It didn't matter if they were good or bad, as long as they were weak, they would be bullied. The so-called Book of Life and Death, which determined whether one was good or evil, was just a part of the process. If one didn't even have the ability to pass through the Evil Dog Ridge and Golden Chicken Ridge, they wouldn't even have the chance to reach the Magistrate and would lose the chance to reincarnate.
On the other hand, more evil people could pass through the Evil Dog Ridge and Golden Chicken Ridge. This was especially true for those who had committed all sorts of evil acts in their lives. Even in death, they could still fight with the evil dogs. Or those who were quick-witted would let others take the lead and take the opportunity to slip away. This was also why, when it came to the Magistrate's trial, evil people made up the majority, but not many good people. Because most good people died halfway.
"The next stop should be the Wild Ghost Village."
Du Feng had heard of the story of the Wild Ghost Village. It was a place where the souls of those who had lost their limbs were eaten by the dogs, or those who had lost their eyes and noses were pecked off by the Golden Rooster. They had become wailing wild ghosts and gathered here. Because there were so many people, it looked quite lively. Upon closer inspection, it was actually very miserable.
"Yes, it is indeed the Wild Ghost Village. Should we go in?"
The ghost servant observed Du Feng's expression and seemed to be a bit unhappy.
"No, let's go straight to the Bridge of Helplessness."
Du Feng couldn't be bothered to continue watching. All the evil done in the human world would be repaid in the Underworld was all a lie. However, in the human world, the Underworld, and even in the Heaven Realm, the strong would always be strong, and the weak would always be weak. The weak would always be stepped on by the strong, and there was no way to resist. If it wasn't for the Ultimate Emperor Realm Cultivation, he wouldn't have been able to walk on the Yellow Springs Road and enjoy the scenery.
Choosing to walk the path of a martial artist was equivalent to choosing to fight against fate. However, this trip to the Yellow Springs Road made Du Feng even more confident. He wanted to be strong, strong enough to surpass the Yama Emperor, the World Protector, and everything in the universe. At that time, he would naturally not be bound by anything.
"Alright, I'll lead the way."
The ghost servant was very familiar with the route in the Underworld. He led Du Feng past the rest of the stops and went straight to the Bridge of Helplessness. He wanted to see how Meng Po was doing. If she still wanted to fight, then he would accompany her to the end.
Huh? Du Feng was following the ghost servant when a city gate suddenly blocked his way. He could only see the city gate, but not the city walls. It was just an empty gate. There was also a pair of couplets written on the door. The first couplet read, 'Humans and ghosts, humans and ghosts walk different paths'; the second couplet read, 'Yin and Yang, Yang and Yin, Yin and Yang are forever separated'. In the middle, there was a black plaque with three gold-painted characters, 'Fengdu City'.
Damn, why did I come to Necropolis? And where did the ghost servant go? Someone in the Underworld must have played a trick and purposely changed the route so that he would arrive at Fengdu City in advance. Du Feng didn't fall for this and kicked the city gate open. It didn't matter if you were a human or a ghost, it all depended on who was stronger.
He had just entered a few doors when he saw two pieces of cloth hanging down from above. On them were the words: "In the three worlds of the living, accumulating good and doing evil is up to you. Since time immemorial, who has Hell spared? "
"You're finally here!"
Du Feng was looking up and down when a voice suddenly sounded in his ear. It would have been fine if it had said something else, but it just had to say 'you're finally here'. It made it seem like he had been waiting for a long time. Reflexively, Du Feng punched out. He then heard a miserable cry, and a ghost cultivator was sent flying by him.
Who was he trying to scare? One had to know that Du Feng was now an Ultimate Emperor Realm expert. When he was in the Ascendant Realm, he dared to fight against Ultimate Emperor Realm martial artists. Now that he had advanced to the Ultimate Emperor Realm, there really weren't many existences that could make him afraid.
"Hahaha … Brother Du, don't be angry."
At this moment, a fatty wearing a purple robe walked out with a laugh. He held a flag in his right hand and a vermillion gourd hung from his waist. His face was a bit dark to begin with, and he had a full beard. He didn't wear his purple robe properly either, revealing a pile of black curly hair on his chest.
"So it's Magistrate Cui. What brings you here?"
Du Feng recognized him. This person was Cui Daoming. Just like Granny Meng, he was also an Emissary of the Underworld. His Cultivation level was slightly higher than Granny Meng's, and his position was also slightly higher. However, he was still in the Ultimate Emperor Realm. He hadn't even reached Great Circle yet.
The fact that Necropolis City's gates had suddenly flown in front of Du Feng was definitely his doing. This was because Cui Daoming was normally in charge of Necropolis City. To put it bluntly, if he wanted any ghost to come directly to Necropolis City's main hall, they wouldn't have to go through Vicious Dog Ridge or Golden Chicken Ridge. However, whether the Book of Life and Death determined good or evil wasn't something that he could change. This was because the result was already set in stone from the very beginning.
To put it bluntly, the Book of Life and Death was a very high-level treasure. Magistrate Cui Daoming's magic power hadn't reached the level where he could modify the Book of Life and Death, so he couldn't change the result of the book's judgment. He could only act according to the results, lest he offend Emperor Yama.
However, as long as his Cultivation level was high enough and he was strong enough, the Book of Life and Death's judgment could still be changed. Since he was already in Necropolis City, Du Feng really wanted to see just what the Book of Life and Death was.
"If I didn't stop you, you would've caused a huge disaster."
It turned out that Cui Daoming knew that Du Feng had forced Granny Meng to self-destruct in the underworld passage. Moreover, he would also cause trouble for Granny Meng after entering the Underworld. Now that Granny Meng had been punished by Emperor Yama, she was chained to the Bridge of Helplessness and wasn't allowed to wander around.
If Du Feng really went to the Bridge of Helplessness and saw Granny Meng, they would definitely start fighting again. Cui Daoming wasn't worried that Du Feng couldn't beat Granny Meng, but he was afraid that he would beat Granny Meng to death. If he beat Granny Meng to death in the human world, she would be considered to have left her post and broken the rules. If she died in the human world, Emperor Yama wouldn't be able to do anything. After all, the human world also had a guardian.
However, he was now in the Underworld, the territory of the Yin World. If Du Feng killed Granny Meng on the Bridge of Helplessness, it would be a huge taboo in the Yin World and a slap in the face to Emperor Yama. At that time, the Emperor would be furious, and he wouldn't be able to leave alive.
"So that's how it is. Thank you for the reminder, Brother Cui."
"By the way, where did my ghost servant go?"
Du Feng wasn't stupid. He naturally knew that he couldn't kill Granny Meng here. From the beginning, he only planned to observe the situation. If they really met, they might fight, but he definitely wouldn't choose to kill her in the other party's territory. However, Cui Daoming also had good intentions, so he thanked him first. Then, he asked another question, which was where his ghost servant had gone.
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