Alright… Li Hao nodded, then immediately looked at the illusory map floating above the Ksitigarbha Buddha’s head, on which there were golden light points.
“Which one should we pick?”
Wang Yongzhi also came back to his senses, looked at the map, and suddenly thought of something, laughing cheerfully,
“I just remembered, I’m free right now, I’ll accompany you on this trip.”
“Family Head, I’m also free, I’ll go and help out too.”
“I miss Uncle Zhendong, I haven’t seen him in a long time, I want to go and see him.”
The others were also quick to respond, each offering their assistance, only two elders, one Wang Zhenfeng and one Wang Zhenping, remained silent.
But Wang Zhenfeng was all smiles, his face full of mirth, looking at these usually steady fellows now playing the fool, which was a form of entertainment in its own right.
Whereas Wang Zhenping was silent, seemingly a bit heavily struck.
“You guys…”
Wang Yongzhi glared at them, then immediately turned to Li Hao, “Haotian Divine General, you don’t mind, do you?”
“Not at all.”
Li Hao shook his head slightly.
Wang Yongzhi let out a sigh of relief and then a Gold Paper appeared in his palm, on which was recorded a dense array of messages—reports of his participation in the destructions of various Mo Rivers.
Li Hao glanced at it; although the amount of Merit was only over five thousand, much less than his own, the number of events he participated in was extensive. This Merit had been accumulated bit by bit.
The others also took out their Gold Papers, and Wang Yongzhi pointed out the golden light on the map to Li Hao,
“Here, just sense it with your Divine Thought.”
Li Hao did as instructed, and quickly, his consciousness seemed to be sucked into the golden light.
With his Dao Domain instinctively covering his body, he immediately felt his body lift off, following the golden light into another world.
After the disorienting sensation of transit faded, Li Hao could see clearly—he had appeared in a dilapidated small town.
The town was silent, with banners fluttering, but the buildings on both sides of the streets were in ruins.
There were also charred corpses lying by the road, motionless, with their backs to Li Hao. The whining wind stirred, and the entire town appeared dead and eerie.
Before long, golden light began to appear around Li Hao, and Wang Yongzhi, among others, gradually entered the Mo River.
“Is this the place?”
Li Hao asked.
Wang Yongzhi glanced around and nodded, “That’s right, this is the Mo River. Let’s see where Uncle Zhendong is.”
As he spoke, his Divine Soul suddenly emerged from the soles of his feet, plunging into the ground, but quickly, his Divine Soul burst forth from the ground again. He looked surprised and said,
“What’s going on, why do I feel the strength of the rules in this Mo River has increased?”
In the Netherworld Level Mo River, simple rules already existed.
Before coming in, Wang Yongzhi had already shared information about this Mo River with Li Hao.
Rule: Hands and feet reversed.
In simple terms, if you wanted to use your feet, you had to think of using your hands, treating hands as feet and feet as hands, to maintain normal walking.
But after all, it was only a Netherworld Level Mo River; the restrictiveness of the rules wasn’t that strong, limited only to the body. But now, Wang Yongzhi found that even his Divine Soul was affected.
He intended for his Divine Soul to rise into the air, but instead, he unexpectedly plunged into the ground.
“Huh?”
Li Hao frowned slightly. Feng’s remnant soul was here, and he did not wish for any accidents to occur.
“Be careful everyone, it seems like some kind of change has happened here.”
Wang Yongzhi’s face was tense, his eyes extremely solemn. According to past experience, changes in the Mo River were often not good.
Soon, his divine soul soared into the sky and found a figure on the edge of the town. He immediately said, “I found Uncle Zhendong, follow me.”
While he spoke, his body seemed to pause for a moment, then he stepped backward before realizing, and then slowly walked forward, but his movements were somewhat uncoordinated.
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When the others heard his words, although they were prepared, many of them still retreated in unison at the beginning.
“It’s not just the limbs that are reversed, it seems like everything is reversed. To move forward, you have to step back!”
Wang Yongzhi immediately reminded everyone.
The others had already realized what was happening, their expressions turning solemn. The Mo River’s rules were strengthening, which could likely mean an anomaly, an upgrade of the Mo River!
Could it be that this Ming Domain Level Mo River was transforming into a Youdu Level?
After a momentary stiffness, everyone slowly got used to the situation, but they could only manage to walk with great difficulty. In the midst of fierce conflict, they would quickly become confused and distracted by their usual way of thinking.
Seeing them struggle even to walk, Li Hao simply extended his Dao Domain, enveloping them within it.
Before long, the group was continually stepping back, taking several steps before realizing what was happening.
“Let me take you there,”
Li Hao said.
His expression was grave; his divine thought had already covered the entire town. He had seen Wang Zhendong, whom Wang Yongzhi mentioned, but what concerned him more was a pitch-black rift outside the town, slowly advancing toward it.
His divine thought couldn’t penetrate that darkness, and as he approached, he felt a coldness that seemed to pierce to the bone, instinctively sensing danger.
“Dao Domain…”
Feeling Li Hao’s extending Dao Domain, the Wang Family members felt some envy. That was the Grand Tao of Peace Realm for you, utterly unreasonable.
Whatever the rule, it was blocked out.
Soon, Li Hao led the group to the edge of the town.
There, four figures sat: an old man who looked robust, with a face like a chiseled stone, his eyes fierce, surrounded by three others—a young man and a young woman, and another middle-aged person.
“Uncle Zhendong,”
Wang Yongzhi, seeing the elder, became extremely respectful. This was the current pillar of the Wang Family.
The old man’s face was very ugly as he said, “Why have so many people come!”
“Uncle Zhendong, what’s the situation here?”
Wang Yongzhi hurriedly asked. One dared not joke in the Mo River.
“This Mo River is about to be fused!”
Wang Zhendong’s expression was grim, his gaze fixed on them. He had noticed them as soon as they arrived, and now his eyes turned dark and angry:
“Who allowed all of you to come in? Do you all wish to die?”
Wang Yongzhi and the others’ faces changed drastically. They rarely saw Uncle Zhendong so out of control and angry.
“Fusion? Has it collided with a Youdu Level Mo River?” Wang Yongzhi couldn’t help but say, “But there aren’t any other Mo Rivers next to this one, are there?”
“It’s one that stretched over here not long ago, not a Mo River visible in this world…”
Wang Zhendong’s gaze slowly swept over them: “It’s a Hell-Level Mo River!”
Hell-Level Mo River!
As these five words were spoken, Wang Yongzhi and the others all felt their hearts jolt violently, their faces turning pale with shock.
A Hell-Level Mo River? That was the most terrifying kind, where even someone from the Grand Tao of Peace Realm could easily perish. It was classified at the highest level and deemed taboo.
This Netherworld Domain Level Mo River had actually collided with a Hell-Level Mo River and was about to be fused. No wonder the rules here had become so much more intensified!
Wang Yongzhi felt his entire body’s hair stand on end; including himself, everyone else who had followed in felt the same, shuddering all over.
Being part of the Wang Family, they knew too well how terrifying a Hell-Level Mo River was. Its name alone implied that upon contact, one would almost certainly face death and fall into hell!