Terrifying Heavens: I'll directly worship the Black Law of Fengdu!

Chapter 177: Mirror of Evil

After narrowly escaping death, Li Xuan walked for a while, and his feet became wet. Looking down, he realized that he was walking in a pale yellow stream.

Is this the Yellow Springs?
He continued down the Yellow Springs, where a large number of translucent ghosts appeared on both sides. These were ghosts who had not yet drunk the Meng Po soup, and still retained their memories and consciousness from their previous lives, weeping for their deaths.

The ghosts were dressed in clothes from different eras, including people from ancient times, the Republic of China era, and modern times. There was even a food delivery guy in work clothes.

As Li Xuan walked and observed, he discovered that some ghosts died together in one place in life. When they entered the underworld together, they could form groups. If they did not die together, the ghosts could not see each other, as if there was an invisible force separating them!

Therefore, some ghosts see a large number of ghosts at the edge of the underworld, while others can only see their own lonely shadow in the underworld.

There was a girl from the Republican era dressed in a navy blue school uniform, carrying a semi-transparent box. She was accompanied by a large number of ghosts dressed in the same clothes, as well as some dressed in boys' clothes with stand-up collars.

Her right side was badly mangled, as if it had been bombed, like a rotten rag doll.

The female student walked across the Yellow Springs, her eyes bleeding, her face filled with hatred. She raised her left hand high and roared, "Even if I die, even if my soul is scattered, I will break out of hell, return to the mortal realm, and kill the invaders! With my hands, with my teeth..."

The students following behind also had hatred in their eyes, but they were somewhat empty, as if they were constantly repeating what they had done in life, and they shouted loudly: "Down with imperialism! Defend the motherland! Down with imperialism! Defend the motherland!"

Li Xuan had come here from the late Qing Dynasty. Seeing the appearance of these students from the Republican era, he knew what they had gone through. He bowed to them and said, "May you see peace in the world in your next life, may you see peace flowers covering the roads, may you smell the fragrance of flowers, and may you grow up carefree..."

As soon as he spoke, the students who were chanting slogans suddenly stopped in their tracks, and the female student in the lead turned around and stared straight at Li Xuan.

Eye contact.

The female student looked somewhat dazed and asked, "Can we really defeat those terrible beasts?"

Li Xuan realized that she wasn't really staring at him, but rather looking at something deeper, and said, "Yes, and we've already succeeded."

The female student, bleeding from all seven orifices, laughed bitterly as she threw the box into the underworld, saying, "Thank you for your encouragement..."

The box transformed into a beam of light in the underworld and landed on Li Xuan's brow, immediately bringing him an indescribable sense of comfort.

The female student led the twenty-odd students forward quickly, gradually disappearing into the mist.

Li Xuan didn't speak again, but quickened his pace. Suddenly, boundless grasslands appeared on both sides of the Yellow Springs, with the Yellow Springs flowing from the roots of the green grass...

He had thought he would see the legendary fiery red Manjusaka, a flower that is said to guide souls and wash away their memories of past lives.

It is said that after crossing the Bridge of Helplessness, there are white datura flowers that can awaken memories once again, allowing one to recall everything from this life one last time before reincarnation.

"There were no flowers before."

Li Xuan said.

Just then, a voice rang in my ears: "This is Fengdu Hell, not a Buddhist hell, so naturally there are no flowers. You must correct what you see in the mortal world, especially Buddhist things..."

Li Xuan looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man dressed in black with gold thread standing in front of him.

He was about to ask.

The man gently lifted the hem of his robe, revealing a plaque bearing the inscription "Command from the Netherworld," and said, "I am a mid-to-high-ranking judge. It seems this is your first time in Hell. Remember, remember, do not associate these matters with Buddhism." Li Xuan, recalling the contents of the Black Law, quickly replied, "May I ask how I should address you, brother?"

The man waved his hand and said with a smile, "It just so happens that our dimensions are briefly connected, a rare occurrence that would last for thousands of lifetimes. Why bother with names? Meeting you even once is already a stroke of luck..."

He walked quickly and disappeared ahead.

It turns out that the judges of Fengdu, like the ghosts, are separated into different dimensions.

The man's voice rang out again: "The road to the underworld is very long. There is no Bridge of Helplessness here. Next is the River of Oblivion. You don't know how long it would take you to walk there. Last time, it took me more than twenty years. I'll give you this leaf boat..."

A leaf drifted over from the mist ahead of Huangquan, and upon reaching Li Xuan, it instantly swelled to two meters long and ninety centimeters wide, its edges slightly upturned, truly resembling a small boat.

He carefully stepped onto the thin hull of the boat; it was soft and felt like he might break through it at any moment.

The ship was not damaged. After Li Xuan boarded, the Leaf Ship suddenly began to accelerate, instantly entering the "Yellow Springs Gale" mode, and Li Xuan was almost thrown off.

Is this a speedboat race?

The leaf boat cut through the waves, splashing huge sprays on the surface of the Yellow Springs, transforming into a blur as it sped forward at lightning speed.

The pale yellow water was gradually replaced by white water, and bubbles rose to the surface, bursting with a howling sound!

This is the River of Oblivion.

Countless humanoid shadows swayed beneath the water's surface, some even reaching out with bloodied hands to grab the leaf boat, while others leaped out to try and tackle Li Xuan...

The ghost that touched Li Xuan's clothes hadn't even had time to react before it turned into a cloud of smoke and vanished.

The pass token hanging from Li Xuan's waist shone brightly, and the ghosts that had been causing trouble all disappeared into the depths, restoring the River of Oblivion to its calm state...

After an unknown amount of time, a strangely shaped mountain appeared ahead!
The mountain is like a series of spinning tops stacked together, with six layers from bottom to top. Each layer is considered an "independent mountain," existing between reality and illusion.

The leaf boat arrived at the foot of the mountain, where there was a mountain gate. Two guardian ghosts in heavy armor, holding crossed halberds, blocked the way and asked in a deep voice, "Do you have a pass?"

Li Xuan disembarked from the boat, and the leaf boat instantly crumbled and dissipated. He took out his waist token and said, "I am Li Xuan, a disciple of the Fengdu lineage under the Fengdu Emperor, currently serving as the Left Judge of the Fengdu General Records Office, and participating in the affairs of the ghosts and gods of the Six Heavens of Northern Yin. I have come to Luofeng Mountain on important business."

The gatekeepers carefully examined the waist tag and confirmed its authenticity. Their attitude softened considerably: "Since it is the Left Judge who has come, we are preoccupied with official duties and have been unable to respond. Please forgive us!"

Li Xuan politely replied a couple of times, then entered this level through the access card. It was the first mountain in Fengdu, and could be considered the "base" of the entire Luofeng Mountain. There was a rock plaque with the solemn words "Zhou Jue Yintian Palace" written on it!
Holding his waist token, he traveled freely, encountering all sorts of ghosts and spirits, large and small, their imposing presence overwhelming. Wang Anlu saw that the official in charge of the clerk was like an ant before these ghosts and spirits.

Li Xuan felt that he was not even as good as Gong Cao.

Holding the waist token, he was guided by ghosts and spirits to the Mirror of Retribution. Along the way, countless ghosts suddenly appeared and disappeared, giving Li Xuan a feeling of "densely packed" despite looking at the empty palace.

The guiding spirit pointed to a high platform ahead and said, "That is the Mirror of Karma. Delivering it here is my duty. Our duties are separate and we must not overstep our boundaries. I hope you will understand."

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