Meng Po’s three thousand black hairs are like a waterfall, her face is pretty, without a trace of aging, and the years leave no trace on that beautiful face.

Zhong Kui's body had been severely damaged and was eventually repaired by Lu Yu, with a majestic expression on his face.

The catastrophe in ancient times also caused the underworld to fall into violent changes. The two Daluo Jinxian were injured and are now both dead.

"I offended you."

Lu Yu said, and took off two hairs of Zhong Kui and Meng Po.

The hexagram runes of the Book of Changes appear around Lu Yu, and at the same time, the power of fate begins to be thrown into the void along the two hairs.

A mysterious force penetrates into all directions, and when you look for it, you will have the thread of destiny.

This process is quite long, but Lu Yu has enough patience.

Eternal years, the sea changes!

Every grass, tree, and a grain of dust in hell were all hidden in Lu Yu's eyes, all the changes of all living beings, the sounds of footsteps, shouts, conversations, and many sounds were reflected in his ears.

As the power of reincarnation changes, everything changes, the passing ones are restored to the past, and the ruins that collapse in the corners stand up again and return to their original appearance.

That is the whole picture of the ancient underworld.

The towering underworld buildings are towering into the clouds. Hell is not an endless darkness. There are street lights pointing the direction everywhere. Rows of souls pass through reincarnation in an orderly manner and enter their next life.

A monk rode on his hands and held his hands together, his eyes were kind, and he chanted the sutra of rebirth in a low voice, relied on the wronged souls from all directions.

There is a judge who holds a judge's pen to determine the ghost's merits and demerits in his lifetime.

There is a ghost messenger who holds iron chains to escort the ghost and shuttles through the endlessly.

There is Yin City, where the souls of the people whose life has not yet ended, and they live a peaceful life here.

It was an ancient prosperous era, without bloodthirsty and ferocious ghosts, without broken ruins, and all matters were carried out under the rules and in an orderly manner.

In Lu Yu's eyes, pictures kept flashing back and forth, and those pictures were the scenes in the underworld that were once.

Soon, Lu Yu saw the former underworld.

"So it's here."

Lu Yu wrote down that position and woke up from his immersion state.

He quickly galloped towards that position, and instantly turned into a golden light, cutting through the void.

...

Deep in hell.

There is a low hill, and you can vaguely see the hills covered with architectural ruins.

Most of the building complexes are buried in the soil, but the exposed parts are still majestic. The walls in many places have collapsed and the bricks and tiles are broken. However, from the outline, you can still see the glory of the past clearly.

Fierce battles broke out here, with sand and stones flying, and the sound of breaking through the air could be seen everywhere.

Boom!

Suddenly, a high wall collapsed, and more than a dozen young figures escaped from the hole in a panic.

"No, the information is wrong. There is more than one ghost king here!"

"We are going to explain this time here!"

Wei Hong, Tang Xu, and other young children panicked and fled in a panic.

They planned to take advantage of one of the ghost kings' rest and take advantage of the opportunity to slaughter him, but they happened to run into a ghost nest.

There are not only the injured ghost king hidden here, but also countless terrifying existences!

In that deep place, I don’t know how many masters are there!
Chapter completed!