All sounds come from them.

Under the wash of the yellow spring, their color gradually became pure, becoming a colorless and illusory light group.

Eventually all the mental fluctuations disappeared.

Zhuang Wuming thought of the power of the underworld, which could cleanse all souls.

"Those are the remaining souls in the bones."

At this time, a strange voice sounded in Zhuang Wuming's mind, "The living, how long has it been since the living came."

Zhuang Wuming's eyes narrowed and he looked in the direction where the sound came from. It was the black-robed skeleton on the other side.

At this time, its whole body was filled with black light, and wisps of faint illusory aura spread out from the underworld and merged into its body.

It seems that the countless broken bones it dropped just now brought him some mysterious power of the underworld.

After thinking about it, Zhuang Wuming's soul connected to Shikodi.

"Poetry."

"I met a strange black-robed skull by the river in Huangquan."

"It's talking to me. Do you know what it is?"

A hint of nervousness flashed through the ethereal voice, "That's Priest Huangquan, you have to be careful."

"Those are the existences of the underworld with natural personality. They have extraordinary rights in the underworld."

"It asks you, you can talk to him, but remember to be careful and try not to offend him."

Zhuang Wuming's pupils shrank when he heard this, "Priest Huangquan?"

He looked thoughtfully at the phantom of the Yellow Spring and the Long River that filled a two-meter radius around him.

"Priest Huangquan?"

Zhuang Wuming tentatively conveyed his mental fluctuations.

"Do you know my identity? You smell like a psychic."

The skull nose of Priest Huangquan seems to be smelling something.

There was a slight tremor in his heart, as the other party could so easily discover Shikodi behind him, which showed that he had methods that he didn't know about.

In the skull, there was a ball of yellow flame burning. It looked at Zhuang Wuming, and a strange emotion filled the air.

"You have mastered the power of the underworld, you should have obtained it from the underworld compass."

"It's really strange that the power of Huangquan actually allows you to master it."

"It seems that you have a deep relationship with Hades."

After taking a deep look at Zhuang Wuming, Priest Huangquan said in a low voice, "The Netherland of today is no longer the Netherland of the past."

"Be careful, I am the last underworld priest."

After the Underworld Priest finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the depths of the underworld on the other side of the river.

Seeing the other party disappear into the black mist, Zhuang Wuming had no intention of pursuing him.

He was savoring the other party's words, "The last underworld priest."

"The underworld is no longer the underworld it used to be."

"Is it related to the First Empire being attacked by those monsters from the underworld?"

"It seems like something happened in this underworld."

Zhuang Wuming's heart was cast by a shadow.

From the First Empire, it was besieged by monsters from the underworld, even tearing apart the seams of time and space and arriving at the location of the First Empire.

The goal of attacking the central city seems very clear, which is the Gate of Hades.

"Could it be that the beings in this underworld..."

A terrifying suspicion flashed through his mind, and Zhang Wuming's expression became more solemn.

"But why exactly?"

There was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

At this time, his eyes turned to Huang Quan.

This yellow spring is 9 feet wide, about 30 meters.

Logically speaking, he could jump over it.

But he didn't do that. According to countless legends, it is generally best not to fly over this mysterious river.

Maybe a bad move will provoke something terrible, or it may inspire the power of these mysterious rivers.

"The real underworld, I don't know if the power of my little underworld card can allow me to pass through it safely."

Thinking of this, his whole body was filled with the fluctuations of Huangquan.

A crashing sound sounded.

An illusory river spreads out from Zhuang Wuming's body, heading towards the real Yellow River inside.

Along with the brilliance of Xiao Huang Quan's principles, he came into contact with the real Huang Quan. Zhuang Wuming's consciousness followed the Xiao Huang Quan and extended into the real Huang Quan.

He saw a strange world.

Under the Yellow Spring, everything is crystal clear.

Below is a clean and smooth river bed.

Not a shred of skeleton exists.

Even the countless skeletons that the underworld priest poured into the underworld just now have disappeared.

"Was it washed away?"

This yellow spring is three feet deep, and is so dark that you can't even see your fingers.

But relying on the power of Xiao Huangquan, Zhuang Wuming was able to see all the places that Xiao Huangquan was involved in.

He saw what almost no one had ever seen before, the true appearance of Huang Quan.

The entire river bed seems to be composed of a yellow jade structure.

This structure binds Huangquan, and the riverbed itself is filled with a strong atmosphere of Huangquan.

Outside the river bed, there is countless light yellow smoke, intruding into the soil with a radius of 100 meters around the river bed.

Anyone who wants to dig a tunnel from all sides to enter the bottom of the Huangquan River will be drowned by the smoky yellow smoke.

Huangquan is naturally isolated and all exploration is possible.

"It's really airtight, but since my little underworld can go deep into the underworld, it shouldn't be a big problem to protect me."

Thinking of this, his thoughts moved slightly.

The small underworld springs that went deep into the underworld quickly began to gather.

A vacuum appeared in Huangquan.

The vacuum is surrounded by the airtight little underworld's radiant light, and the real underworld's river water is blocked out.

As a vacuum appeared in the underworld, Zhuang Wuming nodded with satisfaction.

The radiance of the small yellow springs around it covered all the space without missing a trace.

Following the brilliance of the small underworld, Zhuang Wuming walked under the underworld.

The water flow of Huangquan hits the brilliance of Xiaohuangquan.

But it automatically moved to both sides without any conflict with Xiao Huangquan.

step by step.

Zhuang Wuming safely stepped into the underworld.

Surrounded by rushing rivers, everything is washed away.

From time to time he could see some faint light groups flashing through the river.

Those seem to be souls that have been cleansed by the underworld.

Zhuang Wuming had no intention of staying under the underworld for any longer.

After staying at the bottom of the river for more than ten seconds, he started walking towards the other bank, but the next moment, he suddenly stopped.

A mysterious voice came to mind in his mind.

"Blessed One of Underworld and Reincarnation, I ask for your help."

Zhuang Wuming was startled when he heard this weird sound.

He looked around and saw no other figures.

He did not discover the original owner of the voice.

"Who are you?"

"I am the remaining will of Netherland. When you stepped into Netherland, I noticed you."
Chapter completed!