Chapter 860 The Special Function of the Underworld

Jiang Huai's figure is elegant, stepping in the black mist like a tide, and the big cloak on his body is rustling. The whole person is like a silver lightning, and the scene around him is rapidly retreating as a dragonfly touches the water.

It seems that there is no abnormality found in Wu Chuan at all.

Or maybe he didn't care about the abnormality on the black boat at all.

He nonchalantly headed straight for the black boat.

The first time they boarded the ship, the zombie-like figures were stunned for a moment, a little confused, and then they all turned their eyes away from Shen Zhinan and looked at him, the uninvited guest.

A pair of eyes that looked gloomy and dull were extremely confused at the moment.

Why did a man with white light suddenly appear? !

Also, who is the other party?

In the dark wind,

I saw all the figures on the black boat opening their mouths in unison,

The sharp, yellowed and stained teeth, which were not even complete, suddenly moved up and down.

It was like tearing flesh and blood, and it was like the clatter of rusty clockwork from hundreds of broken bellows.

To be honest, this sound is enough to make most people feel creepy, even immortals can't help but feel chills in their hearts.

This throbbing comes from the Qi, Blood and Soul.

"Who are you?"

"Who is it?"

"Who is it?!!"

The eerie and harsh tone asked three times in a row, the voice getting louder and louder every time.

By the end, all the sounds turned into something akin to hysterical roars.

At the same time, the originally livid eyes of these walking zombies turned scarlet.

The red light tore through the darkness and hung in the ink-like sky, like hungry wolves floating madly with hunger. It was so red that it made one's heart palpitate.

Because Jiang Huai didn't speak from the beginning to the end, he just looked at these figures hidden in the black mist with calm eyes.

This impassive expression made those eyes in the darkness unable to hold back their anger.

Why are you so calm? This is their home court.

This is a small hell, where the living must die.

There are small and large hells.

Strictly speaking, neither the small hell nor the big hell actually belongs to the netherworld.

The Lord of the Netherworld reincarnates, but reincarnation does not exist in hell.

All souls who are condemned to hell will suffer unimaginable torture and punishment endlessly.

But hell and the underworld are complementary to each other. The underworld is originally dark, and when darkness reaches the extreme, it becomes hell.

A netherworld without hell is not an underworld, but an underworld with only hell can only be considered a place of purgatory.

As for the criteria for dividing small hell and big hell, it is actually very simple.

It's just that the former is slightly smaller in scale and the latter is slightly larger in scale.

But if we talk about the degree of danger, we need to analyze it in detail.

Jiang Huai doesn't need any analysis.

As far as he could see, all the mysteries of the world were flowing in his eyes, shining like stars with dazzling brilliance. All the secrets of this little hell were also revealed before Jiang Huai's eyes.

Finally, his sight was fixed on the end of this dark place.

The twinkling eyes of the stars were even more interesting.

But it was also the next moment.

The surrounding night suddenly rolled violently, like a beast that was about to revive, hitting the coffin that bound itself at all costs.

Faintly, in the undercurrent below, there was a huge figure trying to stand upright.

Such a posture made Shen Zhinan look pale, and his heart was beating like a drum, as if it would be knocked out of his chest the next moment.

Is this really something he can dream about?

But if it was really what he could dream about, why did he feel so useless and aggrieved in the dream? Why can't you dream more powerfully?

If you don't try to jump off the ship yourself, you might be able to wake up directly...

I've woken up like this before.

Although I couldn't fall asleep again after waking up, I also avoided continuing to have nightmares.

"Be honest."

Jiang Huai glanced at Shen Zhinan, who was full of worries, then looked at the surging black shadow below, and finally whispered to the latter.

Jiang Huai responded with a roar.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Huai opened his palms, and a ball of blazing flames suddenly appeared on his palms.

Like a blazing sun, extremely hot.

The color of the flames was deep and intense, and the flames rolled and licked the air wantonly. Each roll brought a heat wave, and the surrounding air seemed to be ignited by it, twisting and surging.

The heat wave emitted by the flames instantly enveloped the black ship.

All of a sudden.

