Fantasy Starts With The Ancient Eucharist

Chapter 327: No One Can Be Less

Before entering the eighteenth floor of The Underworld, I ran into Jia Luo in the Twins Mansion. After reading one of his ancient books, he was sucked in by accident.

When they left from the exit at this time, they moved away from the Twin Palace and came directly to the end of the Bridge of Helplessness.

When Xiao Lin was in a daze, a voice of laughter came from behind him.

“Young man, why are you here so late, hurry up and drink soup.”

Xiao Lin was stunned and turned his head to see that it was Granny Meng with a kind eyebrow and a smile, coming behind him with two bowls of Granny Meng’s Soup.

“Grass!”

Xiao Lin couldn’t help but explode. Granny Meng saw the appearance of Xiao Lin and Yun Siqing clearly, and stared in astonishment: “It’s you two?”

“Didn’t you jump into the River of Forgetfulness before, why are you back here again?!”

“Uh, this… We were not prepared before.”

Xiao Lin was silent for a while, grabbed Yun Siqing and Jiang Wan’er, and jumped into the River of Forgetfulness with a plop.

“Goodbye in you, never again!”

Entering the bloody and foul-smelling water of the River of Forgetfulness, Xiao Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Wan’er asked puzzledly: “Xiao Lin, then why does Granny Meng know you two?”

“Well, we made a little joke with him before.”

Xiao Lin shrugged and smiled, telling Jiang Wan’er that he had pretended to jump into the River of Forgetfulness in order to avoid the Granny Meng’s Soup level when he passed the Bridge of Helplessness, but was actually hiding under the Bridge of Helplessness.

Jiang Wan’er was stunned for a while, and couldn’t help being in awe: “Granny Meng has been stationed at the Bridge of Helplessness for thousands of years. No dead soul crossing the bridge has ever fooled her.”

“You even tricked Granny Meng into a circle. It’s a terrific strategy.”

Xiao Lin shrugged and smiled helplessly: “It’s just a pity that in the end we were discovered by your father, King Chu Jiang, and we were invited all the way to The Underworld.”

After Xiao Lin killed Lei Newt last time, Lei Newt’s body turned into a big hand and brought him to The Underworld.

But this time for some reason, the Realm who entered the River of Forgetfulness for a long time, King Chu Jiang didn’t send anyone to greet them.

Fortunately, Jiang Wan’er led the way and took Xiao Lin and Yun Siqing all the way to the bottom of the River of Forgetfulness. After a while, I saw a gate carved with ice in the distance, exuding a swish of chill.

“Look, that is the entrance to The Underworld!”

Jiang Wan’er said excitedly: “Since I was a child, I have always been in the River of Forgetfulness, playing with me with Dad’s subordinates and the poisonous insects and beasts in the river.”

“After so many years, I finally go home!”

Xiao Lin frowned slightly, and asked in a deep voice, “What is that?”

In front of the ice gate, there was a huge mountain-like behemoth, with pungent blood oozing out of it, and bloodshot stained the surrounding river water to become red.

Jiang Wan’er’s pupils suddenly shrank, and she flew forward desperately.

Xiao Lin and Yun Siqing looked at each other and hurriedly followed.

When Xiao Lin took a closer look, it suddenly dawned on him.

This behemoth floating beside the ice gate is the giant octopus that is as black as ink, the mount of King Chu Jiang!

Only at this moment, Yin Hun Si was covered with scars and blood and blood, and had been killed for a long time, turning into a cold corpse.

“This…what’s going on…”

Jiang Wan’er muttered to herself in disbelief: “The Soul Spirit Division is my father’s favorite mount. It is super powerful and capable. There can be no creatures in the River of Forgetfulness that can kill him… ”

Suddenly, Jiang Wan’er reacted violently, rushing into the gate of the cold ice with anxious heart.

“Father, here I am!”

The Underworld has become a real piece of The Underworld.

The original blue ice wall around it had been stained with red patches at this time, exuding a pungent bloody smell.

Tens of thousands of Yin soldiers in dark blue armors were all brutally killed. The bodies were piled up and down, and the shocking scene made people shudder just by looking at them.

“Who did this on earth?”

Xiao Lin and Yun Siqing both had their faces in disbelief. Xiao Lin couldn’t help saying to himself: “Obviously, I have not left The Underworld in just half a day. How could the Underworld become like this?”

As if she had lost her soul, Jiang Wan’er knelt down in the middle of the corpse with a plop, two clear tears shed in her eyes.

“how so……..”

“How could it be, how could it be like this…”

Originally escaping from The Underworld on the 18th floor, Jiang Wan’er was full of desire to go home, eager to return to her father and be a Wu You carefree little girl again.

But she never expected that after returning home, what awaited her was such a thunderbolt.

After leaving The Underworld on the eighteenth floor, the real The Underworld is.

Yun Siqing unintentionally raised her head and glanced, her eyes widened in astonishment.

“Oh my God, isn’t that King Chu Jiang?!”

Xiao Lin glanced intently, and saw that it was indeed King Chu Jiang, who was covered in scars, nailed to the stone statue erected in the middle of The Underworld.

The stone statue that was originally solemn and majestic is now riddled with holes and devastation.

The king of Chu Jiang on the stone statue was also bloody and bruised. His blue domineering armor was torn apart. The stalk of the Styx ghost lotus was still in his hand, but the stamens had withered.

“father!”

Jiang Wan’er rushed forward desperately, slamming a fist on the stone statue, shook King Chu Jiang down and hugged it in her arms.

“Father, wake up!”

“Wan’er is back, open your eyes and take a look at me!”

Xiao Lin felt sour and couldn’t help but sighed slightly.

Even though they were far apart, he could still clearly feel that King Chu Jiang was dead.

And it completely destroyed the soul and soul, leaving only a dilapidated body in the world, and there is no chance to enter the eighteenth floor of The Underworld and reincarnate Samsara.

“Xiao Lin, I remember!”

Yun Siqing suddenly widened his eyes and said in a deep voice, “When we left The Underworld, we happened to catch up with Emperor Song of the Three Halls, King Biancheng of the Six Halls, and King Mount Tai of the Seven Halls.”

“The Lord Chu Jiang said that the Ten Temple Yama has not met each other for tens of thousands of years. The three of them must have made a rash visit. Could it be that they killed King Chu Jiang?”

Before Yun Siqing spoke, Jiang Wan’er stood up abruptly, her eyes red as blood, and blood filled her pupils.

“Is what you said true?!”

“If it is really what they did, I must kill them and avenge my father!”

“Miss Jiang, calm down first.”

Xiao Lin said solemnly, “In my opinion, it may not be that simple.”

“It is definitely one of the most difficult things to sit and watch the Yama of the Ten Temples, wanting to kill King Chu Jiang.”

“Don’t forget, your father Chu Jiang owns the Styx ghost lotus, which is connected to the Samsara black hole of the wheel king.”

“Even if he can’t deal with Emperor Song, King Biancheng, and King Mount Tai at the same time, he can also directly teleport himself to the Samsara black hole, and when he arrives at the land of the king of runners, he is protected by the king of runners. Who else can kill in this mansion? he?”