The old woman exclaimed: "Whatever you did, give it back to me!"

Lu Chen curled his lips, "Didn't you treat me to some soup?"

He looked at the function of this bowl in the origin identification function, and he was a little disappointed.

It is just a sacred item that can produce special soup. However, the effect of the soup is different from the legend. It does not make people forget their past.

This soup is used to warm and nourish the soul, so as to protect the soul from making mistakes when it is reincarnated. If ordinary people drink it, it can restore some of the soul source and relieve mental fatigue.

Lu Chen picked up the bowl and started drinking heavily, which even made the old woman look stupid.

She just said it casually, but she didn't expect that this bold human would actually dare to drink it, and it was still cow drink!

You must know that in the human legends of this world, the effect of Meng Po Tang is to make people forget their past lives. After drinking it, they will turn into a pure white soul that knows nothing and be reincarnated.

Isn't he afraid that he will turn into an idiot after drinking it!?

Lu Chen drank for a while and felt his stomach was a little full. He wiped the corners of his mouth and handed the bowl to the old woman, "Is your Meng Po soup a fake? It has no effect at all."

The old woman was silent, "How do you know the efficacy of this soup?"

Naturally, Lu Chen would not say that he had the assistance of the identification system. "Isn't it okay for these people to reincarnate directly without erasing their memories?"

The old woman said: "Who said that memory has not been erased? After death, the moment a person is detained by ghosts, the memory of his past life is gone."

Lu Chen was stunned for a moment. He suddenly remembered that it seemed that Xiao Tianhao was like a wooden man after being held by Yan Mo with chains.

Is it a chain, or is it the secret technique of the Huangquan tribe?

It didn't seem right. His yin and yang spirit could see clearly. Before Yan Mo took action, Xiao Tianhao stood there motionless. Could it be that in this reincarnation system, after death, the memory of this life will naturally be erased?

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So how is this mechanism triggered? Is it because all souls are restricted from the beginning?

"Where is Wang Quan Wu Mu? I will only ask once."

Lu Chen felt that this old woman had been working here, and the last hurdle on the road to reincarnation must be seniority. The Huangquan clan has a long lifespan, so it is impossible for the old woman not to know about Wang Quan Wu Mu.

"He's not here, you can't find him."

The old woman was not very strong, but she did not panic when facing Lu Chen, a murderer.

"Why?"

Lu Chen pushed aside the soul that had been mechanically walking forward and hitting his back.

"You can't get out anyway, you are destined to die here, so why are you looking for him?"

The old woman's face was covered with wrinkles, and her loose skin squirmed when she spoke, and there was a chill in her voice.

"Am I destined to die here?"

Lu Chen said with a playful smile that he had already guessed something when he saw the Record of Living Beings in the Palace of King Qin Guang and the strange attitudes of many Huangquan tribesmen.

Coming to Huangquan by yourself is probably something that some important figures from the Huangquan clan would be happy to see.

Not being in reincarnation, this matter can be big or small, but it seems that the Huangquan clan... doesn't want to let them go.

Also, if the secrets I learned on this trip were revealed to the underworld, it would probably cause an endless storm.

He is becoming more and more interested now. What is the ultimate secret hidden in this underworld?

Why was Wang Quan Wumu detained, and why did the Huangquan clan deal with him?

"Hehehe..."

The old woman let out a series of breathtaking laughter, with bags under her eyes, "You can't leave."

"Why?"

Lu Chen looked calm.

"Because the Tenth Palace of Yama has arrived."

When the old woman finished speaking, a dark wind blew up, and a red tide set off by the black water. The flowers along the way surged like waves, and their petals rose up and circled all over the sky.

Above the mist high in the sky, ten figures stood there, their robes dancing in the wind.

A cold breath filled the sky and the earth, and the entire underworld seemed to be trembling. The mist wrapped around the flowers on the other side, and a strange wind blew, sounding like ghosts crying, shocking people's souls.

The souls waiting for reincarnation in the wasteland, whether they were demons or humans, became much more transparent under this sinister wind. Without any wisdom, they instinctively trembled and knelt down, and kowtowed to the ten figures in the sky.

The pressure of the breath is not very fierce, but it is as gentle as the quagmire under the Nine Netherworld, making people slowly suffocate, like slowly tightening people's necks.

He could make a judgment in an instant without having to look at it with his yin-yang spiritual eyes. Lu Chen also knew that above his head were ten powerful men of the Demon King level.

Each of them is stronger than the current Tushan Honghong. This is the Ten Palaces of Yama that the Huangquan Clan has built up over countless years!

Lu Chen stood by the Naihe Bridge. The strong wind blew his long hair and danced like a devil. The petals of the other shore flower brushed against his slightly immature, but resolute face, and the expression on his face remained the same.

The old woman had a sinister smile on her face. The boy's action pattern was so predictable that he was destined to come here. This was something that all the adults expected.

The next moment, the petals of the other shore flower kissed and separated from the pitch-black blade in the air, and took off again with an even more eerie red color.

