"Return to where you came from, and you will know why."
"This is the gift I give you."
After saying those two sentences, Old Turtle closed his mouth.
No matter how Ao Bai asked, the other party just smiled and remained silent.
Seeing this,
She could only leave behind a pile of gifts she had prepared for visiting, and then left with the Seven-Colored Egg.
"Return to where you came from? The Dragon Palace?"
On the way back, Ao Bai helped guess, "Or, your mother's womb?"
But after saying it, she herself felt the idea was too bizarre.
Not to mention finding a dragon mother for the Seven-Colored Egg, just returning to the womb...
This was unlikely.
It completely violated the natural order of life and death.
"Or... a place you left behind before returning to the Dragon Palace?"
Suddenly, the Seven-Colored Egg in front paused and murmured, "The Underworld."
"Before coming to the Dragon Palace, I was in the Underworld!"
Thinking of this, the Seven-Colored Egg's expression changed greatly, and it turned to run towards the Dragon King's palace.
"Something must have happened in the Underworld! Master is in trouble!"
"Eh???"
Ao Bai was stunned, flicked her tail, and quickly followed.
If that were the case...
...
After obtaining permission from Grandpa Dragon King, Ao Bai and the Seven-Colored Egg left the Dragon Palace together.
They flew all the way to the mortal world and opened the Yin channel to the Underworld.
As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the Underworld, the two dragons were stopped.
"Sorry, your pass is no longer valid."
The gatekeeper said, solemnly returning the Seven-Colored Egg's pass.
"How is that possible?!"
The Seven-Colored Egg did not believe it, "This was issued to me by my master! He is Bai Wuchang - Captain of the Eighteenth Brigade!"
Even if a few years had passed, as long as the master guaranteed it, it could still be used.
To come and go freely in the Underworld!
The two gatekeepers exchanged glances and then carefully examined the Seven-Colored Egg, which had changed a lot.
It looked somewhat familiar.
However, they still did not let them pass, only explaining:
"The entire Eighteenth Brigade has sacrificed themselves. Once a ghost messenger guarantees their departure, the pass becomes invalid."
"If you have urgent matters, we can help you convey them."
"Or, you can contact a ghost messenger you know to help you get a new pass."
The Seven-Colored Egg stared at them blankly, feeling its head buzz.
It lost the ability to think for a moment.
It suddenly rushed forward, grabbed the collar of the gatekeeper on the right.
And shouted, "What did you just say? What happened to the Eighteenth Brigade?"
The gatekeeper who was grabbed frowned, but said nothing.
"I can understand your feelings. All members of the Eighteenth Brigade have sacrificed themselves."
"How is that possible! Where is Master?! Where is the captain of the Eighteenth Brigade?!"
The Seven-Colored Egg's chest heaved violently, "You're lying to me!"
"Let me in!"
As it spoke, it tried to rush inside.
Clang!
Two weapons blocked the gate.
The gatekeepers' expressions were solemn, "During this special period, please cooperate with our work."
"Get out of the way! I want to find Master!"
The two lights in the Seven-Colored Egg's eyes turned crimson, and its body changed, about to grow larger.
"Calm down!"
Ao Bai stepped forward and pulled it back, then took out a pass unique to the Dragon Clan and handed it to the gatekeepers.
"How about this one? This one can pass, right!"
The gatekeepers carefully checked it and then nodded.
They put away their weapons, "Please enter."
The next moment,
The gatekeepers felt their vision blur, and a gust of wind swept past.
When they looked again, the two dragons were no longer there.
"Bone Dragon... I seem to have heard of it somewhere."
One gatekeeper murmured, looking in the direction the Seven-Colored Egg had left.
...
The Seven-Colored Egg flew directly towards the direction of the Eighteenth Hall.
Master, Master...
Where are you?
Ao Bai followed closely, keeping an eye on the Seven-Colored Egg's movements while scanning the surroundings.
She then noticed that the entire layout of the Underworld had become more rigorous.
Compared to the first time she came a few years ago, the number of ghosts and monsters on the road had also decreased.
A serious and oppressive atmosphere permeated everywhere.
Suddenly, Ao Bai noticed that the Seven-Colored Egg in front had stopped.
She looked up and found that its expression was a little off.
Following its gaze, Ao Bai was also stunned.
The place where the Eighteenth Hall was originally located seemed to have been attacked.
It was severely damaged.
The once lush courtyard had become chaotic and lifeless.
Most importantly, there was no aura of any ghost messenger inside.
Instead...
Ao Bai frowned. Instead, there was a strange aura.
Where had she smelled it before?
"Master..."
The Seven-Colored Egg murmured and flew in.
The Eighteenth Hall was ruined, and there were no gatekeepers at the entrance anymore.
The Seven-Colored Egg looked at all the familiar sights, and past memories flooded back.
The swing, the slide...
And the arena over there, which Master had specially brought back from the South Hall and West Hall...
That's right!
It quickly ran to a corner of the courtyard to search for something, until it saw a faint red mark.
This small branch was still here!
It was planted by Master.
"This is the Eighteenth Brigade. The Eighteenth Brigade has not disappeared, they are all still here."
"They are all still here... those ghosts lied to me!"
"Master is so strong, how could he possibly lose..."
The Seven-Colored Egg searched left and right, trying to find more conclusive evidence.
Just then, a familiar figure passed by the Eighteenth Hall.
The Seven-Colored Egg immediately rushed forward, moving as fast as a gust of wind.
"Brother Zhou Zhou!"
On the opposite side,
A ghost messenger in a black robe, with long bangs covering his eyes and exuding a cold aura, stopped.
It was the captain who was promoted in the same year as Jiang Lin, the acquaintance from the trip to the Third Hall, who was also a dining companion: Captain of the Intelligence Brigade, Qin Zhouzhou!
Qin Zhouzhou stared at the Seven-Colored Egg for two seconds and actually recognized it, "Seven-Colored Egg?"
"Yes! You still remember me!"
The Seven-Colored Egg became even more excited. All of this proved that it was not wrong.
It remembered correctly.
Master was so strong!
Qin Zhouzhou nodded expressionlessly and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Her voice was as cold as ice shards.
But the Seven-Colored Egg, eager to confirm, did not notice this.
"I came back to see Master!"
The Seven-Colored Egg said anxiously, "Brother Zhou Zhou, do you know where Master went? Is he on a mission? I'll go find him."
"By the way, what happened here? Why are the houses all broken?"
Qin Zhouzhou looked at the Seven-Colored Egg's wide, crimson eyes.
She retorted, "Don't you already have the answer in your heart?"
The Seven-Colored Egg was about to be overjoyed, but then he heard her continue:
"From the moment you left the Dragon Palace and still couldn't sense Jiang Lin's presence, shouldn't you have had the answer?"
"He's dead."
"The Eighteenth Hall is ruined, and not a single member of the Eighteenth Brigade survived."
Now, the entire Underworld was still in a state of constant readiness.
The battle was not over yet!
...