Suddenly hearing the fierce ghost utter these words.
Everyone present, our hearts sank.
"What, it's going to collapse?"
Several of us spoke almost in unison.
Our expressions filled with disbelief.
What a joke!
How long have we been here, and this passage, which should have collapsed long ago or not collapsed, is about to collapse now?
Just as I was about to ask for more details about what was going on.
The fierce ghost quickly corrected itself:
"Esteemed Taoist priests, please don't be anxious.
Although this ghost realm is about to collapse, it won't be right now.
It's just that recently.
The ghost realm itself has become unstable, with many passages and entrances opening automatically.
This has led to too much Yang energy surging in.
These buildings made of Yin materials and Yin resources, once they come into contact with Yang energy, will gradually dissolve and dissipate.
Only when the entire structure completely disappears might the passage collapse..."
Hearing what the Black Nether Ghost King said, our group finally breathed a sigh of relief.
So that's what was happening.
But, I also gathered from his words that.
There was more than one Yin-Yang passage in this Illusory Ghost Realm.
Besides the elevator at Qinggang Building, there were other entrances and exits.
But those were not important. Our main objective now was to free those innocent souls.
My Uncle took a deep breath and nodded:
"That's good, as long as there's no major danger.
Continue to lead the way, take us to where the souls are imprisoned!"
The Black Nether Ghost King dared not delay, nodding repeatedly:
"Yes, yes! Please, please, everyone continue forward, keep moving forward!"
As he spoke, he pointed the way ahead.
Old Mo, pulling the rope, made him walk in front.
Xia Qiu Xi and I were on the sides, guarding against the surroundings.
After all, this was a ghost realm, and we had to be cautious at all times.
We soon walked out of these replicated phantom garages.
And arrived at a large square paved with white stone bricks.
In the center stood that ghost palace.
However, upon reaching this large square, the white stone bricks and buildings around it were emitting black mist.
As if eroded, they were slowly decomposing.
The speed was slow, but it looked very eerie.
We walked across the decomposing square, step by step.
There were no plants around, only the pervasive black mist and the sound of our footsteps, which felt quite chilling.
And this fierce ghost, while leading the way, was also introducing us to this "ghost realm."
He said that such abandoned Yin-Yang passages were very rare.
These passages were built and connected by the Underworld.
They were used to allow souls to leave the mortal world and travel to the Passage to Two Realms.
And this one, with Yin-Yang passages and ghost buildings, was even rarer.
Because passages had a limited lifespan.
Once abandoned, they would collapse and self-destruct.
And according to this fierce ghost, this Illusory Ghost Realm had existed for at least eighty years.
Because this fierce ghost had died eighty years ago.
After death, because of his flattery, he was taught some evil techniques by Miao Nanzi and learned to cultivate.
At the same time, he was appointed here to manage the ghost realm of souls.
He even declared himself king, acting arrogantly and with great authority.
Who would have thought he would fall into our hands?
And he begged us to spare his life...
As he spoke, the fierce ghost led us up a long flight of stairs into the interior of the ghost palace.
The palace interior was quite spacious.
Most areas were dark, and overall it resembled a government office.
There was no decoration, only thick black wooden beams.
Besides that, mournful cries of "wuwuwu" could be heard from time to time within the palace.
Those sounds were from the innocent souls imprisoned here.
The Black Nether Ghost King said that these souls were all living souls used as fertilizer for the Undying Rice.
His task was to guard the souls here and be responsible for fertilizing the Undying Rice.
Every so often, many living souls would be brought in.
Once the Undying Rice was planted, specialists would come to harvest it.
As for a living person like Chu Yue accidentally entering this Illusory Ghost Realm, this was the first time in decades.
As we spoke, we had already passed through several large rooms.
And entered a long corridor.
The crying here was even louder.
"Wuwuwu..."
Some ghosts were even shouting:
"Let me out, let me out..."
"..."
After a short while, we reached the end of the corridor.
There was a large black door here.
The Black Nether Ghost King stopped and bowed to us:
"Esteemed Taoist priests, those living souls are inside."
"Then what are you waiting for? Open it quickly!"
Uncle said with a cold voice.
The ghost king showed a look of grievance:
"Taoist priests, my hands... my hands are bound..."
Seeing this, Uncle gave Old Mo a look.
Old Mo glared fiercely at the Black Nether Ghost King:
"You better not play any tricks, or I'll scatter your soul immediately."
"No, no, no, this subordinate wouldn't dare, this subordinate absolutely wouldn't dare."
Although the fierce ghost said so, I always felt that this guy was brewing some conspiracy.
We hadn't seen a single ghost on the way here.
It was too smooth.
I don't know if I was being overly suspicious or what.
But I remained vigilant towards this ghost.
Next, Old Mo loosened the black dog hair rope that was tied around the Black Nether Ghost King.
As soon as he was untied, the fierce ghost moved his limbs.
And with a forced smile, said:
"This subordinate will open the door now."
After saying that, he suddenly spat out a red tongue and inserted it into the keyhole.
With a series of "kaka" sounds.
The large black door let out a muffled "bang," and a burst of icy Yin energy erupted.
Followed by a "weng weng weng" sound as it automatically opened.
Good heavens, the door was opened with a tongue...
And the moment the large door opened, all of us were stunned by the scene inside.
We saw that inside the large black door, green ghost fires were burning.
The interior space was vast, even larger than an indoor basketball court.
But from top to bottom, large iron cages were suspended.
The cages were packed with ghosts.
They were grabbing the iron bars of the cages and shaking them constantly.
Making "ding ding dong dong" sounds.
Some were begging for help, some were struggling, and some were crying loudly.
On the ground, there were patches of rice paddies.
They covered an area of at least three basketball courts.
But these rice paddies were not green; their leaves were pale white.
They were very thick and lush.
Shrouded in Yin energy, they swayed continuously.
Making "hua hua hua" sounds.
And those living souls bound in the iron cages, seeing us walk in from outside,
Began to shout frantically, shaking the iron cages with all their might:
"Let me out."
"Please, let me go!"
"I don't want to be fertilizer, I don't want my soul scattered..."
"..."
The voices were very loud and chaotic.
I roughly counted by looking up.
There were more than ten large iron cages, with an average of twenty to thirty living souls in each cage.
Calculating this way.
There were at least four to five hundred living souls bound here...