On the black ship, these zombie-like figures suddenly seemed to have been poured with sulfur, and they screamed one after another——

His eyes were red by the flames, and the muscles on his face were twisted in pain, as if they were about to split. His whole body quickly became charred, and black smoke was rising, like a scorched dead wood. He subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands. But the heat wave of the flames still penetrated the fingers mercilessly.

It's obviously just a palm-sized fire, but it has unimaginable power.

At the same time, the sails on the black boat were burned to pieces by the heat wave of the flames, and the cracks in the canvas whizzed in the strong wind, as if they would be torn apart at any time.

The hull of the ship also began to twist and deform under the burning flames, making a harsh "squeaking" sound, and it seemed that the ship would sink directly in the next moment.

A whine sounded.

The figure lurking under the black stream immediately calmed down.

"Huhuhu..."

The black boat sailed again, accompanied by the sound of wooden oars gently cutting through the water, and slowly moved forward, heading towards the dark and unknown depths ahead.

Jiang Huai stood at the bow, his sleeves swaying gently in the wind, his eyes still calm and deep.

As the black ship went deeper, the surrounding scene began to change subtly. In the black fog ahead, an ancient altar slowly emerged.

On the altar, there were various offerings, and ancient runes flickered on the offerings, emitting a faint fluorescent light.

In the center of the altar, there was a huge statue.

Shen Zhinan's eyes widened.

That statue was exactly like himself!

However, the statue's mouth was wide open, and it was dark and unknown inside, like a passage, but no one knew where it led to.

At this time, Shen Zhinan felt someone's eyes on him.

He turned his head hurriedly.

He found that the man in a white cloak next to him was looking at him slowly.

Before he could speak first, the other party took the lead and said: "Tomorrow, this master will come to you and give you a great opportunity." Jiang Huai said slowly, withdrawing his eyes from the passage of the small hell.

The main reason why he came here was to verify his conjecture.

The ghost emperor profession in the underworld is probably not related to the realm of cultivation, but to other aspects, such as the ability to open a purgatory passage.

Shen Zhinan was stunned, but before he could react, the scene in front of him suddenly became extremely blurred, as if someone was trying to stir the mirage in the water, and then he regained the feeling of drowning.

Then, he lost consciousness directly.

The next day.

It was just dawn, and the morning light gently covered the small house with black tiles and earthen walls like a veil.

Inside the house, Shen Zhinan suddenly opened his eyes and gasped heavily.

"Too scary?!"

Shen Zhinan woke up from his dream, feeling the faint coolness coming from outside, and was stunned for a long time. He should have been very scared, but when he recalled what happened in the dream, he suddenly didn't know whether he should be scared or not.

If the first half was true, it was indeed quite scary. He could feel that the dream he had seemed to take him away. If he really followed the black ship, he didn't know what would happen.

But if the second half was added... it didn't seem to scare him that much.

But.

Thinking back to what happened in the dream, Shen Zhinan was a little dazed.

Was it really just a dream?

If it was just a dream, why did he have the same dream for a long time?

And the pictures and feelings in the dream were too real, right?

He climbed up from the pit and took a good look at his body in the moonlight from the window. There was no broken arm or leg.

There was no pain in his body.

Was it really just a dream?

At this moment, Shen Zhinan seemed to recall something and hurriedly looked around in the moonlight.

The quilt was empty, and there was no familiar figure.

Thinking back to the first scene of the dream, the man's brain shook directly.

Just then, a familiar sound of footsteps came. The woman pushed open the door and smiled at the happy man, saying, "Boss, you are awake. Did you have a nightmare last night?"

Looking at the woman coming from outside the door with breakfast, Shen Zhinan first came down from the earth pit, pulled the woman over, felt the heat on the woman's body, knew that he was a little suspicious, and immediately took a long breath. He listened to the words with some doubts, "Ling'er, how do you know?"

"I heard you talking in your sleep last night, and you kept saying no, no, let me go, let me go..."

The woman couldn't help laughing.

Shen Zhinan also smiled slowly, but he was really relaxed.

Scratching his head, he didn't say anything else, turned around and wanted to get up from the earthen kang to wash his face and eat.

But at this moment.

The scene in front of the man changed rapidly, shaking like a bubble.

Next to him, the woman's figure seemed to be frozen, motionless.

The next moment.

The sky turned upside down, a big sun hung in the sky, and the flowing fire was layered.

