Gao Wu Da Qin: You don't want your secret to be known, do you?

Chapter 160 This time, the netherworld summons its old comrades; ten thousand banners slay Yama, the King of Hell.

The Book of the Dead records that there is a realm of death there, the path for the soul to return, which is eight hundred miles long. There are no flowers or leaves, only yellow sand covering the land, stretching endlessly, hence the name Yellow Springs.

There are several paths to the underworld, the largest of which is called the River of No Destiny. The physical body cannot enter this river, nor can one travel it in the forward direction. Only the soul and spirit can travel it in reverse.

This path is fraught with danger and hardship. Giant skeletal serpents devour the body, ferocious insects with chilling cries corrode the soul, and beautiful ghosts and demons bewitch the heart.

Those who can cross the Yellow Springs can have their names written in the Book of the Dead, their names erased, their life and death erased, thus escaping the cycle of reincarnation and enjoying eternal spring within the Yellow Springs.

On the enormous ancient boulder, blood-red, profound characters floated above, each character and stroke sharp and powerful, enough to make one lose all sense of peace and spirit with just a glance!

Daotian examined the handwriting, his eyes filled with astonishment, but not fear, but rather delight.

For a tomb raider, having these ancient characters carved on it is simply a huge waste.

If we make copies and sell them, we'll make a fortune!

At that moment, a phantom image suddenly appeared behind Daotian; it was none other than Qin Feng.

Qin Feng's figure was slightly transparent, and his whole body was filled with intense white light, like a blurry gray-white humanoid light bulb.

"Wow, it's so bright!" Dao Tian turned to look at Qin Feng. "Big brother, is your soul strength that high? It's too dazzling. Can you dim it a bit? This is too high-profile."

Qin Feng was also helpless about his own brightness.

Qin Feng came with a physical body, and then used some medicine from the ginseng fruit tree, along with the essence adjustment of his transparent universe body, to become what he is now.

Qin Feng said, "It'll be ready in a bit. Let's go, which way?"

Dao Tian calculated for a moment, then pointed to the left and said, "Go this way!"

Qin Feng surveyed his surroundings, the deep, towering canyons stretching into the distance.

Within the canyon, eerie gray mists, like a lifeless desert, remained undisturbed. Walking through them gave one a strange sense of stagnation, as if one might be buried here forever at any moment.

The further Qin Feng stole from the mist, the more and more souls appeared around him.

These spirits, with their numb pupils, silent and listless, appear at first glance like walking corpses, passing by without a sound.

Dao Tian whispered repeatedly in Qin Feng's ear, "These guys can't even cross the river!"

Qin Feng asked, "Is that the Yellow Springs ahead?"

"Stealing the Heavenly Dao, to be precise, is a branch of the Yellow Springs, and also the largest branch of the Yellow Springs, the River of No Destiny."

Qin Feng asked, "What is the origin of the Yellow Springs?"

"Stealing the Heavenly Way, do you remember that tidal line we saw in the human world? That river, according to legend, is a celestial river flowing down from the top of Buzhou Mountain, flowing through the Three Realms. In the heavens it is called Xiaohan, Milky Way, and Qiongxiao, and in the human world it is called Biluo. Below Biluo, it is called Huangquan and Qingtianhe."

"If you walk out of this misty valley, you should reach the banks of the Wuding River."

"At that time, there will probably be hungry ghosts and demons demanding tolls!"

"Did you bring any money?"

Qin Feng was taken aback. "Money? I forgot to burn it before I came. Did you burn any money?"

"It's alright, I brought some." Dao Tian took out a silver note from his pocket. "Here! Here's a dozen for you to use first."

Qin Feng looked at the silver note receipt. The note showed a face value of ten thousand taels of silver, and the issuing party was none other than the well-known [Great Qin Xianyang Finance].

These are official Qin documents!

These seem to be real banknotes that can actually be exchanged for real gold and silver!

Dao Tian seemed to have read Qin Feng's mind and muttered, "You don't actually think the banknotes and receipts used here are the kind of paper and pens from those ordinary coffin shops' 'Heaven and Earth Bank,' do you?"

"What are you thinking! That kind of thing is just for your own amusement!"

"They don't accept that kind of currency here! They only accept silver notes from the living world!"

Qin Feng said, "It seems ghosts aren't so easy to fool."

"When we reach the banks of the Wuding River, we might encounter some friends or acquaintances. Do not recognize them. Enter the village quietly, and do not fire shots. In this area, if you are too famous in the mortal realm, you will be harassed!"

Listening to Dao Tian's words, Qin Feng couldn't help but say, "From what you're saying, it sounds like you've died many times!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Daotiandao said. "I've never died. This thing can only be experienced once! It's a one-way ticket! Like when you opened the Qiaoshan Map, you got a return ticket. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come here."

