"This is…A feeling of 100% approval?"
Bai Jue opened his eyes, and his gaze flickered. He raised his right hand and spread it open. Black fog appeared and moved according to Bai Jue's thoughts, changing into various shapes.
At this moment.
Bai Jue felt that all his abilities had a small increase.
In the Yama, the increase in the density of the Yin Qi would increase the strength of the undead and malicious ghosts it absorbed.
but...
The Yama Domain was still not unlocked.
Perhaps he would have to wait until he reached Rank-3.
There was also the fifth ability that was introduced in the manual.
There was still no clue.
However, Bai Jue was certain that the figure he saw earlier was definitely the consciousness of the Ghost Festival.
However…
He did not quite understand.
What was the last sound?
Shaking his head, Bai Jue did not understand. He did not want to waste any more time thinking about it. Instead, he picked up the secret manual he had obtained from Sikong Xi and opened it.
This was a secret manual from another civilization called the Breath Concealing Art. It did not increase one's combat power, but the main thing was to hide one's aura and even one's realm.
According to the novels that Bai Jue had read in the past, this kind of secret manual was necessary to pretend to be a pig to eat a tiger.
Bai Jue quickly flipped through the book, and his mind was filled with enlightenment.
Bai Jue had comprehended it just by looking at it once.
With his current level of comprehension and the fact that this Breath Concealing Art wasn't too difficult, it was very easy for him to comprehend it.
He put down the manual.
Bai Jue took a deep breath. The prayer power in his body flowed through a special route. Suddenly, the fierce and sharp aura on his body began to slowly disappear, as if it had been absorbed into his body.
Then, Bai Jue's aura seemed to be that of an ordinary person.
"Phew."
Bai Jue opened his eyes and let out a deep breath. He felt much more relaxed.
"It's almost time to go out for dinner.”
With the baleful aura retracted, there was no need to cause fear.
Bai Jue got up and moved around a little. He packed his things, took his wallet, and prepared to go out.
[Hint: Qing Ming is very fond of you.]
In his mind.
A notification suddenly sounded.
Bai Jue was stunned.
Bai Jue muttered to himself with a puzzled look in his eyes. "What do you mean? Why did it suddenly appear?"
After thinking for a while, Bai Jue still couldn't figure it out. He shook his head and left the house.
What Bai Jue did not know was…
...
In an unknown place.
Fengdu City.
Yin Qi surrounded them and ghostly roars sounded.
The messenger of death patrolled the road and escorted the evil ghosts.
In the depths of the city, the eighteen levels of hell were terrifying. The screams of the ghosts were endless and extremely mournful.
At this moment.
In a certain spacious area in Fengdu.
The atmosphere was gloomy and evil spirits surged.
An old man sat on a huge rock with a bronze sword in his hand. He looked like an old man in his twilight years, but in reality, he had already died and turned into a malicious ghost. It was just that he was unwilling to reincarnate in Fengdu.
The old man held a rag in his hand and wiped the bronze sword in his hand. A cold light flickered on the blade.
However, no matter how he wiped it, there would be thick blood coming out, as if there was an endless pool of blood inside.
Behind the old man, there was a huge pit. In the pit, countless ghosts and evil spirits roared and roared angrily. They looked at the old man's back with dense resentment that had almost reached the point of materialization.
This place could be called a forbidden area in Fengdu.
Even the Ghost King didn't dare to get close to the terrifying resentment.
"How noisy."
The old man seemed to be irritated as he shouted.
He turned back to look at the countless evil ghosts in the pit, and his brows furrowed. Suddenly, a monstrous blood color appeared on the old man's back, covering the sky. He suddenly realized that the God of Killing was alive, and the monstrous killing intent and evil aura he emitted were almost completely mixed together. The deterrence caused almost all the evil ghosts in Fengdu to tremble, and fear appeared in their eyes.
At this moment, the countless undead in the ghost pit turned from their originally resentful roars to terrified sobs.
"This old man has been dead for a thousand years and has been sitting here for a thousand years.”
"A thousand years ago, I killed you. I thought that after you died, after I died, you would come to take revenge on me.”
"Boring, truly boring."
"The old me has sat here for a thousand years. Not a single one of you has the guts to attack the old me even once…"
As the old man spoke, he slowly stood up. There seemed to be a flash of lightning in his eyes as he shouted. "Trash, since you're trash, then don't make a ruckus for this old man. Otherwise, this old man will slaughter you all again after I die!!”
The voice fell.
The ghost pit was extremely quiet.
Not a single evil spirit dared to make a sound.
Suddenly.
Ta, ta, ta.
Footsteps sounded.
Not far away, a messenger of death with cold sweat on his forehead walked over hesitantly. He looked at the old man's back and hesitated for a moment before speaking respectfully. "Mister Gongsun, the Yama has invited you."
"What is it?"
"I don't know."
"Lead the way."
"Yes."
The old man left with the messenger of death.
The evil spirits were enraged once again and roared with resentment.
But in the next moment, a bronze sword shot over from afar and landed on the huge rock where the old man had been sitting.
After the Bronze Rank fell, the Ghost Pit was once again extremely quiet.
...
Yan Luo Dian.
The old man walked over with a calm expression and a hint of indifference. "What is it?"
On the high platform, the Ghost-faced Yama spoke directly. "Gongsun, perhaps you can go to the Yang World.”
"Hmm?"
Hearing this.
The old man's eyes flashed as he looked at Yama and asked with a frown. "Why?"
"It's related to your descendants, but it'll take some time before we know if you can go.”Yama stroked his beard and reminded.
The old man frowned as he stared at the Yama and spoke in a deep voice. "My descendants are in danger?"
"Heh, you don't need to worry. Your descendants are not in danger. It's just that the current Yang world is very different from when you died.”
Hearing Yama's words.
The old man was silent for a long time before he cupped his hands and slowly retreated.
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