Qin Chen frowned, thinking deeply about how he could feel that way.

In the void, Qin Chen kept flying across.

After entering the depths of the Undead River, the number of Undead here has obviously increased, and the number is extremely terrifying.

Sometimes when a wave appears, thousands of undead souls will appear and be shot out. Then, those undead souls will sink into the river of undead and wander in the long river, unable to escape.

But not all undead will re-enter the undead. Occasionally, some undead will accidentally break away from the shackles of the undead river after being blown away by the waves, and turn into wisps of undead aura, directly falling into the underworld below.

Qin Chen understood that these undead spirits who left the shackles of the river of undead lost the opportunity to enter reincarnation and would become undead spirits in the underworld, wandering around, and finally turned into creatures in the underworld to survive here.

"Huh……"

At this moment, Qin Chen reached out and grabbed a dark undead spirit. It was an undead spirit that exuded a dark aura. Qin Chen was surprised: "Are you from the dark clan?" That undead spirit was completely black.

There is obviously an aura unique to the Dark Clan on its body. At this moment, it has a look of confusion and fear, as if it has intelligence, and its voice is stiff: "The Dark Clan... what is that...

You...who are you..."

At this moment, his mind was no longer clear and he was confused. He was just asking instinctively.

"It is indeed the dark clan..."

Qin Chen was certain that the soul of this undead was indeed the dark clan from the Southern Thirteen Three Territories.
Chapter completed!