"Hehehe … I knew you would fall for it!"
Meng Po, who was hiding in the dark, saw Du Feng's agitated look and knew that he wanted to intervene in Du Zhanfei's matter. The price of intervening in the Underworld's matter was huge. Not to mention Du Feng's Void Sea Realm Cultivation, even experts like the Four Sovereigns wouldn't dare to intervene in the Underworld's matter.
"Come back!"
Du Feng yelled, and his arm instantly lengthened. Like a giant python, it coiled towards Du Zhanfei on the Bridge of Helplessness. He didn't care if everything in front of him was an illusion. He had to save his loved ones regardless of whether they were real or fake. Otherwise, how could he face his mother, Liu Fei?
"Wuu …"
At this moment, a sinister wind suddenly swept towards Du Feng's arm. His Giant Arms Technique was obstructed and stopped behind Du Zhanfei. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move forward. Du Feng was no longer able to control the Spirit Array at this moment. A real force of the Underworld interfered and firmly blocked him outside the Bridge of Helplessness.
"Break!"
Du Feng let out a roar and forcefully activated the Giant Arms Technique. His two thick arms stretched forward with all his might. He planned to use his hands to grab Du Zhanfei who was standing on the bridge.
"Who, who is it?"
Du Zhanfei seemed to feel something. He had planned to continue walking forward, but he suddenly stopped again. He kept looking back, but he couldn't see anything.
"Feng 'er, is that you?"
Perhaps due to the influence of the Seventh Prince's bloodline, Du Feng couldn't help but tremble when he heard this sentence. It was a kind of relationship where blood was thicker than water. No matter how high one's Cultivation was, it couldn't be stopped.
"It's me, it's me. Come back quickly. Go back. "
Du Feng yelled, hoping that Du Zhanfei would go back. As long as Du Zhanfei took a step back, his hand would be able to grab him. As long as Du Zhanfei's soul was saved, everything else would be easy.
In fact, Du Zhanfei couldn't hear Du Feng's voice at all, but he seemed to have sensed something. Although she didn't turn around, the queen subconsciously took half a step back. At this time, Du Feng's fingers just happened to touch Du Zhanfei's clothes. If only he had taken a full step back, he would have been able to grab it. This half a step was neither too much nor too little. It was just enough to reach it, but he couldn't grab it. It was so frustrating.
"Master, watch me!"
The ghost servant volunteered and jumped onto the Bridge of Helplessness, wanting to interfere in Du Zhanfei's matters.
"How dare you!"
At this moment, a dignified voice rang out. Judge Cui Daoming appeared on the other side of the Bridge of Helplessness. What kind of joke was this? Forcefully interfering with the life and death of another? That was going against the Heavenly Dao! The previous Great Emperor Yanluo was a kind-hearted person. He secretly let good people return to the sun to reminisce with his family. In the end, he was punished by the Heavenly Dao and was sent from the First Yama Palace to the Fifth Yama Palace.
Du Feng, a small human martial artist, dared to interfere in the affairs of the Underworld with a ghost servant. He was truly courting death.
"Ah!"
Seeing Judge Cui Daoming appear, the ghost servant was so scared that he immediately shrank back. Not to mention him, even the most powerful ghost cultivator wouldn't dare to resist when they saw Cui Daoming. That was a Judge, a Judge with the Book of Life and Death. Below the Ten Yama Kings, the Judge was the most powerful. Even Meng Po was half a level lower than him.
"Go!"
Cui Daoming pointed the pen in his hand at Du Zhanfei, and a yellow light shot into his forehead. Du Zhanfei immediately became stupid. He lowered his head and walked forward obediently, no longer being disturbed by Du Feng.
"No, don't go!"
Du Feng was unwilling, truly unwilling, but there was nothing he could do. In the face of the powerful Judge Cui Daoming, even the strongest martial artist in the God of War Continent was helpless. Unless he could break free from the shackles of the Heavenly Dao and break through the void, he would no longer be restricted by reincarnation. Otherwise, when his lifespan was about to end, he would be recorded in the Book of Life and Death. With a stroke of Cui Daoming's pen, there would be Yin Messengers who would take his soul away.
"You little brat, you really don't know any better. Du Zhanfei is a great philanthropist of the past nine generations. Right now, he is about to go to the Heavenly Dao to enjoy his life. Why are you interfering?"
Du Zhanfei couldn't see Du Feng outside the formation, but Judge Cui Daoming could. This time, if he didn't intervene, not only would Du Feng not be able to save Du Zhanfei, he might even be dragged into the River of Forgetfulness. If he followed the River of Forgetfulness, he would reach the Bridge of Forgetfulness controlled by Meng Po.
At that time, no matter how capable Du Feng was, he wouldn't be able to escape the palm of that old ghost woman's hand. This time, things were too mysterious. Meng Po took advantage of Du Feng's weakness of caring for his family and almost made him fall into a trap.
"Damn you, Old Cui, you dare to interfere in my business."
When Meng Po saw this, she was so angry that she nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. In order to trick Du Feng, she had spent a lot of energy. After all, the upper bridge of the Bridge of Forgetfulness wasn't under her control. If she wanted to imitate it in Du Feng's formation, the price she had to pay was not small.
Last time, when she forcefully sent Zhan Batian's soul into the Asura Realm, it didn't even cost her as much as this time.
"What Heavenly Dao's blessings? It's just being a puppet that doesn't resist."
Du Feng knew that Judge Cui meant well, but he still wasn't willing to give up. A martial artist's goal was to break through the void and ascend to the Upper Realm. Only then would one be a true powerhouse. Even in the Upper Realm, one could continue to cultivate and wouldn't be bullied by others.
The so-called Heavenly Dao of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, to put it bluntly, was to go to a place where there was no fighting and enjoy a period of time. When the time was up, one would still have to fall into the Mortal Realm and reincarnate and suffer all over again. One wouldn't be able to freely control one's own fate.
My fate is up to me, not the Heavens. Du Feng didn't believe in the Heavenly Dao or the Mortal Realm. He only believed that man could conquer the Heavens. As long as one was strong enough, all rules could be broken. Even Heaven's Return was no exception.
"Ah! Ah! "
Seeing Du Zhanfei's figure disappear, Du Feng screamed in anger. Like a madman, he smashed the Pseudo Bridge of Forgetfulness into pieces. The Ghost Servant, this guy, knew how to make use of waste. He sucked the broken Bridge of Forgetfulness, the small pavilion, and other items into his stomach.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
Du Feng's huge fist was invincible, smashing everything into pieces. However, there was one thing that he couldn't break no matter what. It was the stone tablet that recorded the joys and sorrows of life.
"Don't go crazy, kid. Remember to come to Plentiful City to find me."
Cui Daoming gently waved his hand, and the stone tablet flew up out of thin air. It turned into a stream of light and went into his sleeve.
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