"Voice?" Wang Baole's mind trembled as he heard the voice echoing in his mind. It confirmed his suspicions.
The truth was that when he had first seen the tombstone, he had been wondering … who had built this tomb for the Hell-Emperor?
Most likely, it hadn't been built by the Hell-Emperor himself, although that was a possibility. However, Wang Baole had the feeling that it had been built by one of his descendants, or perhaps by one of his Cultivators.
Therefore, when he heard the voice, Wang Baole felt even more confident in his chances of success. After these thoughts passed through his mind, Wang Baole put them away. He stood in front of the glowing door, clasped hands, and then stepped inside.
As soon as he did, his vision grew blurry. A moment later, a new world appeared in front of Wang Baole. The sky was dark, and the ground was covered with mist. Off in the distance, he could see a tombstone that looked exactly like the one on the first level. However, because of the mist, it was impossible to see it clearly.
The only thing that could be seen was the countless wandering spirits in the fog below. They weren't quiet. Instead, they seemed to have formed a nation in the fog. There were seven nations, and from Wang Baole's position, he could clearly see that each of the seven nations had its own system, and there was a Spirit Emperor in each of them.
There were currently three kingdoms that were locked in fierce combat. The mist seethed, and miserable howls could be heard echoing out in all directions. The sight of it … caused Wang Baole to frown.
Actually, everything about the Hell-Emperor's Tomb seemed very strange to him. It didn't seem to be a simple burial ground.
"The illusion of the temple seems to be a reflection of one's memories …. The refinement on the first level seems to be a test of good and evil.
"Why is the Hell-Emperor's Tomb set up in such a way?" After a long moment, Wang Baole's eyes began to shine brightly. He hadn't seen much, but no matter how he thought about it, there was one theory that popped up in his mind.
This place … seems more like a choice … Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and was silent for a long while. He carefully observed the soul nation beneath him in the fog. This place had clearly existed for a very long time, and the battle between the souls within it was like a mortal nation. There seemed to be no beginning and no end. Furthermore, the fog couldn't block Wang Baole's vision, but it was obvious that … it could block the souls in this place.
As a result, Wang Baole's position was extremely transcendent. He was like a god looking down at the world. As he watched, he frowned again. He still couldn't figure out how to solve the problem. With a flick of his body, he entered the fog and walked towards the seven Soul Nations.
Wherever he went, none of the specters could sense his aura. Wang Baole was like an outsider as he walked through the world of souls.
He was looking for the entrance, but also observing the world of souls. As for his mentality, Wang Baole didn't need to deliberately change it. He naturally had the will of a divine spirit.
Other people in the Underworld Sect might be able to do the same, but it would be difficult. After all, the key to becoming a divine spirit was power, but the mentality was even more important.
It was a kind of calmness that required one to be indifferent to all life, to be devoid of emotions, to be detached from the outside world, and to not involve scheming. It was easy to say, but difficult to achieve. However, to Wang Baole, due to the enlightenment he had gained in his previous life on the Heavenly Fate Planet, as he understood and experienced it, his mentality had already reached such a level. After all, at that time, if he had been able to let go of everything, he could have stayed on the Heavenly Fate Planet and watched the rise and fall of the Dao Domain coldly.
What he needed to do was to observe and record.
After leaving the Underworld Sect, his mentality hadn't recovered in a short period of time. He had deliberately concealed it until now, and only then had he slowly returned to his original state. He could be considered to have returned from being an Immortal God to being a mortal.
Therefore, to Wang Baole, it was easy for him to change his mindset. The moment he changed his mindset, he sensed that in this world, in the heavens and earth, in the souls of all living beings, and in the boundless fog, there was … weeping.
It was indeed weeping. It seemed to be sorrowful, pleading, and telling …
Wang Baole stopped in his tracks and looked up at the fog around him. He sensed the fluctuations of the souls in this place, and gradually, he came to a complete understanding.
"This weeping is the result of not being able to enter the cycle of reincarnation. After endless deaths and awakenings, it formed weariness and accumulated sorrow. The test of this stage is for the disciples of the Underworld Sect to carry out their mission and send these souls into the cycle of reincarnation."
