Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 298

Before his death, Zhao Yi didn't pay much attention to how he would die.

Because in my heart, I was still shocked by what Li did.

In the past, I have only heard of people who dared to take action against the emperor. Today, Master Zhao witnessed something even more outrageous.

Call:
Change the lock before the gate of hell.

At that time, Zhao Yi really wanted to pick up Runsheng's shoveled noodles and open Li's head to take a closer look.

This is no longer a question of whether normal people dare to do it, but rather that normal people simply cannot imagine that such an operation is possible.

Perhaps Zhao Yi's biggest regret before his death was that he could not survive to witness the final development of events.

At this moment, the black shadow also asked the same question. His voice was gentle, like a kind teacher.

It seemed as if the previous disregard and indifference were just another side of a strict teacher who hoped that his apprentice would not rely on him for everything, and could become stronger and more independent, even though the apprentice was about to melt into a puddle.

"How did you come up with the idea to do this?"

"Because, Master, I believe you can win."

This is not flattery, this is the real answer.

It is difficult to fully control the specific development details of things, especially when it comes to the level of "fighting between gods".

It was impossible for Li Zhuiyuan to predict the specific process of the fight between the two "immortals" in advance, so he could only focus on the key nodes.

Based on the belief that the Great Emperor has a greater chance of winning, the arrangement only needs to follow this line of thought.

The emperor will win and the Bodhisattva will lose. I don’t know how the emperor will win, and I don’t know how the Bodhisattva will lose, but in the end... the winning emperor will definitely go home.

My thoughts suddenly became clear.

The complicated problem of "the gods fighting" was immediately simplified to "closing the door when going home."

Xue Liangliang's place was a reserve plan arranged by Li Zhuiyuan.

The real identity of Mr. Zhai and the figure behind him were already clear at that time. The emperor had been plotting with Mr. Zhai for so long, he must have some purpose, and Mr. Zhai even instructed Zheng Hua to prepare a reporter introduction book without his knowledge.

I didn’t take the role of reporter at the beginning, probably because I was worried that if I took over too early, the causal turmoil would be too obvious and I was afraid that the Bodhisattva would sense it, but in the end, I had to take it.

By letting Xue Liangliang help to get to that point, he could ask for some compensation from the emperor in advance, so that he and his partners wouldn't be dismissed with only a basic salary (and a life).

Of course, Xue Liangliang's performance did exceed Li Zhuiyuan's expectations.

Li Zhuiyuan really didn't expect that Brother Liangliang could be so strong and could hold on for so long when facing the shadow of the emperor.

This was an unexpected surprise.

However, when formulating plans, we cannot treat this uncontrollable variable as a constant, otherwise we can only try our best.

The real trump card still has to be held in your own hands.

Only in this way can you ensure your ultimate benefits.

Black Shadow: "You are such a thoughtful kid."

Li Zhuiyuan: "It's all because of you, Master."

Things didn't have to be so complicated.

Even if the emperor does nothing and gives nothing, Li Zhuiyuan is determined to stand on the emperor's side to deal with the Bodhisattva.

This decision was made a long time ago. When the young Zhao Yi and Run Sheng returned to break the impasse, they did not expect to gain extra benefits from the emperor.

There is no way. He has really seen what the fate of being the white gloves of Bodhisattva is. After using you, the Bodhisattva will still think you are dirty and is afraid that your existence will affect His good reputation, so He will use you up and destroy you.

The emperor, at least I am not angry and I don’t care.

Just like when the black shadow walked past him just now, he just threw it away after using it.

But the emperor chose to let him hear the words "direct disciple" in the guesthouse on purpose.

In this world, no one is omniscient, omnipotent and perfect. Even Tiandao was severely deceived and played around by Wei Zhengdao, and now he has post-traumatic stress disorder.

The emperor's unnecessary action was his biggest mistake, which broke the silent understanding between the two parties.

It should be something he had done in the past. Even if the emperor was not really angry, he should have frowned and felt annoyed.

The emperor really didn't dare to give himself recognition as a formal disciple, nor did he dare to increase his authority openly.

When you start to plot against me, then I can also plot against you, after all, you were the first one to do it.