Lu Chen brandished his sword and said calmly, "I just want to ask why you haven't run away yet."

The bowl that produced Meng Po Soup was kicked by him into a crevice beside the Naihe Bridge. Even if it was fake, people in this world might still need this thing.

He looked up at the sky. The ten figures of different shapes looked down at him indifferently and did not take action immediately.

"As the sun sets in the east, you trespass into Huangquan and kill my people. According to my Huangquan law, you should be punished."

King Qin Guang was the first to speak. He made a hand seal and slapped it downwards. The cold mist dispersed and the light of the red moon shone down, but what came was not warmth, but cold murderous intent.

Lu Chen sneered. He expected that the Huangquan clan would take action against him, but he did not expect that it would be such a grand event.

The Ten Palaces of Yamas have arrived. It seems that they attach great importance to the secret of Huangquan.

Facing the dark coldness, the light rose, like the first scorching sun rising from the underworld. Under the sword intention of dawn, King Qin Guang's attack dissipated invisible.

"It's really extraordinary, let's take action together."

King Qin Guang frowned slightly, a pen appeared in his hand, and asked others to do it together.

Lu Chen looked calm on the surface and tried to contact Xia Huiliyi on the team channel.

Each of the Ten Halls of Yama is powerful, far exceeding the combat power on the ground. The strongest auras are comparable to Fan Yunfei. He can fight up to five by himself.

To his disappointment, Eriyi still didn't reply, probably still in deep sleep.

He was tossing and turning by the Naihe Bridge, and every time he set foot on the ground, he would be stepped into a deep pit. The muscles all over his body were tangled, and pitch-black armor appeared on the surface of his body.

The demons looked at the humanoid monster rising from the red mist on the ground, and there was no surprise in their eyes. They knew that Ouyang Sunset had this ability, which was a magical power produced by absorbing the power of the true dragon and transforming his bloodline.

They took action together, and many underworld magic weapons such as the Judge's Pen, the Soul Hooking Rope, and the Yin-Yang Mirror fell down, and the cold murderous intent was overwhelming, locking onto the young figure.

Lu Chen's body continued to change, from a handsome young man who was harmless to humans and animals, to a dark killing weapon.

At this moment, in this place, he seemed like an evil ghost rushing out of purgatory.

Just when all the Hells thought that the young man was about to fight, they each raised their minds to prevent the other party from killing one of them. But in the next moment, under the unexpected eyes of all the Hells, Lu Chen rushed forward at a very high speed, with his legs bent, but did not take off.

Take off.

Instead... he jumped into the Blackwater River.

"You've been cheated, chase!"

King Yama of the fifth palace said angrily. Ten of them had just gathered together, but they were overwhelmed by the young man's fighting spirit and murderous intent. Everyone wanted to protect themselves and prevent being attacked and killed. Unexpectedly, the other party started

Just want to escape.

Lu Chen dived into the Blackwater River and his body dropped rapidly. The fruit had no buoyancy and the depth was unknown.

There is no such thing as being suffocated to death. He is no longer a newbie when he was still in the dragon world. The Poseidon's armor is broken. Of course, he has also considered the situation of underwater fighting.

In fact, you don't need any high-end gadgets to breathe underwater. A purple-quality suction bead can be used. Hold it in your mouth and continuously provide yourself with oxygen.

Wife, wife, I listened to your words this time. I turned around and ran away without hesitation. Do you want to reward me after I get out?

Lu Chen was not a fool, so how could he start a battle with Yama from the Tenth Hall next to the Zhuanlun Hall?

Let's not analyze the apparent combat power. This is also the territory of the Ten Palaces of Yama. There is no guarantee that there will be any back-ups. Moreover, there are so many innocent souls in the wasteland. If a war starts there, there will probably be countless casualties.

If his status is fully activated, he will definitely not be weak when flying in the air and escaping. However, there is a lot of fog in the underworld and there are various "doors". He is afraid that he will get lost and be trapped to death by the opponent.

After thinking about it, the Blackwater River is the safest, as it can cover the tracks.

If he had known that the Huangquan tribe had been trying to deal with him for a long time, he would not have been so anxious to find a way to come down. I am afraid that many Huangquan tribe would be happy to let him come down.

Now it will take at least two years for his body to return to its peak. It's not that he has no chance of winning against the Tenth Palace Yama, but it will cost a lot of life, which he feels is not worthwhile.

Moreover, the matter was not clear yet. He had only seen the tip of the iceberg of Huang Quan's secret. He did not want to kill all the principals of Huang Quan so quickly. He also wanted to find out the whereabouts of Wang Quan Wumu.

It was a rare trip, and he was prepared to study more about reincarnation.

At this time, in the sky above the Black Water River, each of the Ten Palaces of Yamas looked gloomy and chased forward following their auras and deductions.

"How dare he go down..."

King Chu Jiang looked gloomy.

"Should we go down and give chase? According to the terrain, the deeper you go, the deeper you go. If you lose your energy, we will lose you."
To be continued...