First Summoner

Shen Yan guided his soul out of his body according to his memories of his past life, and the process was relatively smooth.

But the body without the soul fell down limply and was held in Feng Xingyao's arms.

Shen Yan looked at her body being held by Feng Xingyao, and felt a strange feeling in her heart.

Then she tried to enter the supernatural space.

It became.

Before she had the chance to talk to Wuying and the others, she sent her body in.

"Two masters!" Jiu Zhuan said in surprise. His round eyes looked at Shen Yan's soul and then at Shen Yan's body.

Ji frowned slightly, "Are you planning to enter the underworld as a soul?"

"Yeah." Shen Yan nodded.

She asked: "Ji, are you familiar with the underworld?"

"I can't say I'm familiar with it, because I was only active in the area under the jurisdiction of King Zhong Pei before." He lowered his eyes and pursed his pale lips. He raised his eyes and stared at Shen Yan: "I can lead the way."

Shen Yan met his gaze and suddenly asked, "I forgot to ask you, how did you enter the underworld?"

She could see that Ji was not just a ghost.

The so-called pure ghosts are the offspring of ghosts.

If you are not a pure ghost, then there is usually only one way to enter the underworld.

When a living being dies, if its heart is filled with overwhelming resentment that cannot be calmed or resolved, then it will fall into the hell layer of the underworld.

Once they fall into this place, these vengeful spirits will either transform into vicious evil ghosts or become resentful ghosts full of resentment. Regardless of which form of existence they take, they will gradually forget all their past memories under the influence of the strong ghost energy for many years.

If you are lucky, you may be able to wash away all the resentment in your body, thus escaping from this purgatory-like underworld hell and gaining a new life.

But if one is unlucky, one will be trapped in the hell of the underworld, enduring endless torture day after day, unable to live or die.

The underworld is also divided into different levels and classes.

The lowest status are evil ghosts and resentful ghosts, followed by ghosts that have been cleansed of resentment, and then pure ghosts.

Ji's throat choked slightly, and he said slowly: "I was originally a human. I was killed more than three hundred years ago and fell into the hell layer of the underworld. It took me sixty-seven years to leave the hell layer."

Wu Ying, Bai Ze, Chong Ming, Jiu Zhuan, and the green dumpling all looked at him.

"How old were you when you died?"

"Six years old."

There was a moment of silence in the supernatural space, and the atmosphere became somewhat solemn.

"Where are you originally from?"

Ji Nan felt his throat was a little dry and he was unable to speak for a moment. Every bit of memory before his death emerged in his mind.

"I can't remember." The young boy said softly with a pale face.

I can't hear any emotion.

Shen Yan saw that he didn't want to go into the topic, so she said, "If you remember, you can tell us."

Ji pursed his lips and responded muffledly.

Bai Ze spoke up at this time: "Master, are you really going to the underworld?"

"Yes."

"Then we will guard the master's body here." Bai Ze smiled gently.

Shen Yan nodded slightly, her eyes fell on the beautiful young man with a red mole on his forehead not far away. He was quiet and seemed like an immortal.

"I'll go too!" Chongming strode over, his handsome face full of excitement, "I haven't been to the underworld yet!"

When Jiu Zhuan heard this, he raised his hand, not wanting to be left behind, and acted like a good kid, "Master, I'll go too!"

Wu Ying: "I won't go."

Bai Ze smiled.

The green ball blinked and stared at Shen Yan, as if trying to be cute.

Ji sneered, "Once you enter the underworld, you will become the target of public criticism."

Each one of them is too conspicuous.

It's not the appearance, but the breath.

Shen Yan said: "You just stay here."

After hearing this, Chongming pouted in dissatisfaction. He looked at Ji and said, "Your underworld has many rules! It's not like our other world, where anyone who is capable can enter!"

Ji ignored him.

Afterwards, Shen Yan also moved Feng Xingyao's body in.

Now, Chi Yue, Shen Yan and Feng Xingyao were lying on the board in the same position.

...

When Shen Yan was about to open the door to the underworld, she was stopped by Feng Xingyao.

"Your summoning of the gate to the underworld like this will surely attract the attention of those with evil intentions in the underworld."

Shen Yan looked up at him, "Do you have a way to enter the underworld?"

"Have."

Feng Xingyao raised his hands and hugged Shen Yan's slender waist. His body shook, and in an instant he broke through the void in front of him.

With a sharp "swish" sound, the two of them sank into the dark and deep crack like meteors, and in the blink of an eye they entered into a chaotic, misty, and violent space turbulence.

Everywhere here is filled with surging energy and fierce gale, which seem to tear everything into pieces.

Feng Xingyao's expression was calm, as a layer of transparent defensive barrier emerged from his body, like a huge light shield, tightly protecting him and Shen Yan.

Then Feng Xingyao pointed his finger in a certain direction, motioning Shen Yan to look there.

Shen Yan raised her eyes and looked.

I saw an extremely strong black ghost energy spreading in the space barrier not far away. The ghost energy was intertwined and entangled with each other, forming strange and twisted air currents. It looked extremely eerie and terrifying, which made people shudder.

"This is the Underworld Array." Feng Xingyao chuckled.

As he spoke, he hugged Shen Yan and headed towards the underworld formation.

A white light appeared at the fingertips of his right hand, and it was very burning.

Shen Yan's eyes fixed slightly, and he was shocked.

"You also have the power of time and space?"

Feng Xingyao looked at her and explained patiently: "It's not the time and space power of your Shen family, it's just the power of space. Your Shen family can control time and space, but I can only control space."

In fact, Feng Xingyao couldn't help feeling a little confused. He had lived for so long, but he had never met anyone who could control the power of time and space, let alone heard of the existence of the Shen family.

Logically speaking, someone who can control the power of time and space should...

Shen Yan noticed that he was distracted and called out to him softly.

Feng Xingyao came back to his senses immediately, smiled at her, and held her waist tighter.

"Ayan, after entering the underworld, what do you want to do first? Do you have any idea?"

"To the observatory."

She had a vague feeling that there was something she had left there.

"Okay." Feng Xingyao sent out a white light from his fingertips, and in an instant, a crack slowly appeared in the underworld formation, and Feng Xingyao hugged Shen Yan and slipped inside.

In just a moment, the crack closed.

As soon as they stepped into the realm of the underworld, the cold and biting breath quickly wrapped around them like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

Looking around, the entire underworld was dark and gloomy, as if shrouded by a thick haze, making it difficult to distinguish the boundary between day and night.

In other words, there is no daytime in the underworld.

Although the two entered the underworld, they didn't know where it was.

This place looks like an ancient village, with houses scattered around and many ghosts walking around.

The characteristic feature of a ghost is its pale face, but otherwise it is not much different from humans.

Not far away, a clear stream flows by, making crisp and pleasant sounds as the water ripples.

By the stream stood a young girl of about fifteen or sixteen, dressed in linen clothes, looking graceful and elegant.