Black Shadow: "Disciple, you performed very well this time. As your master, I must reward you well."

The conversation proceeded briefly, with a clear rhythm and purpose.

Li Zhuiyuan's skin was too thin and tight at the moment, so he couldn't show the shy smile he used to show.

But the boy still said sincerely:
"It is only natural for a disciple to help his master. I dare not ask for a reward."

After saying this, the boy couldn't help but recall what Li Lan had said to him on the phone:

"Li Zhuiyuan, you make me sick."

The young man himself felt that what he said was disgusting, but he did it on purpose to disgust the emperor.

In comparison, the lazy dog ​​that Zhao Yi gave was really of lower quality.

Real anger would mean finding a way to send another decree through the air to directly destroy the Zhao of Jiujiang, rather than "acting angry" with you.

The shadow's hands solidified further.

He put his hands behind his back.

At this moment, the emperor really had the intention to kill.

At the same time, the shadow's eyes became brighter.

He has lived for so long, and at this stage, there are very few things that can make him angry, but they also seem increasingly fresh to him, like a pool of stagnant water with a small stone thrown into it.

The black shadow took the initiative to walk towards Li Zhuiyuan. He came in front of the young man and slowly squatted down.

Li Zhuiyuan just looked at him, watching how he walked there and how he walked back.

The person in front of him was the shadow of the emperor. Perhaps it was unwise to provoke the emperor's anger at this moment, but Li Zhuiyuan still did it.

Because it is very exciting and interesting, just like he had just opened a book in his grandfather's basement and was exposed to the mysterious world.

"The rewards that should be given must be given. This is the rule."

Only those who can sit at the table to eat are qualified to observe table manners.

The dog under the table leg is only fit to eat the meat that falls from the chopsticks.

"Master, what did I say?"

"Speak, Master is listening."

The black shadow raised his hand and gently touched the boy's head, not daring to use force for fear of accidentally pulling off the boy's already floating scalp.

"Master, originally I only had one wish in my heart, but now I have two."

"Say it, kid."

"I want Meng Meng."

Mengmeng was not included in Li Zhuiyuan's request at first, and the boy did not expect that after Yin Meng died, she did not follow everyone back to the truck but disappeared.

Although Li Zhuiyuan didn't know what the emperor's purpose was in "taking" Yin Meng back, Yin Meng was his partner.

If everyone goes back and finds that Yin Meng hasn't come back, Grandpa will complain about it.

Dark Shadow: "Okay, what about the second one?"

"Master, I haven't performed the formal apprenticeship ceremony yet."

The shadow's gaze, almost materializing, hit the young man.

Li Zhuiyuan looked him straight in the eye and did not dodge under this pressure.

The boy knew that the emperor had been avoiding this matter.

The emperor knew what he really wanted, but he was unwilling to give it.

From the emperor's point of view, when he was real but not famous, this kid could bring him so many troubles and causes and consequences. He really lived up to his reputation. In the future, the underworld... would be too lively.

I don’t even know how many things I’ll be involved in, cleaning up this kid’s mess!
The most important thing is that this kid is receiving special attention from Heaven.

The Great Emperor, what he hates most is the gaze from Heaven.

If we really give them a formal master-disciple relationship, with this kid's terrifying ability to make connections, if one day this kid goes crazy and starts fighting with the Heavenly Dao, I will definitely not be able to stay out of it.

Li Zhuiyuan was quietly waiting for the emperor's approval.

Yes, the boy was sure, the emperor would definitely agree.

Because if we delay any longer... the Bodhisattva who was just dragged down might run out again!
By then, the fruits of victory that the emperor had painstakingly planned and reaped would be wasted.

Li Zhuiyuan was able to change the lock successfully by relying on his strongest attainments in formations and the combined brainpower of himself and Zhao Yi, but the fundamental reason was that Li Zhuiyuan obtained the authority tacitly approved by the emperor.

If Li Zhuiyuan could exchange the lock, then the emperor could definitely exchange it back.

But the problem now is that after the Great Emperor's real body pulled the Bodhisattva into the Ghost Gate, he may be sealing it, or he may have fallen into a deep sleep after paying a huge price. In short, he does not have the ability to take action again for the time being.