A familiar figure quietly appeared at the door.

He was wearing a snow-white robe, with fluttering sleeves, like an immortal descending to earth.

"You...you..."

Shen Zhinan was horrified and exclaimed loudly.

He had seen this man...

In his dream yesterday.

If he was not a man, he would have been taken away by the black ship and something unpredictable would have happened.

But, wasn't that his dream?

How did the man really appear in reality?

If the eerie and hoarse tone in the dream was removed, Shen Zhinan's voice actually sounded very similar to the roar.

Of course, this was inevitable.

After all, although the Little Hell could already devour its master, it still used Shen Zhinan as a carrier.

In the dream, if Shen Zhinan could see more clearly, he would find that the zombie-like figures on the black ship were actually himself, but they were not of the same age, but included Shen Zhinan's various time periods from childhood to adulthood, from youth to old age.

One body for each year, a total of seventy-two bodies.

"I told you last night that I would give you an opportunity. Did you forget?" Jiang Huai said straight to the point.

Although it would be a bit abrupt to come directly to the door, after all, after all, there was contact last night, so it wouldn't be particularly abrupt.

If there was a better choice, he actually wanted to make a more impressive appearance.

But now that time is tight, there is no need to pay too much attention to some details. Anyway, the general effect can be achieved.

Shen Zhinan was stunned and completely speechless.

After all, it's one thing to think about it, but it's another thing to actually see it in front of you.

"My wife..."

"She's fine." Jiang Huai said concisely.

At this time, he is still thinking about his woman, which is an infatuation.

But often, infatuated people are also the most affectionate!

Jiang Huai didn't talk nonsense. He stretched out his palm with the palm facing up. A faint light flashed by, and he saw a token lying quietly in his hand.

The token exudes an unknown temperature, neither cold nor hot, but a kind of warmth that makes people feel awe.

Take a closer look.

A ferocious and unknown beast is carved on the surface. The beast's eyes are like torches and its fangs are exposed. It seems that it will break free from the token at any time and devour everything.

The back of the token is engraved with complex patterns, with mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars vaguely visible, as if the entire world is condensed into this small area.

Shen Zhinan's eyes widened, looking at the token with disbelief on his face, and his whole mind was drawn towards it uncontrollably.

It wasn't that it was so complicated and exquisite, but that he had a feeling that this thing was particularly destined for him and was a symbol of himself.

His voice was trembling, and he didn't care about the abnormalities around him. His whole body and mind were attracted by the token, and he asked cautiously: "This... what is this?"

His intuition told him that the mysterious man in white robes in front of him should not harm him. After all, the fact that the other person appeared in front of him meant that the nightmare last night was probably true, and if it weren't for the other person, he would be very capable. You may not see the sun the next day.

"This is the identity token of the Eastern Ghost Emperor. It is your identity symbol leading to the underworld. It not only represents your supreme authority in the underworld, but with this token, you can also command a ghost to control the cycle of life and death. "

For some reason, these words that seemed to him to be deceptive now sounded so sincere and real to Shen Zhinan.

It's just the underworld...what is it?

Why do you want to go there?

In addition, what is the Eastern Ghost Emperor, and why does the other party give the token to him?

"Give...give it to me?"

"This thing belongs to you!"

Shen Zhinan's eyes widened and he touched the token with both hands. He felt a warm power pouring into his body from the token. It was not that he was still dreaming.

"Shen Zhinan, I will leave you three days to deal with trivial matters in the lower realm. After three days, someone will come to pick you up."

Jiang Huai's tone was unquestionable, and he didn't do it deliberately. People in high positions will behave like this over time.

"Pick me up? Pick me up for what?"

"This is the lower realm? Where do you want to take me?" Shen Zhinan's eyes widened and he was confused. For ninety-nine out of ten living creatures in the eight realms of the lower realm, they don't even know about the nine heavens and ten earths, let alone the nine heavens and ten earths. It’s fairyland,

"Of course you have to go where you should go, and you will understand when you get there."

At this moment, the sound stopped suddenly.

Then, a woman's voice came to Shen Zhinan's ears again, and everything returned to normal, as if what just happened was just an illusion.

However, the warm feeling in his hands made Shen Zhinan very clear. He understood that it was not an illusion or a dream, but the reality.