C146 Underground Ghost Hell

Yin Qi?

Wang Baoyu couldn't help but think of the Ghost Clan, the wandering Ghost Clan citizens, and the statue of the Great Ghost King.

To this day, the Ghost Clan was still a mystery to him.

In the past, Wang Baoyu had always thought that ordinary people wouldn't easily get involved with the Ghost Clan, but now, he had an intuition that friction and interaction were inevitable.

The white boat floated in the air until the sky turned dark. Just like what Little White said, Wang Baoyu could feel a stifling pressure coming from below.

"Let's go over and take a look!"

Wang Baoyu released the barrier of light covering his robe. Riding on the small boat, he slowly descended into the violent winds.

The closer they got to the ground, the denser the Yin Qi became. Wang Baoyu lit up the Night Light Stone, put away his flying magic tool, and searched the ground with great difficulty. Finally, he made an astonishing discovery.

An earthen yellow hill that was only a dozen or so meters tall was at the foot of the hill, and a dusky miasma was constantly being emitted. The wild wind seemed to have been infused with energy and became violent.

Although there was a barrier of light separating them, Wang Baoyu could still feel that cold and decadent aura. His despair and helplessness caused him to feel restless.

Wang Baoyu gathered his courage and approached the Yin Qi. There was a deep well in the cave, and the Yin Qi came from below. The black cover made from some unknown material was thrown to the side.

At this moment, Wang Baoyu finally understood the reason behind the raging winds. Perhaps it was because of the loss of the sand, but the entrance to the well was exposed. Afterwards, a cultivator on the island curiously lifted the lid of the well.

It was impossible to know if this cultivator that caused trouble was alive or dead, but as long as the well lid was closed once more, the gale would stop.

"Little White, is this well cover dangerous?"

"Let me think. This seems to be a piece of Yin Jade. Ordinary people are not allowed to come into contact with it, but Master should be fine." Little White thought.

"Why am I fine?"

"Master doesn't have a soul core, and master has a soul. It's unimaginably powerful."

"Soul?" "How powerful is it?"

"I can't say. It seems very much like the soul, but I don't know why it would appear on you."

"Hur hur, you only know how to compliment me!"

Wang Baoyu laughed out loud. A stream of zhen Qi shot out, easily lifting the lid of the well. Its movement was extremely slow, and if there was any discomfort, it would immediately be thrown away.

Everything was normal. Just as they were about to cover it up, a woman's resentful voice sounded out, "Baoyu, where are you? Don't leave me! "

With a clatter, Wang Baoyu's hand trembled, and the well lid fell back onto the ground. He turned his head and asked in surprise, "Little White, did you hear someone call out my name?"

"I didn't hear it!" Lil 'White shook his head. "Most of the Ghost Clan can't talk and likes to communicate through soul consciousness."

The voice was so familiar, so ancient, so familiar. Just who was calling?

Wang Baoyu took a deep breath and said, "Little White, let's break in and see what's inside."

"It's fine, I don't feel the existence of any powerful Ghost Race."

Wang Baoyu raised the Night Light Stone, and with great difficulty approached the place where Yin Qi was gushing out. He unexpectedly discovered that there were steps built into the circular hole.

The Yin Qi constantly tore at the light barrier, causing it to distort. Wang Baoyu controlled his steps and walked down the stairs. After walking for who knows how long, he suddenly saw a new world in front of him.

The top of his head was a hazy gray, and it was hard to tell if it was a rocky layer or the sky. Beneath his feet was a greyish gray soil. There were no plants, only a continuous stream of gray soil.

Seeing this scene, Wang Baoyu began to hesitate. He didn't know if he would be able to find a way back down.

"Master, don't worry, I will remember the way here. The Ghost Realm is not a maze." Lil 'White said.

Wang Baoyu finally stepped down from the last step, stepping on this deathly still land. A firm feeling came from beneath his feet, causing him to feel slightly relaxed.

Not far, when he passed by a mound, he was surprised to find that he could see the situation inside the mound through the faintly discernible Yin Qi.

Inside, there were a few figures walking around in a rectangular space. They did not talk to each other, and when they touched each other, they would immediately disperse like zombies.

"Are they humans or ghosts?"

"Of course it's a ghost. I feel like this is more like a prison." Lil 'White said.

"Don't you need to look after it?" Wang Baoyu asked in confusion.

"As long as they leave this place, their souls will completely scatter. Even if the door is wide open, they will not leave. To be exact, I don't dare. " Lil 'White analyzed.

Of course, Wang Baoyu didn't think about letting these ghosts go. That would be an extremely stupid move, and he continued to walk forwards. Besides those ghostly shadows in the mound, he didn't run into any other ghostly clan along the way.

The atmosphere had always been depressing and depressing. Fortunately, Little White had spoken. If Little White had come alone, he would very likely have gone crazy.

In a mound, Wang Baoyu suddenly discovered two old men in overalls, who were in the midst of a boring rotational fist fight.

Fantasy Neptune duo!

He never thought that their souls would be trapped in this place. Wang Baoyu closely observed and confirmed that it was these two sinners.

Perhaps in the eyes of the Huan Sea Duo Xiong, Wang Baoyu was invisible. Their eyes were empty and confused, they simply couldn't see the outside.

"I still can't figure it out. The Ghost Clan took these souls, but now they want to trap them here. What are their intentions?"

"I think that those who are powerful and obedient will be transformed into true Ghost Clan members. Those who have mediocre aptitudes and are disobedient will be completely eliminated, or let out, and they will be reincarnated into adulthood."

"You're saying that the Ghost Clan is controlling Samsara?" Wang Baoyu was shocked.

"Master, the rules here are too strange. I don't know either. The previous six paths of reincarnation were managed by the Underworld. It's a separate world, and it's definitely not like this where people mix together."

If he couldn't figure it out, then so be it. Wang Baoyu continued to walk forward, hoping to discover something.

After walking for an unknown distance, a dark palace suddenly appeared in front of them. There was no one guarding it, and there weren't any ghosts either. This prison of the Ghost Clan was more like an abandoned land.

The door of the palace was pushed open. A flickering flame could be seen inside, and the ground beneath his feet was a black stone with bursts of black qi swirling around it. It was as if he was stepping on empty space.

On the high platform, there was a large chair all by itself. From the carvings, it seemed more like a woman's chair.

Wang Baoyu walked over to that chair and concentrated for a long time. He could feel nothing but loneliness.

After circling around the chair, there was a small door. Wang Baoyu pushed it open and walked into the room. It was a woman's room. There was a corner of the bed, and it was covered with dark red bedding.

On the opposite side of the bed was a tall bronze mirror. Wang Baoyu was puzzled; could it be that ghosts also wanted to look in the mirror?

When he stood in front of the mirror, the scene inside caused him to be stunned once again.