However, the shadow of the emperor in front of him did not have the ability to accomplish this task. His task was to rely on Old Zhai. Too much powerful strength would become an unnecessary burden and have a negative effect.

It was this time gap that Li Zhuiyuan took advantage of.

The shadow smiled and said:
"Indeed, I still owe you an initiation gift."

"Thank you, Master."

"Close the door first."

"it is good."

Logically speaking, money should be exchanged for goods.

But Li Zhuiyuan was willing to deliver the goods first and take the money later.

He believed in the promise from the emperor, and he could only believe it. After all, if the emperor really wanted to go back on his word, even if the money and goods were cleared, the emperor could still reverse the account later.

"Three, seven, six, five, eight, two, four, nine, five, six, one, two..."

Li Zhuiyuan reported a series of numbers.

The black shadow stood up and faced the ghost gate.

Ripples appeared in front of him and hit the ghost gate.

Once a clear path appears, solving the problem of the ghost gate becomes easy.

But without these numbers representing the array points, with his ability, he would not be able to complete it in a short period of time, and he would not have the strength to close the Ghost Gate with one punch.

"Click..."

The ghost gate, which was in a static state, began to close again.

Sombra: "Very good method, very effective."

Li Zhuiyuan: "You probably won't accept any more disciples."

Dark Shadow: "What does it matter?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "So as a closed disciple, it is normal for me to be good at closing the door."

The black shadow's fist became solid again.

The murderous intent resurfaced once again.

But this time, there is no need to hide.

Fist, quickly unclenched.

Before completing the transaction, I can understand that I dare to disgust myself;

But after completing the transaction, he still dared to joke about himself.

This made Black Shadow very appreciative.

He didn't want this difficult apprentice, but since he had agreed, he didn't want his apprentice to embarrass him in public.

The apprentice can die outside, but he must die with dignity.

Then, the black shadow walked behind Li Zhuiyuan. He became illusory again, and his body slowly leaned forward. Finally, he merged into Li Zhuiyuan's shadow.

"His..."

Feeling a sharp pain, Li Zhuiyuan felt a force pushing him to stand up.

The boy felt like the Spring Festival couplets at the end of the year, being forcibly torn off the door frame, with traces of residue being scraped off with a knife.

But such severe injuries and intense pain did not kill him, and his mind became clearer.

The black shadow took a step, and Li Zhuiyuan also took a step. At this time, the black shadow had completely mastered the control of Li Zhuiyuan's body.

This is not the previous way of consciousness entering or taking over the body, but pure external force assistance.

At this moment, Li Zhuiyuan hoped that the other party could take the traditional route, so that he could avoid this severe pain. Now, it was not him who was moving, but the pain was all felt by him.

Every step he took left a bloody mark, with pus oozing out from the back, as if he had peeled off some jelly and rolled it back and forth on the gravel ground.

Li Zhuiyuan walked towards the Ghost Gate and went in before it closed.

"Master, why did you come in?"

"Because, I have to come in."

When he was outside before, Li Zhuiyuan observed the Ghost Gate and felt that it was more like a crack. This was indeed the case. As soon as he entered, the young man realized that the raging strong wind here was filled with positive yang energy.

You know, this kind of breath is the nemesis of ghosts, and most ghosts will scatter when they come into contact with it.

If I hadn't come in personally, who would have thought that the layout behind the Ghost Gate would be like this.

But when you think about it, it’s not that strange.

The one who established the underworld was the King of Fengdu.

With the emperor himself in charge, there is no need to worry about foreign invasion. Instead, one has to worry about the little devils inside escaping.

The howling gale here is not used for external defense, but for internal suppression.

Of course, there should have been a special passage here that allowed the Yincha to enter and exit normally, but it is invisible now. It should have been wiped out by the overflowing power of the two during the previous struggle between the Emperor and the Bodhisattva.

After passing through a long area ravaged by strong winds, Li Zhuiyuan was finally able to officially enter the underworld.

That is the underworld in myths and legends.

Li Zhuiyuan once saw a magnificent underground building at the foot of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. The zombie that suppressed itself under the high tower wanted to imitate the King of Fengdu and build its own kingdom on earth here.

