ears.
With every stroke, Zhang Mu felt his soul tremble. He now regretted calling out the Soul Ferryman, but he had a hunch that even if he gave up, the one-third of his soul that he had sacrificed would still be branded. He had no choice but to continue. As long as he could subdue Queen Fanyou, it would be worth it.
Suddenly, a small boat drifted over from a place on the Forgetful River. The paddling sound Zhang Mu heard just now came from this small boat. Even he, the one who released the ability, felt a little creepy.
After seeing the person holding the oar clearly, Zhang Mu felt a chill rising up his back.
Under the dim oil lamp at the bow, the person rowing the oars was actually a skeleton dressed as a fisherman, with strange ghost lights coming out of his eye sockets, jumping up and down.
It's the soul ferryman!
The moment the Soul Ferryman came out, Zhang Mu felt that there was something indescribable in his soul.
Is it the mark of the underworld?
This feeling was very uncomfortable. Zhang Mu even felt that this one-third of his soul was incompatible with the other two-thirds of his soul, as if it no longer belonged to him.
Perhaps, when they are all truly branded with the mark of the underworld, that will be the day he is taken away.
The hoarse and low voice of the Soul Ferryman slowly reached Zhang Mu's brain and echoed.
"Who are you ferrying across?"
Even though Zhang Mu had rolled through a sea of blood and corpses, he had never seen such a scene. He subconsciously had a fear of things from the underworld, and he was stunned and did not speak at the first time.
Seeing that Zhang Mu did not respond, the soul ferry
The voice sounded again, with a hint of annoyance in it.
"Who are you ferrying across?"
Feeling the change in the Soul Ferryman's tone, he didn't dare to offend him and hurriedly sent his thoughts over.
"I want to save Queen Fanyou. Please help convert her soul and make her obey me."
The Soul Ferryman is now possessed by Zhang Mu, and Zhang Mu's vision is its vision.
It looked at Queen Fanyou's back, and the pair of oars actually turned into a ghost chain, clanging.
The Soul Ferryman wants to take her soul away!
But just when Zhang Mu was getting excited, the Soul Ferryman suddenly put down the ghost chains in his hands and turned them into a pair of oars again.
"What's wrong?"
The Soul Ferryman looked at the figure of Queen Brahma and spoke slowly.
"This girl cannot cross."
Zhang Mu was anxious and asked quickly, "Why can't we cross?"
The Soul Ferryman slowly turned his gaze towards Zhang Mu, causing him to shrink his neck.
"At the junction of yin and yang, the flowers of the other shore bloom, which is both away from the ghost world and in the netherworld."
"It is uncrossable. It is uncrossable."
After saying these two sentences, the Soul Ferryman was about to leave, and the fog over the Forgotten River was gradually closing.
Are you leaving now?
Zhang Mu, who was still standing there, suddenly realized something and shouted to the closing fog, "Hey, ferryman, where is my soul? Does it count this time?"
As if hearing Zhang Mu's words, the Soul Ferryman's voice penetrated the fog with great difficulty.
"The dark mark on your soul has been removed."
Afterwards, Du Wangchuan's appearance disappeared on Zhang Mu's back, and everything returned to calm.
Zhang Mu breathed a sigh of relief when he felt that one-third of his soul had returned to normal.
Fortunately, this soul ferryman is reasonable, otherwise he would not only fail to steal the chicken but also lose the rice.
However, Queen Fanyou slowly turned around and stared at Zhang Mu's frightened eyes without saying a word for a long time.
It's that ghostly aura again!
And even more intense!
The members of this vine tribe must possess secrets related to the underworld.
(End of this chapter)