Qin Feng asked, "Then how do you know so much about the banks of the Wuding River, the Yellow Springs, and even the rules here?"

"It's simple," said the tomb raider. "I've been tomb raiding for years. There are a lot of dead guys in these tombs. Those guys are the kind who hang out here all the time and occasionally sneak back to the mortal world. The more I've been in contact with them, the more I know about this place. There's nothing to be curious about. There are more people ahead of us, let's line up!"

In the gray-white mist, figures gathered more and more, the crowd became more and more concentrated, and murmurs of discussion arose continuously.

"Dude, who are you?!"

"I'm from Zhuolu!"

"From Tianhe Pass?"

"Yeah! What about you!"

"What a coincidence, I'm also from Tianhe Pass! I'm from the Foundation!"

"I'm a garrison soldier from the Yang family of Zhuolu! I was trampled to death by your mech, have you forgotten?"

"Sorry, while I was alive, I had no choice but to follow my superiors' orders! In the end, I was cut in half by your superstring interceptor, wasn't I?"

"Sigh, the person's dead, what's the point of worrying about these things!"

"Are all these brothers from Zhuolu?"

"That's right! There's nothing we can do about it. In the last few decades, this is the only battle with a million-strong war! It's only been less than two months since the war ended, so it's normal that the souls haven't fully processed it yet!"

In the crowd, Qin Feng and Dao Tian kept their heads down and remained silent.

Anyone facing a vast ocean of enemies would keep a low profile, just like a quail.

Even so, Qin Feng was still targeted and noticed by a burly, savage man with a reddish face.

Qin Feng looked at the burly man with a red face in front of him and tried to hide a few times, but found that he still couldn't escape; the man was still staring at him.

Qin Feng could only face the facts: "Brother, have I offended you?"

The burly man with the red face lowered his head and said, "You look a lot like an old friend of mine."

Qin Feng laughed, "Really? Big brother, have you mistaken me for someone else?"

The burly man with the red face boomed, "Although I only met him once, he left a deep impression on me!"

Qin Feng asked, "Just a brief encounter?"

The burly man with the red face said, "At that time, he was under the spotlight, while I was in the dim light. That moment is just like this moment."

Qin Feng seemed to be deep in thought. "He... killed you?"

"No," said the burly man with the red face. "It was someone else who killed me, but I no longer resent who killed me. I only have one thought now: if I had another chance to choose, I would definitely find a reliable boss, and I would never choose a boss who is all bluster and no substance and who is a fence-sitter."

Dao Tian couldn't help but interrupt, "What exactly are you trying to say?!"

The burly man with the red face took a few steps back, then suddenly let out a long howl, "Everyone, come quick! Foundation Chairman Qin Feng is dead! Qin Feng is right here!"

With that long howl, ripples instantly spread throughout the lifeless, thick fog.

It can be said that a person's name is like the shadow of a tree; the moment Qin Feng was said to be dead, everyone's eyes widened and they all gathered around to watch.

Among these people were Qin Feng's former subordinates, but most of them were Qin Feng's mortal enemies.

"Holy crap! It really looks like the student council president! How could the president be dead? It's too early for him to die!"

"Wasn't it said that the president was a coachman and a teacher? He'd be protected by good fortune and wouldn't run into trouble? What happened?!"

"President, President, I'm the squadron leader of your second mech squadron! Do you remember me? I was on spaceship number three when you talked about burning away the starry sky!"

"Qin Feng, give me back my life! Your men killed me, you must pay with your life!"

"Qin Feng, you little brat, you've finally met your match! Hahaha!"

"Qin Feng, I have a question for you today: why did you seize Zhuolu and slaughter the people of Tianhe Pass?"

Faced with accusations from countless people, even Daotian, an accomplice, was somewhat bewildered.

Although people may have differences in status, identity, background, and strength when they are alive.

However, after death, there are differences in the form of the soul, but not by much. Moreover, without background and social resources, everyone is in a completely equal environment. If it really comes down to a group fight, having more people means you're invincible!

Faced with such a perilous situation, Qin Feng was not very flustered. He had come here prepared to have his identity exposed.

After all, concealing such a thing is effective for a short time, but to conceal it perfectly, one must give up one's original identity.

Faced with countless accusations, Qin Feng remained calm, saying, "We've all died once before, can't you all calm down and listen to me for a moment?"

The crowd calmed down and quietly watched the foundation's president.

Looking at the densely packed faces, Qin Feng said calmly, "Everyone's deaths are more or less related to me, Qin Feng. I admit it, I am guilty!"