However, there is no harm without comparison.

At the foot of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, there can only be described as a majestic and magnificent underground palace complex, but what is now before the young man's eyes is a truly new world.

It should have boundaries. There is no such thing as boundless in the true sense in this world, but your perception, your sight, your ears, and even your own exploration, cannot reach its edges.

In front of us is a huge pit. The space here is like a piece of bread that has been dug out from the middle.

Its predecessor should have been an extremely special environment, that is, a secret realm. Finally, Yin Changsheng moved in and turned it into his own Taoist temple.

This is because, if the scene before his eyes was created by the emperor himself from the very beginning, then the emperor's power would be hard to imagine, and he wouldn't have to use any strategy to take down the Bodhisattva.

Li Zhuiyuan is currently standing in the middle of the opposite side. Directly in front of him is a huge platform, which looks like a square that is difficult to measure with specific data.

There should have been many buildings on the platform, but now, everything has collapsed and is extremely silent.

There is a strong sense of absurdity. You have clearly entered the "underworld", but here, you can't even see a ghost.

But this place is recognized by the world as the place with the most ghosts.

Moreover, there was no eerie feeling, instead the air felt fresh.

Li Zhuiyuan's lungs had long been fibrotic, but he could still feel a little cool here.

The ghosts on the platform were completely wiped out just now, and even the ghost aura here was purified.

Don't think too much about it, it must be the influence of the Bodhisattva, and the Bodhisattva definitely did not do it voluntarily.

Looking at the destroyed buildings and the terrible gullies on the platform, the boy could imagine how the Bodhisattva was thrown here and then dragged along.

Even if it is a "fight between gods", when you strip away the bizarreness of their superficial interactions, it is actually very primitive.

If Li Zhuiyuan had not witnessed it with his own eyes, he would have found it hard to believe that the way the emperor initially suppressed the Bodhisattva into the Ghost Gate was that both sides wrestled with each other with their hands pulling against each other at the door.

Really, even if I tell others about this scene, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

Just as immortality is not as beautiful as imagined, myths also apply too many filters to those existences.

To put it bluntly, the only thing that is truly realistic is their power. Apart from that, too many things are far-fetched or purely fictional.

Li Zhuiyuan is now standing on one side of the huge pit, and the platform in front is built on the other side of the huge pit.

It cannot be said that it was built on the mountain, because Li Zhuiyuan had never seen a mountain in real life that was so majestic and tall.

The boy's body was moved forward by the black shadow.

He walked out of the platform, stepped into the air, and did not fall, but continued to move forward steadily.

The distance is extremely long, but the speed of travel is incredibly fast.

It doesn’t feel like you are walking towards it, but more like the place you want to go is actively getting closer to you.

Originally, the black shadow was just moving forward quietly, sticking to the boy.

But as he walked, without stopping, the black shadow's face left the back of the boy's head and came to the side of the boy.

The boy's eyes were looking downward intently.

The dark shadow looked into the boy's eyes, then looked down.

He knew what the boy was doing, he was memorizing and learning his steps.

Even if his body has melted into mud, as long as he has a breath left, it cannot change the boy's instinct to learn.

For a young man, all the hard work, such as hanging one's head on the beam and piercing one's legs with a needle, can be regarded as a kind of enjoyment and comfort.

The perspective of outsiders is definitely different from that of Li Zhuiyuan himself. The truth is that Li Zhuiyuan is in so much pain now that he has to find a way to divert his attention. Learning is a more appropriate way, which is equivalent to giving himself an injection of anesthesia.

"Have you learned it?"

"take note of it."

The reason why I haven’t learned it is that it cannot be learned.

He was able to move like this now because the black shadow behind him helped to relieve the pressure.

In reality, if you rashly use this footwork on your own without any martial arts training, you will quickly be crushed into a pool of blood.

However, there is a compromise and it needs to be changed.

After the modification, you can't really use this step to travel, it's still too much for you to handle, but you can use it to move short distances quickly in a short period of time.

At this time, Li Zhuiyuan had already walked to the empty central area.

As the distance got closer, things that were previously invisible from a distance became apparent.

