"Brother Jiang, what is the King of Hell's temper like in your Underworld?" Lou Yangzi couldn't help but ask after they left the mission center.
He wasn't being cowardly, he just wanted to know in advance.
In the end, they still chose the third suggestion from the intelligence team: to find the King of Hell directly.
One was for safety, and the other was still for safety.
For Lou Yangzi, the safety of his ghost body was more secure. The strength of the King of Hell was trustworthy.
For the staff at the mission center, they were also uneasy about letting someone who was either a tiger or a weakling travel to the West Hall.
Who knew if any accidents would happen along the way?
With things like this, if nothing unexpected happened, something unexpected would happen.
It was never wrong to be cautious when dealing with forbidden arts.
Besides...
Regarding forbidden arts, it would naturally be reported to the King of Hell.
However, initial investigations were usually conducted by the ghost officers below, who would then present the results.
"The King of Hell..."
Jiang Lin thought for a moment.
A loli appearance, powerful strength.
Majestic when she needed to be, cute when she needed to be...
Although she sometimes acted erratically... overall, her temper was quite good.
However, Lou Yangzi would likely be shocked when he first met the King of Hell.
"The King of Hell is quite majestic. Just be respectful when you meet her."
Don't show any disrespectful expressions.
Lou Yangzi immediately pictured a very stern and terrifying King of Hell in his mind.
His throat tightened as he said, "Yes, yes! I definitely will! Definitely!"
Soon, they arrived in front of the King of Hell's Hall.
Jiang Lin spoke a few words to the gatekeeper ghost and asked him to announce their arrival.
Lou Yangzi looked at the majestic and solemn King of Hell's Hall before him and suddenly felt the ground of the Underworld shaking slightly.
It made his legs weak and unsteady.
Just as he was about to say a few words to Brother Jiang, the gatekeeper ghost returned so quickly.
"Please come in, both of you."
Jiang Lin glanced at Lou Yangzi and said, "Let's go."
Lou Yangzi's throat tightened, and he pinched his thigh with his hands hanging by his side.
He followed a step behind Brother Jiang.
Inside the King of Hell's Hall—
Yan Luo and the King of Hell of the Southern Hall, Nan Ming, were both present.
In Jiang Lin's sight, these two were as dark as if they were solid, and even their internal meridians and energy flows were difficult to discern.
"Greetings, King of Hell, greetings, Southern King of Hell."
Jiang Lin cupped his fists and, under Yan Luo's gaze, briefly explained the matter of the forbidden art.
A girl possessing a forbidden art used her life as a sacrifice to activate a large-scale forbidden art.
And...
The 'great demon' summoned by him—Lou Yangzi.
Jiang Lin kept his head slightly lowered as he spoke.
The atmosphere in the hall was quiet and carried a solemn and serious air, making it impossible to feel any disrespect.
Yan Luo and Nan Ming's gazes fell on Lou Yangzi, then shifted downwards in unison.
They looked at the shadow beneath his feet.
As the ghost directly involved, Lou Yangzi felt as if the sky and earth were shaking.
The ground in the Underworld was very uneven, making it difficult to stand.
Yet, he held his breath, daring not to move rashly.
What if he was mistaken for a mosquito and crushed with a single finger... wouldn't that be a tragedy?
A moment later, Jiang Lin had said all he needed to say.
He stood there, silent.
Yan Luo examined the two ghosts below, her expression somewhat playful.
Suddenly, she extended her hand, and a suction force emanated from her palm.
Before Lou Yangzi could even react, his entire ghostly form was pulled in front of Yan Luo, about a meter away from her palm.
He was unable to move, as if confined by an invisible cage.
"You have lived for quite some time... let me see if there's anything of value."
As Yan Luo spoke, her eyes flashed as she looked at Lou Yangzi, resembling a vast starry sea.
Mysterious, beautiful.
Beneath this vast starry sky, everything became insignificant, and all living beings were involuntarily drawn to it.
With just one glance.
Lou Yangzi froze in mid-air, his eyes vacant.
In his mind, something seemed to be moving and flipping rapidly.
But it didn't linger at all.
His thoughts drifted forward with that invisible force, as if traversing the river of time.
Time seemed to slow down at this moment.
Various thoughts surfaced in Lou Yangzi's mind; at times he feared being crushed, at times he felt the urge to call for help, and at times he recalled every little detail from his time in the small world.
But as soon as these thoughts appeared, they vanished immediately, leaving no trace.
In the face of the river of time, he seemed so insignificant.
...
After an unknown amount of time,
Lou Yangzi had lost all sense of time.
He seemed to be wandering in his own world, walking on a long river of stars.
On either side of the river of stars were scenes that felt like they happened yesterday.
The sky was clear and bright, with tourists coming and going.
It was a good day for business.
In the restaurant, waves of customers came in hungry and left with the aroma of wine.
As they left, they held a handful of beans given away for free at the counter.
Chatting with friends, they ate the beans casually.
"Waiter, what are today's specials?"
A young man walked in through the main door and went straight to the counter, asking familiarly.
The young man was dressed in green, with a jade pendant at his waist.
He was slightly plump, with a round face.
His eyes were bright, and there was a smile on his lips; as soon as he spoke, he exuded the aura of a regular customer.
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