Wang Baole thought for a moment, then sat down cross-legged. The Underworld Fire in his body suddenly spread out. As it spread out, he closed his eyes and murmured softly.
"When Heaven and Earth are separated, the cycle of fate is stopped …."
As soon as the words left his mouth, the Underworld Fire that emanated from his body surged and spread out in all directions. In the blink of an eye, it filled the entire Soul World. Up in the sky, it merged with the mist, and gradually, an enormous figure appeared.
It was impossible to see the figure clearly. It was very blurry, but it was filled with majesty, as if it could suppress everything, as if it could replace the cycle of reincarnation.
The appearance of this figure caused all of the souls who were fighting within the Soul Kingdom to tremble. They looked up into the sky in confusion. The Soul Emperors and all of the other souls in the seven Soul Kingdoms all looked up at the same time.
This was especially true of the seven Soul Emperors. Their bodies trembled, and their eyes shone with anticipation.
As all of the souls in the Soul World looked up into the sky, Wang Baole sat there cross-legged. He spoke a second sentence.
"If you wish to know what happened in your previous life, the one who suffers in this life is …."
As soon as he said that, the entire Soul Realm began to tremble. The storage bag on Wang Baole's body opened automatically, and a black robe, a Dark Sampan, and a Lantern Oar appeared, shining brightly.
The robe landed on Wang Baole's body and covered his face. The underworld boat appeared beneath his feet and lifted him up. The lantern oar appeared in front of him and began to sway on its own.
The figure in the sky that countless souls were staring at did the same thing. The black robe, the lantern oar, and the underworld boat appeared. It was originally blurry, but now it was a bit clearer.
The Underworld Fire burned even brighter. Gradually, the figure became a vortex that caused the entire world to shake. The countless souls' eyes filled with desire.
This was especially true of the seven Soul Emperors. They all knelt down in worship. Soon, all of the other souls did the same.
The entire world shook. Countless souls knelt in worship. Wang Baole's third sentence left his mouth and reverberated in the hearts of all the souls present!
"If you wish to know what will happen in the next life, the one who suffers in this life is ….
"Guide, souls!"
The heavens and earth shook, and thunder rumbled in all directions. In the heavens, Wang Baole's silhouette became clearer. It was as if he had materialized. He sat on the giant Dark Sampan, raised his right hand, and waved it towards the Earth Spirit Realm. Instantly, the Dark Fire that spread out from his Dark Sampan churned and transformed into a Dark River!
Compared to the Underworld Rivers in the outside world, Wang Baole's Underworld River was much, much smaller. However, the aura it emanated was of the same origin. As soon as it appeared, a gravitational force spread out, causing the souls in the Soul World to look as if they had been freed. One by one, they flew up into the Underworld River.
As they flew up into the Underworld River, their faces grew blurry, and their facial features disappeared. Their bodies flickered in and out of existence as they transformed into soul light. As they merged into the Underworld River, they transformed into stars that dyed the Underworld River, making it look more like a river of stars.
It didn't take long for all of the souls in one of the nations to be pulled out of the Soul World. Then a second, a third, a fourth, a fifth ….
By this point, Wang Baole was trembling. His underworld fire seemed to be on the verge of collapsing, and he couldn't hold on long enough to pull out all of the seven nations. However, he had the feeling that what he was doing now would affect whether or not he would be able to acquire the corpse of the Hell-Emperor.
After a moment of silence, Wang Baole didn't open his eyes. However, his underworld robe glittered, and the aura of the underworld boat exploded out. The same thing happened with the Lantern Oar. In the end, all of the aura fused into … the lantern that was tied to the Lantern Oar.
The wick of the lantern had been dim at first, but now, it suddenly emitted a spark. A moment later … it lit up, and the light spread out to cover the Sixth Nation, the Seventh Nation, and all of the souls in the Spirit World were sucked into the Underworld River.
The world was empty!
The door of light appeared!
Wang Baole's eyes slowly opened. With enlightenment, he took a step forward, leading the Underworld River and the souls of the seven nations through the door of light.
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