Above the large platform ahead, there are layers of platforms that are not as big as this one and are shrouded in darkness.

A raging yellow waterfall falls from the highest point and passes through every platform.

This should be... Huangquan.

But this Yellow Spring does not flow horizontally, but vertically.

Below, there are also many platforms, more numerous and denser.

Moreover, unlike the upper platforms which are shrouded in darkness, the lower platforms have their own colors.

There is flowing lava, rising steam, interlacing cold light, and boiling waves... the eighteen levels of hell?

A golden light flashed from the deepest part below, and the source of light was far below the eighteenth floor.

The moment it lit up, Li Zhuiyuan had an illusion that it was about to rush up from the deepest part in the next moment.

However, the light flickered rapidly and was suppressed just as quickly.

Bodhisattva is right here at the very bottom.

The Great Emperor suppressed the Bodhisattva in the deepest part of the underworld. From now on, if the evil spirits that enter the underworld cannot be eliminated in the eighteen levels of hell, they will be sent to the Bodhisattva.

When you arrive at this huge platform, you can feel more clearly the severity of the damage here, and you can also imagine how "noisy and lively" it originally was.

The shadow stopped in front of a cracked altar.

He raised his right hand, which meant he was raising Li Zhuiyuan's right hand.

A force like a clear spring flowed into Li Zhuiyuan's dry and decayed body.

"Do you know what to do?"

"know."

Li Zhuiyuan practiced the Twelve Laws of Fengdu.

In the center of the broken altar, a ghostly green fire was burning. This was the main platform. Lights were also on in many corners of the huge platform, but not in a neat arrangement because most of it was destroyed.

This is a ritual, a recognition of identity.

Before it was destroyed, there should have been countless dead souls here. After the young man lit the altar, they would kneel down collectively to confirm the identity of the young emperor's successor.

Now, Hell is empty.

Sure enough, during the formality, whether there are spectators outside the venue does not affect the progress of the process.

After the ceremony, the black shadow walked down the altar and came to the surging Yellow Spring.

Li Zhuiyuan wanted to go down and take a look. After all, the most exciting part of the underworld must be down there.

But the black shadow chose to go up.

After walking into the upside-down Yellow Spring, one instantly lost the sense of direction. It was clearly a waterfall, but at this moment it became a normal flowing river.

Li Zhuiyuan's feet were on the river surface, and the waves swept and hit his sides. When they got close to him, they were bounced away, revealing a large number of white bones with flesh and blood still remaining.

Occasionally, when the waves are rough, you can glimpse deeper and see the crystal white bones inside.

Li Zhuiyuan recognized these bones; they were in the truck.

They seem to be some kind of substitute, with principles similar to those of puppets, but in essence they are completely different.

The "Book of Life and Death" in the underworld has the ability to make people report to the King of Hell immediately, Li Zhuiyuan believes.

He had witnessed it on Zhao Yi during the Three Incense Sticks period. It was more like a terrifying and powerful curse.

But if you say that the "Book of Life and Death" can resurrect the dead on the spot, Li Zhuiyuan doesn't believe it.

If this is possible, doesn't it mean that longevity here has become a wholesale price?

The problem should have occurred during the heavy fog that everyone experienced when they were riding in the truck to Ghost Street.

By that time, all the people on the truck had been "replaced", but no one noticed.

Those crystal white bones filling the inside and outside of the truck are like a kind of life transmission.

Li Zhuiyuan had no idea how they did it specifically. He only knew that the real them were still in the truck, and the dead were not the real them. This could explain why all the people in the truck were naked, and their luggage, weapons and equipment were not with them.

There is another possibility, that is, they are really dead, but their souls have been collected by the emperor, and new bodies have been reassembled for them.

This possibility is extremely low. The reason why it is listed is because the Emperor is powerful enough. His power makes this seem a little possible.

There is also a more extreme conjecture, that is, the so-called truth and falsehood are not fixed, but are determined by the emperor's free mind.

If the emperor thinks that you are dead, then even if it is fake, it will become real. If the emperor thinks that you are not dead, then even if it is real, it will become fake.