"But now that I, Qin Feng, am dead, in a way, I've already repaid my debt, right?"

At that moment, someone in the crowd said, "Qin Feng, stop trying to twist the facts. We died because of you, not because of us!"

Qin Feng said, "Now, there's no point in dwelling on the stab wound we suffered while we were alive!"

"What I want to emphasize is that the key is our future path!"

"We're all newcomers, none of us have anyone to rely on, and we have no idea what the future holds!"

"At a time like this, are you panicking? Are you afraid? Are you worried about being wiped out by the local indigenous people?"

Qin Feng's outburst instantly threw his enemies, who had been united in their opposition to him, into a panic.

There's no other reason than that Qin Feng was telling the absolute truth.

Back in the mortal realm, everyone had some kind of grudge against Qin Feng, but Qin Feng is gone now, so there's no point in dwelling on it.

Instead, the question is, what should I do next?

Just then, Qin Feng pulled Dao Tian aside and said, "Everyone, don't panic! To be honest, I, Qin Feng, never do anything unprepared. Even here, I arranged for an acquaintance familiar with the local area to come with me beforehand!"

"Let me introduce you all. This is the cousin of Dao Zhi, the local expert, Dao Tian, ​​and the leader of the Buddhist sect of the Hundred Schools of Thought!"

"I'm sure some of you know him/her!"

Those around quickly replied, "I know this guy; he's a tomb raider all day long, he has no other hobbies!"

"If it's tomb raiding, then it's dealing with private individuals, right? In that case, he really is an expert!"

"Qin Feng brought experts here, does that mean, Young Master Qin, you're planning to cause trouble here?"

"What do you mean by stirring up trouble? This is called expanding territory and making achievements, isn't it!"

"Damn, I fought alongside Young Master Qin while he was alive, and now that I'm dead, I can still join him again. What an incredible blessing!"

"Young Master Qin, can we stick with you this time?"

"That's right! Young Master Qin, with your intelligence, resources, connections, and experience, you're definitely better off than us brothers messing around everywhere!"

"You're right, Young Master Qin, we'll all follow you!"

Seeing the increasingly lively scene, Dao Tian couldn't hold back any longer. "Brother Qin, this, this..."

Qin Feng smoothed his hair. "That's called charisma!"

Qin Feng called out to the people around him, "Thank you all for thinking so highly of me. Since you're all willing to follow me, I'll naturally give you a ride! Now, everyone line up, with the core members of my foundation as captains. Friends, let me see how many of you there are!"

"Alright! I'm the team leader from the foundation, sign up here!"

"I'm also from the Foundation. Sign up here, friend or foe, it's a fresh start, we don't care about background!"

In an instant, Qin Feng watched as those bewildered guys suddenly seemed to be injected with energy and spirit, roaring and lining up as if they were still alive.

Only Dao Tian looked worried. "Young Master Qin, isn't it a bit much that you're causing trouble right away?"

Qin Feng said, "There are many dangers when traveling, especially in unfamiliar territory. Is it wrong for me to bring some guards?"

"That's right!" Daotian said. "But this place is the territory of the Iron Enclosure Mountain Lord. The trouble you've caused will probably make things difficult for him."

Qin Feng said, "Don't worry, maybe we're all regulars!"

Sure enough, before Qin Feng could finish speaking, a series of gusts of wind suddenly came from outside the valley. A thick black smoke and mist broke through the heavy fog and fell from the sky, vast and mighty.

The enormous black shadow stood before them, vast and imposing, a colossal, decaying, and smoking skeletal bird-like demon standing in the center of the crowd.

Its powerful soul fluctuations instantly dissipated, transforming into a black, shadowy figure in flowing robes. The figure greeted the Foundation's Chairman, Prince Qin Feng, with impeccable manners.

Qin Feng said, "The Mountain Lord knows me, and I know the Mountain Lord. If we don't know the Mountain Lord, what brings you here?"

The messenger reported, "The Mountain Lord cordially requests that His Highness Qin Feng travel to Iron Enclosure Mountain for a meeting!"

Qin Feng pointed to the soldiers around him, "These are all my brothers. We can go to Iron Enclosure Mountain after my brothers have been organized."

"Alright!" the messenger said. "President, you can go to the Wuding River ferry ahead. There is our Iron Enclosure Mountain military armory there. Your men will probably need some supplies, armor, and weapons! The mountain lord is happy to provide you with these supplies."

Qin Feng laughed, "Thank you for your kindness, Mountain Lord. In that case, brothers, please follow me! Messenger, please lead the way!"

The messenger unfurled his long banner, which soared upwards, carving out a magnificent path through the mist and leading Qin Feng and his entourage forward in a grand procession!

(End of this chapter)

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