Mu Wanqiu was silent for a moment.

Gu Shen's explanation was flawless.

In truth, she had a very firm answer in her heart regarding Gu Shen's identity... He knew the information about "Nether River" and was able to rescue her from the Saint Adjudicator's cursed dream.

How could such a person be unrelated to the King of the Underworld?

However, the identity she most suspected was simply too far-fetched... to the point where she couldn't even bring herself to say it.

If she were really to ask, "Are you the King of the Underworld?"

Mu Wanqiu herself would probably think she was crazy.

"You must keep this dream a secret for me."

After hesitating for a moment, Mu Wanqiu's tone softened slightly, and she used a requesting tone, which was rare for her.

"Alright."

Gu Shen smiled slightly, didn't think much about it, and agreed directly and decisively.

He didn't say anything wrong.

Mu Wanqiu is the King of the Underworld's apostle...

This sentence, as Mu Wanqiu heard it, and as the King of the Underworld in the dream heard it, were two different things.

The old King of the Underworld is gone.

Now, he is the new King of the Underworld!

After severely injuring Meng Xiao at the bottom of the Nether River, Gu Shen vaguely guessed the secret of how the Light Throne chose its "apostles." Those extraordinary individuals favored by the City of Light in the Western Continent were very likely to bear the bloodline of the "Undying."

Obviously, the power of the Throne was indeed powerful, but it also needed a vessel.

If "apostles" were chosen randomly, then even with the blessing of divine power, the "apostles" of the same level might not be able to gain an advantage in battle.

Thinking carefully, the "apostles" he had encountered, apart from Tie Wu, all seemed to fit this pattern... Qin Ye, the "apostle" of the Sky Throne, had abilities related to space, while A'liu'er, the Queen's "apostle," could manipulate ice and snow, which was clearly compatible with the Furnace.

Since the City of Light chose "apostles" from among the Undying.

Then how would the King of the Underworld choose?

Gu Shen didn't know the answer to this question, but the answer wasn't important, because a ready-made, extremely suitable "candidate" was right in front of him.

It was Mu Wanqiu.

If the King of the Underworld had to have an "apostle," then the most suitable candidate would be Mu Wanqiu.

The Judge's ability was almost tailor-made for his Pure Land.

With just a thought, Mu Wanqiu could strip the lives of low-level beings within the domain, while his Pure Land could accept a large number of souls of the dead.

In addition, Mu Wanqiu's spirit was also extremely compatible with the Nether Fire... At this moment, the huge ghostly figure behind her, the Judge, was already fondling the wisp of flame he had given her, tossing it back and forth and unwilling to let go.

"Disgraceful."

Mu Wanqiu glanced at the Judge, who was having a great time, and spat out a rebuke in annoyance.

The tall ghostly figure endured the scolding with some grievance, reluctantly withdrew his hand, but only stopped tossing it around. After receiving Gu Shen's signal, he excitedly hugged the small wisp of flame in his arms, as if he had obtained a priceless treasure.

"What... what exactly is your identity?"

Seeing this scene, Mu Wanqiu sighed softly.

She didn't want to hide her inner curiosity anymore.

At this moment, regardless of whether Gu Shen was willing to answer or not.

She had to ask.

"Me?"

Gu Shen rubbed his chin, pondered slightly, and then drawled out, "I am the King of the Underworld..."

Mu Wanqiu held her breath.

"...'s apostle."

Gu Shen finished the sentence completely.

This sentence, with its deliberate pause, almost made Mu Wanqiu die of impatience.

"No wonder the City of Light wants to hunt you down."

Part of the doubts in her heart were resolved, but there were still other confusions: "Is the King of the Underworld really still alive? Why hasn't he shown himself? Has he already taken in apostles in the Eastern Continent?"

"How can mortals fathom the actions of Thrones? As far as I know, the King of the Underworld has other candidates for apostles."

Gu Shen extended his palm, making a handshake gesture, and said lightly, "In a sense, we are all working for the King of the Underworld... In terms of camp, you don't have to worry, I won't expose your secret."

Mu Wanqiu shook hands with Gu Shen.

Gu Shen's answer dispelled the last of her doubts.

Mu Wanqiu saw the corpses in the corner and murmured softly.

"These people are all Saint Adjudicators... It's hard to imagine that they would become like this after death."

The hall returned to darkness once again.

Those "blood-colored pupils" swept around, and after not sensing any "outsiders," they gradually dissipated, returning to silence once more. Over the years, they had harbored resentment from falling into the Nether River, searching for people in later generations to take their place.

Before the Nether River dream, Mu Wanqiu didn't have any emotions like aversion towards the City of Light's extraordinary individuals, only indifference.

Because she knew very little.

She was born in the Northern Continent, and after joining the Investigation Corps, she traveled in the frontier for many years. She knew very little about the internal conflicts and disputes of the Five Continents... Because of her extraordinary talent, she was assessed early on as having "S-rank" potential, and the Corps Commander and Lu Zhe protected her even more closely.

A genius like her only needed to be responsible for cultivation and training.

The games between the Five Continents hadn't reached the point where she needed to understand them yet. In the future, when Mu Wanqiu truly realized the strength of her "S-rank" talent and became a titled figure, she would naturally know the storms and hidden battles between the major forces of the Five Continents.