In short, each of these ancient beings who pursue immortality has his or her own understanding of life and death, as well as taboo methods.

What the emperor has revealed now is not particularly exaggerated. At least there are traces to follow. Li Zhuiyuan can try to make a simple analysis and understanding.

As for the giant turtle in the deep East China Sea, it can even make the real and the fake meet face to face, and both of them think that they are the real one. That is truly incredible.

"What are you thinking?"

"eternal life."

"Do you want to live forever?"

“I don’t want to live forever.”

It would be more appropriate to say "longevity", but Li Zhuiyuan had to avoid the taboo of the venerable.

"Indeed, immortality is not what you need to consider now."

"Ah."

"You'd better try to survive to adulthood first. It won't allow you to survive to adulthood."

"I can sense that."

"There is no trace of martial arts training in this body of yours."

"Well, I don't want to overdraw my body in advance. I want to wait until I am an adult before practicing."

"Really?"

"if not?"

"I thought you were afraid of irritating it, so you were deliberately leaving yourself a weak spot."

“I didn’t consider this step.”

“But you made this decision based on your feelings. Survival is a natural instinct.

To live forever, you must avoid its gaze.

In fact, you are already on the path of pursuing immortality.

and,

You left much earlier than I did."

"I will not live forever."

“People often cannot control the path they want to take. When you are already on this path, all you can do is keep going.”

“There is another option.”

"Ok?"

"suicide."

The shadow fell silent.

This silence continued until we reached the upper platform.

There are ten palace complexes here. Although they were severely damaged, except for three that were completely destroyed, the main halls of seven of them were preserved.

The reason why those three did not survive was probably because their owners were not in the temple.

This reminded Li Zhuiyuan of the three-colored light that had entered the tomb owner's body.

The three ruins were passed directly, and then the black shadow led Li Zhuiyuan through the first hall.

The hall is magnificent. Not only is the space large, but all the furnishings inside are enlarged versions of real ones.

Especially the tables and chairs at the deepest part, which are like small mountains.

Sitting on the chair was a rotten mountain of flesh, squirming as if trying to mold itself into a human form again.

There are fragments of official robes and a broken crown on the ground. Seeing these, you can "recognize" what it should have looked like and how majestic it was.

But after the Bodhisattva was involved in the catastrophe here, what was destroyed was not only its palace, but also its appearance.

The strong and extremely terrible stench of the corpse and the constant bubbling of corpse water are nauseating and frightening at the same time.

In addition, Li Zhuiyuan also noticed that as the rotten flesh folded and squirmed, he could see iron chains embedded in it.

It is...locked to this chair that symbolizes power.

Its high and mighty position is just a false appearance. The truth is that it has no control over its own destiny at all.

Why is it that throughout history, the underworld messengers who can come out of the underworld are of low rank, and judges rarely appear in the world of the living? It is because the truly high-ranking beings in the underworld have no freedom at all and are all suppressed.

If this place had not been destroyed by the Bodhisattva and the disguise had not been torn off before entering, Li Zhuiyuan would have found it hard to imagine that the real reality was like this.

At this time, Li Zhuiyuan finally understood why those who held extremely high positions in the underworld would choose to do things secretly behind the emperor's back, and finally even join forces with the Bodhisattva.

If the emperor treats his subordinates like this, then their betrayal is too normal.

When three incense sticks were burning, six out of ten showed up. The four who did not take action were probably not loyal to the emperor, but were afraid of him.

In folk legends, these ten people are given various special meanings, and even historical celebrities are included in the writings.

How could ordinary people possibly imagine that the high and mighty Yama Kings actually live like this?

Not only are they suppressed forever, they also have to work for the emperor who suppressed them personally to reorganize the underworld.

This is the situation in the first palace, and the situation in the next six palaces is basically the same.

The only difference is probably that the guy in the last palace has more skin on his body. It's not just rotten flesh wriggling, it looks like a patched rag bag tumbling there.

These beings were so unlike humans that even Li Zhuiyuan could not tell which statues in the temple they corresponded to.

After visiting every hall, the black shadow took Li Zhuiyuan up against the Yellow Springs again and came to the next level.

There are five barriers on this platform, located in five directions.

