Chapter 13

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nNine Nether Underworld Palace

nLegend has it that after people died, their souls would enter the Nine Netherworld Underworld Palace. They would wash away their memories of their previous lives in the River of the Dead before they could be reincarnated.

nHere, the sky was gray and the surrounding air was visibly turbid.

nLu Changsheng looked around. In front of him was a yellow river with a bridge above it.

nAt this moment, countless white ghosts were crossing the bridge…

nBehind the bridge was a huge door frame with huge words engraved on it.

nThe Underworld Palace!

n“Who dares to offend my Nine Netherworld Underworld Palace!”

nSuddenly, a roar came from the sky, and its voice spread throughout the entire space!

nLu Changsheng looked at the figure in the air, which emitted a dead aura.

n“Who are you?”

nOne of the figures asked, “Why are you here in the Underworld Palace?”

nUsually, no life form would come to the Underworld Palace. The people who came were all people who had died in the main world.

nHowever, all life forms who could enter the Nine Netherworld Underworld Palace were experts.

nLu Changsheng said loudly, “It’s nothing serious. I just want to borrow some water from your River of the Dead.”

nImmediately, the figure’s expression changed as he shouted sternly, “The River of the Dead is one of the treasures of our Nine Netherworld Underworld Palace. How can I lend it to you?”

nLu Changsheng felt a little helpless.

nIt seemed that he still had to fight.

nOnly by revealing his strength could he have the right to speak.

nLu Changsheng waved the wooden sword in his hand with a solemn expression, and a sword intent arose spontaneously from his body.

nWhen the group of figures saw this, their expressions turned serious and their bodies tensed up, ready to attack at any time!

nLu Changsheng said solemnly, “Alright, then go one by one.”

nThe group of figures was about to rush over together.

nOne of them would strike first.

nHowever, when they heard this, they immediately stopped and looked at Lu Changsheng in shock.

n“You don’t want us to attack you together, do you?”

nLu Changsheng said indignantly, “You’re the managers of the Nine Netherworld Underworld Palace after all. How can you do something like ganging up on me?

nHe really doesn’t care about martial virtue!”

nThe group of figures looked at each other. Their originally black faces had become even darker.

nYou’re f*cking here to snatch our treasure and you want us to talk to you about martial virtue??

nDo you think we’re fools?

n“Don’t waste your breath on him. Attack together and capture him alive. Lock him up in the Nine Nether Purgatory and experience the pain of the Earth Fire burning!”

nAfter saying that, the figures rushed towards Lu Changsheng!

nThey took out treasures in their hands, emitting a destructive aura!

nSeeing this, Lu Changsheng’s expression froze. He raised the wooden sword in his hand and slashed forward!

nThe void shattered immediately and the space of the Nine Netherworld Underworld Palace shattered inch by inch like glass!

nThe entire Nine Netherworld Underworld Palace immediately let out loud bangs!

nThe originally calm River of the Dead also began to boil like water at this moment!

nThe expressions of the few figures changed drastically!

n“Dao Law!”

n“The Sword Dao Law. How can anyone comprehend the Dao Law in this world!”

n“Quick, sacrifice the treasure!”

nWith that said, the figures hammered their chests one after another and blood essence spewed out!

nThe blood essence actually landed on an ancient and thick door.

nOn the front of the door was the head of a malicious ghost. It opened its mouth wide and was filled with sharp teeth!

n“Rasshomon!”

nAs soon as he finished speaking, the door actually expanded a little and turned into a huge door that held up the sky!

nIt smashed down and blocked the terrifying sword qi!

nRumble!

nThe sword that shattered the void slashed at the Rasshomon!

nThe aftershock of the collision between the two sides seemed to sweep through the entire Netherworld!

nThe bridge above the River of the Dead began to crack!

nEven the ancient door frame that stood there was affected by the aftershock and collapsed!

nNonetheless, in an instant, the Rasshomon let out a sound of being overwhelmed!

nCrack, crack!

nCracks that were like a rift valley began to spread crazily in all directions!

nThe figures also spat out a mouthful of blood.

nThe Rasshomon was connected to them and they could no longer fight since the Rasshomon was severely injured!

nThe sword energy dissipated, and the Rasshomon quickly shrunk, carrying countless cracks as it was put away by the figure.

n“Who exactly are you?”

nThe figure of a person was revealed.

nThe six of them were all old men wearing gray cloaks and holding a scepter.

nAbove the scepter was something that looked like a magic ball that flickered with a dark green light.

n“Why? Tell you so that you can take revenge on me in the future? Anyway, are you going to lend it to me or not?” Lu Changsheng frowned slightly, clearly losing his patience.

nWhen the six old men saw this, they could not help but smile bitterly. “Sir, it’s not that we’re unwilling to lend it, but we don’t have the right.

n“The six of us are the Envoys of the River of the Dead Underworld Palace. The River of the Dead has a spirit. You can only take it away after obtaining its recognition.”

nLu Changsheng raised his eyebrows and said, “Then bring me there.”

nThe six of them looked at each other and could only sigh and nod in agreement.

n“Sir, come with us.”

nIf it attacked a few more times, they might not be able to withstand it.

nThis Nine Netherworld Underworld Palace would definitely collapse.

nAt that time, the reincarnation of this world would be in chaos!

nThey arrived at a side hall.

nIn the side hall stood a slightly illusory figure.

nThe Envoy of the River of the Dead Underworld Palace bowed to the figure and turned to leave.

nThe figure turned around. It was an extremely young and feminine man.

nThe man said, “I know why you’re here. No one in the Nine Netherworld Underworld Palace is your match.

n“I can lend you the River of the Dead, but I have a condition.”

nLu Changsheng said, “Tell me about it.”

nSeeing this, the man said, “Find a Netherworld King for this Nine Netherworld Underworld Palace to guard this place.”

n“He possesses the Netherworld King’s cultivation technique. He has reincarnated. I wonder where he is now.”

n“If the Nine Netherworld Underworld Palace is not suppressed by the Netherworld King for a long enough time, it will definitely be in chaos!”

nLu Changsheng thought for a moment and nodded.

nAt most, he would throw Qiubai here to be the so-called Netherworld King.

nSeeing Lu Changsheng nod in agreement, the man waved his hand. Immediately, the River of the Dead floated up and gathered on his body!

nIt formed into a yellow bead and landed in front of Lu Changsheng.

nAfter obtaining this item, Lu Changsheng nodded at the man and turned to leave.

nThe man looked at Lu Changsheng’s back and could not help but wonder, “The Heavenly Dao of this world has collapsed and the path to ascension is sealed. How can anyone comprehend a Dao Law? Could he have transmigrated?”

nHowever, he shook his head after thinking about it. Why would anyone from the outside world take a fancy to this place…

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nAfter Lu Changsheng left the side hall, he tore through the space and flew out.

nAn illusory spirit body followed him on the other side of the River of the Dead at lightning speed…

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