And at that time, what she had to do was not just "understand" so simply.

As a powerhouse of the Northern Continent, she needed to intervene in some major events and express her attitude.

But now, it was different.

Mu Wanqiu had heard of the Western Continent's "Saint Adjudicators." This was an extraordinary organization famous throughout the Five Continents. They believed in the Light Throne, and almost every Saint Adjudicator was a life-giver willing to dedicate everything to the City of Light.

This was somewhat similar to the extraordinary legions of the Northern Continent who believed in the Queen.

It's just that the number of Saint Adjudicators was small, far less than the legions.

And they acted even more extreme.

It was said that the Saint Adjudicators were iron-blooded, decisive, and tightly organized... Because they were believers of the Light Throne, they called themselves the embodiment of light and the executors of justice.

But seeing is believing, and the "Saint Adjudicators" Mu Wanqiu saw greatly subverted her previous understanding.

She was dragged into the dream by the Saint Adjudicators.

Through that nightmare, she saw this piece of annihilated history that had not been recorded in detail.

These "Saint Adjudicators" took the initiative to attack the Nether Palace, provoking war.

Under the influence of the "Nether River Dream," Mu Wanqiu had already developed a good impression of the "King of the Underworld"... In other words, the infectiousness of this Nether River was developing this extraordinary individual with compatible traits into a quasi-apostle.

She naturally substituted herself into the side that was being attacked!

The aversion to the City of Light's Saint Adjudicators... thus arose spontaneously.

In reality.

In Gu Shen's view, the Saint Adjudicators and the King of the Underworld were just two opposing camps. There was never absolute "light" and "justice." The winner is king, and the loser is an outcast.

These "Saint Adjudicators" who had fallen into the Nether River were more pitiful than hateful.

Gu Shen felt that the "corruption" of these people was greatly related to that Light Throne...

It was clearly a war of the gods.

But they insisted on mobilizing the Saint Adjudicators, letting their believers attack the Nether Palace first.

In the war of the gods, this level of impact was too small, negligible... Gu Shen couldn't see through the reason why the Light Throne acted in this way. The greatest possibility he could think of was that the Light Throne wanted the King of the Underworld to be contaminated with as much bad "karma" as possible.

Killing these Saint Adjudicators.

The Nether River would naturally bear the karma of slaughtering living beings.

Although this Nether River was built by the King of the Underworld to do such a thing.

But after being contaminated with karma, the Light Throne could legitimately come forward and avenge his followers in a righteous manner, thereby destroying the Nether Palace...

Of course.

Gu Shen didn't know what exactly happened back then.

Like Mu Wanqiu, he could only understand a part of the history through the souls of these Saint Adjudicators. The complete course of this war was still shrouded in a fog.

For Gu Shen, the reason for continuing to hide his identity as the King of the Underworld at this moment was very simple.

Not only because his strength was weak and he couldn't support the crown of a Throne.

But also because Mu Wanqiu was not yet a qualified apostle.

Gu Shen knew very well what kind of existence the former King of the Underworld was.

The labyrinth raised Golden Spike Flowers.

The Nether River was buried under the Northern Continent.

That guy shrouded in the shadows of the Nether River was simply a "lost rational" madman. Everything he did was to cultivate souls and create an eternal, immortal legion of the dead.

And the bad thing was... At this moment, Mu Wanqiu, because she was infected by the Nether River dream.

She was extremely respectful to that "King of the Underworld" shrouded in mist.

She was like another "Golden Spike Flower."

Gu Shen wanted to ensure that the "Nether River Dream" gradually dissipated in Mu Wanqiu's spiritual sea and did not exert the wrong guidance on her... He did not want to see the evil thoughts left by the King of the Underworld induce a super genius like Mu Wanqiu to fall into slaughter.

The light of the City of Light may not be the only light.

The darkness of the Nether River is not the real darkness either.

As a fire, its meaning is to bring hope to the future of mankind.

From the moment Gu Shen took over the "Nether King Fire," he never felt that his power was dark and evil.

"These Saint Adjudicators should have died. It's a little pitiful that they retain their grievances and wander the world..."

Gu Shen said softly, "Letting them dissipate is perhaps a good ending."

Mu Wanqiu was slightly stunned.

After experiencing the previous nightmare, when she saw these corpses, a trace of hostility was lingering in her heart, but after Gu Shen spoke, this trace of hostility dissipated a lot.

She nodded slowly and asked, "Do you have a way to let them rest in peace?"

Rest in peace...

Gu Shen looked around.

In fact, the souls of these people were already very fragile after being tortured.

They bore the curse of the King of the Underworld and couldn't withstand too much tossing around.

Logically speaking, as long as they found a "scapegoat," they could rest in peace.

But he and Mu Wanqiu were both "our own people."

These blood-colored pupils would not reignite on them.

Wait a minute...

There was more than just himself and Mu Wanqiu in this place.

"I have a way to send them to rest." Gu Shen narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Didn't these Saint Adjudicators want to find a scapegoat? Besides us, there is another person in this ghostly place who is very suitable!"

"Meng Xiao!"

Mu Wanqiu's expression was a little strange: "This is... sending them to rest in peace?"

"No."

Gu Shen looked around and sneered coldly, "It's sending them to rest in peace with him!"