Tai Kula!

Kula!

La!

Qiao Yu's impassioned voice echoed before the gates of the underworld, leaving the numerous wandering souls completely bewildered.

They all felt that this man desperately wanted to say something impressive but was hindered by his limited education, resulting in a strained and awkward delivery.

Seeing the bewildered wandering souls, Qiao Yu grew irritated.

How could his speech be so moving, yet they showed no reaction whatsoever?

"Zhang Erhe, what you said doesn't seem to be working! None of these wandering souls are paying me any attention, let alone pushing the door!"

Zhang Erhe: "..."

Brother, do you really have no self-awareness?

With your outrageous speech, they're doing you a favor by not swarming you and beating you to death.

"Oh well, it seems I'll have to solve this myself after all."

Qiao Yu muttered, rising into the air. He then tightly gripped the Zhulong Yanyue Blade in his right hand, his murderous aura surging. In his left hand, Annihilation Divine Lightning crackled, transforming into a long lightning whip.

*Snap!*

With a flick of the lightning whip, terrifying silver-white arcs of lightning sprayed out. Any wandering soul touched by even a strand would instantly be annihilated.

"All of you, push the door! Hurry up! I'll kill anyone who doesn't!"

Qiao Yu roared, his intense murderous aura, almost solid, spread out.

The wandering souls were instantly stunned, frozen in place, afraid to move.

Seeing this, Qiao Yu narrowed his eyes, then said with a smile.

"That's right, go push the door. As soon as the gates of the underworld open wide, the wandering souls closest to the door will be the first to be reincarnated."

Qiao Yu's voice was laced with a seductive tone. For these wandering souls who had drifted for countless years, reincarnation and liberation were their greatest desires.

Instantly, the wandering souls rushed forward, scrambling to push against the massive gates of the underworld.

Watching this scene, Qiao Yu nodded in satisfaction.

There used to be a fun question: If you had a gun with six bullets, how would you manage ten stronger men?

The answer is five bullets left and nine obedient slaves.

Of course, if ten strong men rushed at you, six bullets wouldn't be enough. But that's an ideal situation. In this world, those who aren't afraid to die are always in the minority.

If these wandering souls swarmed him, it would certainly cause Qiao Yu a great deal of trouble. But who would be willing to risk annihilation to oppose Qiao Yu?

Besides, Qiao Yu had no intention of exterminating them; he only wanted them to push open the gates of the underworld.

If someone held a gun to your head, you'd fight desperately. But if someone held a gun to your head and forced you to study diligently, would you still resist?

From the darkness, more and more wandering souls gathered, densely packed like locusts before the gates of the underworld.

"Yes! Push! That's it, push for Grandpa!"

Qiao Yu lashed the ground with his lightning whip. Under the threat of the silver-white arcs of lightning, every wandering soul pushed the door with all their might.

But the gates of the underworld remained motionless, showing no sign of opening.

"Qiao Yu! You need to join the pushing team! You, with your accumulated underworld energy, are the key to the gates of the underworld!" Zhang Erhe's voice echoed from the darkness.

Qiao Yu nodded. Now that the wandering souls from the darkness had all gathered, he no longer needed to worry.

Qiao Yu put away the Zhulong Yanyue Blade, instantly activated the Nether Rakshasa Body, and stood at the forefront of the wandering souls' pushing team.

"Open... for me!"

Qiao Yu used all his strength, pushing fiercely against the gates of the underworld. The muscles in his arms bulged, and veins popped out.

The black ghost energy armor shattered inch by inch, clearly unable to withstand the force.

With the increase in his strength, the Nether Rakshasa Body was gradually unable to keep up with Qiao Yu's power.

Qiao Yu's addition seemed to trigger a change from quantity to quality. The previously unmoving gates of the underworld actually showed a sign of wavering.

Seeing this, the numerous wandering souls grew even more excited. After waiting for so many years, could they finally go to the underworld and be reincarnated?

"Ah!!!"

Qiao Yu let out a hysterical roar, veins popping out on his neck, clearly using every ounce of strength.

*Creak!*

The massive doors opened a crack, and an aura of deathly silence and desolation rushed out, the unique atmosphere of the world of the dead.

"Open... for me!"

The ghost energy armor instantly shattered. Qiao Yu used all his strength, blood seeping from every pore on his body, and blood flowing from his mouth and nose.

The gates of the underworld emitted an extremely strong force of repulsion, trying to close. Qiao Yu could only hold on desperately.

Many of the wandering souls behind him were crushed and annihilated by this force, but they didn't give up. Having finally seen hope, they absolutely refused to continue being wandering ghosts.

"This won't work! If this continues, the door will definitely close!"

Qiao Yu's face was flushed red. If they continued to stalemate, the gates of the underworld would never be opened.

"Everyone, listen to me! I'll count to three, then we'll all exert our strength together!"

At this point, he could only hope that the wandering souls could understand his meaning.

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

"Charge!"

Qiao Yu let out a roar, then went all in, using all the strength in his body, pushing fiercely, blood mist erupting from every pore.

The trillions upon trillions of wandering souls behind him exerted their strength at the same time.

*Rumble!*

With the earth shaking and the mountains trembling, the two gates of the underworld were suddenly pushed open, revealing the passage to the underworld!

"It's... done!"

Qiao Yu was completely exhausted and was about to collapse when suddenly, a warm and rough hand supported him.

"Young man, thank you, thank you for giving us the opportunity for liberation."

Qiao Yu turned his head and saw an uncle carrying a hoe, his figure somewhat illusory.

After supporting Qiao Yu, the uncle carried his hoe and walked towards the gates of the underworld.

At that moment, Qiao Yu clearly felt a strange power surge into his body, making his strength increase slightly.

Then, he saw an old woman with a hunched back.

"So many years... I've finally waited. Thank you, child." The old woman walked past Qiao Yu, and another strand of power surged into Qiao Yu's body.

"Big brother, I remember you. If I'm successfully reincarnated, I'll treat you to ice cream!" A cute little girl hopped past Qiao Yu.

Then, more and more people passed by Qiao Yu, pouring into the gates of the underworld.

There were old people, children, young people, strong men, young women, lolis, mature women, nurses, women in black stockings.

They were densely packed, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Without exception, when these people passed by Qiao Yu, a wisp of indescribable power would be poured into Qiao Yu's body.

"Is this the power of gratitude that Zhang Erhe mentioned?"

Qiao Yu was somewhat silent, his emotions complex.

These people, whom he had never met before, actually caused his state of mind to fluctuate. This was an emotion he had never felt before.

Under the impetus of this power, Qiao Yu's strength continued to climb.

Pseudo-God Realm Fifth Layer, Pseudo-God Realm Sixth Layer... Pseudo-God Realm Peak!

The wandering souls who had been trapped here for tens of thousands of years had reached an extremely exaggerated number. The power of gratitude they generated forcibly pushed Qiao Yu's realm all the way to the peak of the Pseudo-God Realm.

"Is this what it feels like to do good deeds?"

Feeling the violent power surging within his limbs, Qiao Yu shook his head with a wry smile.

He was good at scheming against people, but doing good deeds was really not his forte.

Just as Qiao Yu was digesting these complex emotions, from within the gates of the underworld, an incomparably terrifying purple lightning descended from the sky, striking down fiercely!

All the wandering souls who had just entered the gates of the underworld were directly annihilated by this power, their souls scattered, leaving not a trace.

A dignified and icy voice echoed from behind the gates of the underworld.

"Those who trespass in the underworld will be shown no mercy."