"You dare to break the bet?" Dongfang Aoshi's eyes widened, as sharp as an eagle, emitting a terrifying light.

"It's not that the old woman broke the bet, it was because she had no choice." Po Meng sighed, "The King of Hell wants to raise the soul, and the old woman can't stop him."

"Where is she now?" Dongfang Aoshi clenched his fist fiercely.

Damn it!

He thought this trip would go smoothly, but he didn't expect that such an accident would suddenly occur!

"The princess's soul is incomplete and cannot enter reincarnation. She should be temporarily detained."

"Where are they being held?"

"The old lady asked around and heard that he was temporarily detained in the City of Fusui. When the other two souls and seven souls are found, they will be sent to reincarnation together."

"Send this king to the City of Wasted Death."

"Your Majesty, are you really going? That's the judge's territory. There are many ghosts there. I'm afraid Mr. Nameless's spell will have no effect."

Dongfang Aoshi said nothing, looking at the endless black river in front of him, his determined expression said everything.

"Now that the Ninth Prince has made up his mind, the old woman has nothing to say. It was the old woman's fault that the bet was broken, and there is nothing the old woman can do to help the Ninth Prince." Po Meng took out a mirror, "This is the one that collected the soul of the princess before.

Prince, please take the mirror with you. When we get to the judge's realm, only this mirror can contain the princess's soul. There is also a little magic power from the old lady on it, which can avoid some ghosts."

Po Meng waved her hand.

A ferry boat approached the shore from far to near.

Dongfang Aoshi jumped on the boat without thinking.

"After crossing the river, Mr. Anonymous's spell will be ineffective. The prince has committed many sins in his previous life. I'm afraid he will encounter many dead souls who resent the prince during this trip. Please take care of yourself, Lord Ninth Prince."

Dongfang Aoshi nodded, "Thank you."

Po Meng waved her hand again.

The boat slowly sailed away and approached the other shore.

The entire river surface is black, and there are no ripples when the boat passes by. It is as clear as a mirror.

But in my ears, I can hear the sound of water.

While the boat was moving, there were constant shrill sounds coming from the water, which was eerie and terrifying.

Dongfang Aoshi remained unmoved and stared straight ahead.

The boat moves very slowly.

It took about half an hour to reach the other side.

From a distance, I saw many ferocious-looking ghosts on the shore, patrolling back and forth.

After Dongfang Aoshi got off the boat, he avoided them and walked along the side path.

"Your Majesty."

In my mind, a nameless and slightly anxious voice sounded.

Dongfang Aoshi stopped and hid in a hidden place, "What's going on?"

"The spell has disappeared. Is the prince in trouble?"

"There was an accident." Dongfang Aoshi described the matter in the simplest terms.

After hearing this, Wuming fell silent, "Your Majesty, is he on his way to the City of Wasted Death now?"

"Um."

"No, the prince must come back immediately!" Wuming categorically refused to let Dongfang Aoshi move forward.

The city of Fusi is the realm of the judge, and his magic power cannot guarantee the safety of Dongfang Aoshi.

"Wu Ming, this king only has one chance."

"..." Wuming said, "Your Majesty, I will find a way..."

"Her soul is no longer with Po Meng. It's too late. Not only will she not be able to return to the earth, but the remaining two souls and seven souls will also be taken away."

"Your Majesty..."

"My king has made up his mind."

Dongfang Aoshi has said so, what else can Wuming say besides agreeing?
Chapter completed!