The barrier was destroyed, and the mountains and rivers that should have been inside were also ruined. Only huge figures were left, dragging chains, wailing and roaring after being severely injured.

Wherever the black shadow came, the people there would become quiet and kneel down in submission.

What these huge guys showed was not respect and reverence, but simple fear.

Like poor animals, facing the criminals who abused them.

And Li Zhuiyuan is now the murderer's successor.

The five groups on this level were in much better condition than those on the lower level. They were just bloody messes, but they still looked human.

Moreover, through their movements, Li Zhuiyuan realized that in every hall he passed on the next level, the movements inside were actually them bowing to him.

It’s just that their image was so distorted that Li Zhuiyuan failed to understand it at the first time.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Master, are you trying to gain merit from the Heavenly Dao by suppressing them?"

Dark Shadow: “No.”

Leave this floor again and come to the next floor. Here is the top floor. The area is much smaller than the two floors below, and there is only a very small palace.

Because the owner of this place does not need to publicize his power in this way, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for ghosts to come here.

Pushing the door open, you'll see a whole connected space with no separate areas for other uses.

There was a long table here, carved with noble patterns and filled with delicacies.

These are all offerings for sacrifice.

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes began to wander over the offerings.

The table was too long and there were too many offerings, so it was really difficult to find them.

As if knowing what the boy was looking for, the black shadow took the initiative to lead the boy to the depths and stood there.

"Here is what you are looking for."

This table area was separated out, and the exquisite bowls and plates on it were no longer filled with the delicious delicacies and wines shown above, but a large number of corpses.

Especially in the middle, there is a huge bronze tripod, which contains two huge dog sloths.

"Master, I misunderstood. It turns out you don't like these. Then I will offer you something good during festivals in the future."

The black shadow said nothing, but just lifted the boy's hand and grabbed the tripod.

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes slowly widened.

Fortunately, nothing terrible happened.

The boy's hands were not asked to touch or pick up the pair of lazy dogs, but were placed in the center of the tripod.

The patterns on the tripod flickered and flowed, imprinted into the boy's palm, and then penetrated into the boy's soul at an extremely fast speed.

Behind him, the shadow's voice was full of majesty:

"From today on, you will be the successor of my lineage!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Zhuiyuan noticed that there was another pair of eyes behind him, and they disappeared after a long time.

That pair should be the phantom of my own inheritance in cause and effect.

There is no need to use red lines to deduce anymore. The shadow of the emperor behind me must have become extremely clear now.

Taking this as an opportunity, the power of his Twelve Dharma Decrees of Fengdu was further enhanced. No, it was almost a qualitative leap.

The method that my original body had researched was to use the power of Feng Shui to fake the aura of the Great Emperor to enhance the power of the spell, but how could a fake one compare to the recognition of the real thing.

From then on, the simple, efficient, yet bloody and disgusting apprenticeship ceremony officially ended.

Li Zhuiyuan felt that after he returned, he could write about this experience in more detail in the "Code of Conduct for Walking on the River" so that his companions who had not been there could also feel as if they were there by reading it.

It should be listed separately and an article called "Travels to the Underworld" should be written.

However, the second task was completed, but Li Zhuiyuan had not forgotten the first task. The young man asked again:

"Where's Mengmeng?"

"Brother Xiaoyuan?"

A sinister voice sounded from a distance.

The black shadow led Li Zhuiyuan over. The table was too long and the space here was too wide. After walking for a long distance, Li Zhuiyuan saw Yin Meng who was also actively groping towards here.

Yin Meng was wearing a very retro long dress, and her skin looked even whiter.

"Brother Xiaoyuan!"

Yin Meng showed a happy smile. Just now, she vaguely heard Brother Xiaoyuan asking about her location.

Even in such a place, Brother Xiaoyuan still cared about her, which made Yin Meng very touched.

"Come on, I'll take you back."

"Brother Xiaoyuan..."

Yin Meng didn't move.

Li Zhuiyuan immediately realized that something was wrong. His eyes moved downwards and on the dark floor, he saw a long and thin chain locking Yin Meng's ankle.

Yin Meng is locked here!
This immediately reminded Li Zhuiyuan of the beings in the two layers below who were permanently suppressed.

