Many people looked at the mummified old man. For many people, they had only heard of the mummified old man's reputation, but they had never seen the mummified old man. Now, they finally saw the mummified old man.
He might look ordinary, and he even gave people the feeling that he was old and about to rot, but everyone knew that the mummified old man was too powerful. This was an existence that could be called a god or a demon in the truest sense of the word. His strength was simply unimaginable. Anyone who encountered a figure as powerful as the mummified old man would find it difficult to deal with, including those who had surpassed their realm.
Lin Feng did not go forward to greet the mummified old man, because everything was said in silence. There was no need to say too much. When the mummified old man saw Lin Feng appear here, he probably knew what Lin Feng's purpose for coming here was. The mummified old man did not seem to see Lin Feng and the others. He continued to walk forward. His speed was not fast, but his pace was very special. It was an extremely special pace. It was as if the ground had shrunk into an inch. Although it was only a step, in the next moment, he was already a thousand meters away.
"Follow him."
Lin Feng waved his hand. Lin Feng and the others, as well as King Yanluo's army, followed behind the mummified old man. Many people had heard that the mummified old man had come to the Underworld, and they more or less knew that the mummified old man seemed to have a grudge with the Underworld. Although they did not know what kind of grudge there was, it was enough to know that there was a grudge.
Therefore, many people gathered in the area where the Underworld was, waiting for the mummified old man to arrive. However, in reality, many people did not know the mummified old man, so they came to the River of Forgetfulness. Only the mummified old man would go to the Underworld at this time. In addition, the mummified old man's body shape was easier to distinguish. Therefore, if he really came here, many people believed that they would still be able to recognize him.
However, when the mummified old man arrived, the cultivators who had already arrived at the River of Forgetfulness in advance recognized him at a glance. This was because the army of King Yanluo followed behind him. Now, they all knew that Lin Feng was with the army of King Yanluo. It was rumored that the mummified old man was released by Lin Feng.
Since the Yama King's Army had followed a shriveled old man here, it meant that Lin Feng should have already arrived here, so it was quite easy to determine the identity of the shriveled old man.
However, no one dared to talk about the mummified old man. The main reason was that the mummified old man was too powerful. He was practically a taboo character. Before the mummified old man came here, everyone only talked about him. But now that the mummified old man was here, it would be disrespectful to talk about him.
Many cultivators didn't know the old man's temper, so they simply didn't talk about him. However, many people were talking about Lin Feng. Now, Lin Feng had become a hot topic in the Underworld.
Whether it was the people of Underworld, the people of the Seventeenth Alliance, or the people of other forces, they were all talking about Lin Feng. A human cultivator had actually come to Hell to stir up a storm. Most importantly, this human cultivator had actually survived until now. It was quite a miracle.
"Which one is Lin Feng?" Someone asked curiously, wanting to see Lin Feng's glory.
"Do you see that Bone Dragon? That young human Young Master should be Lin Feng."
Someone then said.
Everyone looked over and saw a young and handsome Young Master standing on the Bone Dragon. That Young Master had an extraordinary aura. At a glance, one could tell that he was an extraordinary person. Many people couldn't help but secretly praise him. What a handsome Young Master. Shouldn't such a Young Master be a hedonistic son of a rich family?
However, the abilities that this fellow possessed were truly shocking.
Many people pointed at him and discussed spiritedly. Lin Feng naturally also saw the cultivators next to the River of Forgetfulness. He guessed that they were just a group of cultivators who wanted to watch the show. Therefore, Lin Feng didn't pay attention to them.
The Bridge of Forgetfulness that spanned across the River of Forgetfulness was now empty. It was emitting a gloomy and terrifying aura.
The mummified old man was the first to step onto the Bridge of Forgetfulness. Then, Lin Feng and the others also stepped onto the Bridge of Forgetfulness. King Yama's army also stepped onto the Bridge of Forgetfulness.
"Let's go and see." Many Nether Plane cultivators said.
Then, a group of cultivators followed behind and also stepped onto the Bridge of Forgetfulness.
Many cultivators were very excited because they felt that it was very likely that there would be a battle between the strongest cultivators. This was a battle that they were looking forward to. The main reason why they were looking forward to such a battle wasn't because they liked to watch the show. The main reason was that they liked to watch the battle between the strongest cultivators.
When they watched the battle between the strongest cultivators, they might be able to comprehend some Dao from their moves. At that time, it would be very beneficial to their own cultivation.
In history, there were many examples of people who had comprehended something from watching the battle between the strongest cultivators. Some even had breakthroughs in their own Dao.
Therefore, many people were keen to watch the battle between the strongest cultivators. This time, it was very likely that the battle between the strongest cultivators would be between the two strongest cultivators. How many stronger cultivators were born in an era? Cultivators of this realm were very rare. It was precisely because of this that the battle between the strongest cultivators of this realm was so attractive. It even made many people so excited that their bodies trembled. This wasn't an exaggeration.
Fengdu was the capital city of the Underworld. In the Underworld, this place was called Fengdu. However, in the World of the Living, it had other names. For example, some people called it the Ghost City, some called it the Underworld, and so on.
Now, the gates of Fengdu were tightly shut. On the city walls stood a dense army of cultivators. These cultivators of the Underworld were now waiting in formation. They didn't dare to be negligent. This situation was much better than the first time.
"He's here."
Many cultivators of the Underworld on the city walls, including some of the higher-ups of the Underworld, couldn't help but narrow their eyes.
They didn't know how many times they had heard of the mummified old man's reputation, but this was the first time they had seen him.
The atmosphere in the air seemed to have become incomparably heavy.
The mummified old man stopped and looked faintly at Fengdu.
Lin Feng walked out and looked in the direction of Fengdu. He shouted arrogantly, "Listen up, you bastards of Fengdu. Your Grandpa Lin Feng is here. If you don't want to die, hurry up and kneel down and kowtow to Grandpa Lin Feng ten times. Grandpa Lin Feng might spare your lives. Otherwise, you're dead meat. No one in the world can save your lives."
。 Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
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