Li Zhuiyuan: "What do you mean?"

Dark Shadow: "Her sacrificial oath is to sacrifice herself and ask me to keep you safe.

When she appeared on my desk, she immediately knelt before me and begged me to protect you. For this, she was willing to be my slave forever.

Li Zhuiyuan: "A slave? She is your descendant, the descendant of your Yin family."

Black Shadow: "When you become immortal, you will not care about some things anymore."

Li Zhuiyuan: "But you don't need her!"

Black Shadow: "I am just a shadow of mine. I have followed Zhai Quming all my life and have forgotten many things. Now, I can't even close the gate of hell.

A shadow is just a shadow after all, and it needs to stand behind a person.

There is a person of Yin family blood sitting in the underworld now. With my cooperation, he can play the role of the King of Fengdu and frighten all the ghosts."

Li Zhuiyuan: "You promised me that you would let me take her away."

Dark Shadow: "You can take her away now, I won't stop you."

Li Zhuiyuan: "You..."

Now all my actions have to be controlled by the shadow. How can I have the ability to open the shackles and take the person away?

Black Shadow: "Before, the Yin family bloodline was free to wander outside, but now the Yinsi is in a special period. She might be captured by some things outside to target the Yinsi. Therefore, she is safer if she stays here.

Don't think you can hide her. Heaven will guide those things to find her location.

I defeated Dizang, but both of us were hurt. What do you think Tiandao would do if he had the chance?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Then should I thank you for not killing her directly to eliminate future troubles?"

Black Shadow: "She is yours, and you are my knife. I will not kill her. Isn't this the reason why you chose to stand on my side and stab Jizo with your knife?"

In fact, the implication is that if Yin Meng had not met him, and continued to run a coffin shop on Ghost Street, then her fate today would be...

So, this has nothing to do with any oath Yin Meng made, or even with Yin Meng’s own behavior, because she was destined to be unable to leave here.

Yin Meng smiled and said, "Brother Xiaoyuan, I am staying here voluntarily. I am fine. This place is pretty good."

Li Zhuiyuan was silent for a while, then said, "I'll come pick her up."

This sentence was said to Hei Ying, but it was also a promise made to Yin Meng.

No matter how much more you say, it will be meaningless.

Dark Shadow: "I'll wait."

Li Zhuiyuan walked out of the palace and stood outside. The black shadow controlled his right hand and pinched the boy's neck.

The gates of hell are closed, so it's impossible to leave.

But Li Zhuiyuan has another way to get out, which is to die here.

Li Zhuiyuan: "You did break a promise, and I need to make it up to you."

Dark Shadow: "Speak."

"Is what I saw along the way the real Fengdu?"

"Is not it?"

"I will come back here, so before that, I want to see the real Fengdu. I want to see the real Emperor Fengdu!"

"As you wish."

The platforms began to tremble. To be more precise, the towering and boundless cliffs from which the platforms extended were peeling off.

As the peeling continues, the existence hidden within the cliff slowly emerges.

First came the face at the top, followed by the neck, then the shoulders, arms, chest, legs... a sitting figure that was so huge that it was despairing was revealed.

His eyes were bleeding, and a large area of ​​them were rotting. Blood mixed with pus gathered at his jaw and dripped down, forming this upside-down Yellow Spring.

His chest was opened, and his ribs were folded out one by one, forming platforms here in the form of stairs, extending all the way downwards, including the eighteen levels of hell below.

Under His feet, there was a circle of golden light that was still struggling. It was the Bodhisattva that He had just suppressed.

It turns out that it was not the Emperor who founded Fengdu, the real Fengdu was actually Himself!
Earlier, Li Zhuiyuan asked the black shadow, does the emperor rely on suppressing everyone on the platform below to continuously obtain merit from the Heavenly Dao?
The shadow replied no.

Great Emperor, the way to gain merit from Heaven is to suppress Himself!

Witnessing this scene, Li Zhuiyuan's eyes were filled with astonishment. He had never expected that the joke he had made before would actually become a reality:
"It turns out that the Great Emperor is really an ancient... dead!"

(End of this chapter)