"Hurry, except for Wuming, everyone should return to the Demonic Beast Illustrated Book as soon as possible. Otherwise, if the ferryman notices that I am waiting to collect the river water, it will be over." The Cauldron of All Things said in an unprecedented haste.

Then, he plunged into the Demonic Beast Illustrated Book and lost all his breath.

As for Xuanhuang Pagoda and other eight warriors, as well as Fei Xuan and other monsters, after hearing the urgent warning from the Cauldron of All Things, they all rushed into the monster illustration one by one, and collected all their auras, fearing that they would

The ferryman saw some clues.

"It seems that this ferryman is really not easy to mess with. Otherwise, the Cauldron of All Things would not be so solemn." Wuming said silently, with an extra caution in his heart.

"Coming."

The ferryman didn't keep Wuming waiting for too long. After half an hour, Wuming saw a dark ship appear on the majestic river.

The big ship was dark and frightening, made of unknown materials, and exuded a ghostly light. It was like a ghost ship from hell. It was so gloomy that just one look at it would make your scalp numb and your spine chilly.

At the same time, a thick mist also appeared on the river, like the devil's aura accompanying the boat, making the Taiyin Huangquan River even more eerie and terrifying.

However, this was still a trivial matter. As the ferry slowly approached, Wuming actually felt a surge of evil energy, which rippled between the heaven and the earth, making the entire river surface appear like a dark hell, filled with darkness.

The shadow loomed in the dense fog, struggling and roaring crazily.

"This is too terrifying!" Wuming's heart tightened suddenly. Under the stimulation of the evil spirit, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and his whole body felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

What's even more terrifying is that as the evil spirit surges violently, several huge black shadows appear one after another in the mist that comes with the ship. Each one is like a hill, standing in the mist, revealing the...

There was an extremely cruel evil spirit, extremely strong.

"This evil aura actually comes from these black shadows. This is really terrifying." Wuming squinted his eyes slightly, and the guess he came up with shocked him.

The evil spirit that filled the world was rippling like a tidal wave, impacting wantonly between the heaven and the earth. This made him have to suspect that these black shadows had terrifying strength equivalent to that of immortals.

The wind was strong and the mist was surging. The ferry boat was getting closer and closer, and it was no longer less than a thousand feet away. In order to prevent himself from being impacted, Wuming had already activated his cultivation. Otherwise, the evil spirit would be able to swallow his soul.

But what I have to say is that the evil spirit is really terrifying. As the ferry boat continues to approach, ghosts are crying and howling, and it is extremely noisy. It seems that it has become a real hell, with a cold and tragic atmosphere.

The turbulence between heaven and earth made the originally violently turbulent river water seem to be still.

At this time, thick fog had appeared around Wuming, and ghost-like black shadows were swaying around him. The tragic ghostly aura made his hair stand on end and his scalp numb.

In a daze, he seemed to see endless white bones, blood all over the sky, and mountains of corpses. It was truly a place of death.

Perhaps, this situation only occurs in the underworld, or in other words, this situation is actually normal for the underworld.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Suddenly, there were bursts of shrill howls from the ferry boat, which pierced the heaven and earth for thousands of miles, like the howls of demons coming from ancient time and space, and the nameless spirits were trembling, as if they were about to be broken.

"What a terrifying sound, it actually contains the power of the soul's attack." Wuming's heart was trembling, and he had to resist with all his strength. Otherwise, he might be seriously injured before the ferry boat docked.

"Woooo..."

There are endless whistling sounds, and the whole body of the ferry boat is black and shiny. It is scary to look at it, as if it is connected to the hell and the gate of hell. It is really frightening.

Close, close again...

Finally, the ferry boat docked, and its shape finally came into Wuming's eyes clearly. The dark hull was carved with evil ghost patterns, and the mist rolled around the ancient boat like inkstone.

There is also a huge terrestrial lamp hanging on the bow, which emits a green light, making the ancient ship look even more eerie and terrifying.

Observing carefully, Wuming couldn't help but take a breath of surprise. At first, he couldn't see too clearly due to the fog, but now he realized that the entire ferry boat actually looked like an upside-down skull.

It's like opening your mouth.

It's just that the arc of the mouth is too exaggerated. The arc is like a curved moon, and it is the moon-shaped mouth pointing towards the sky that forms the upper part of the hull. As for that,

Other parts of the skull were soaked in river water.

To be honest, this situation, coupled with the gloomy surrounding environment at this time, can easily make people have bad associations. Could this really be an ancient ship made from a huge skull?

?

"Chi!"

Suddenly, a fierce bird light shot from the ferry toward the shore, forming a dark bridge of death that spanned the space, allowing people on the shore to walk along it onto the ferry.

"The ferry boat, ferry people, ferry ourselves, and all living things." A deep voice came, and a black shadow appeared on the bow of the ferry boat, under the dark lamp, and its whole body was exuding an icy cold temperature.

, the whole person looked like a ghost walking in the night, appearing silently.

Undoubtedly, the black figure that appeared at this time was the ferryman. Wuming wanted to see the other party's appearance clearly, but no matter how he looked, the other party was like a fog, making it difficult for him to see clearly.

"Please show your token before boarding the boat." Suddenly, a low and hoarse voice came. Wuming was dumbfounded on the spot. Do you need a token to board the boat?

I don’t have any tokens? Wuming shouted in his heart. This sudden unexpected situation immediately made him anxious, and even thin beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Because he clearly felt that after the ferryman finished speaking, he turned his gaze on him, like a cold knife, making every inch of his skin feel as if it had been stimulated and tightened.

Why do I need a token to take a boat ride?

"Those who don't have tokens will be killed without mercy!" Wuming's hesitation made the ferryman make a cold voice, and a surge of murderous intent surged into the sky, surging towards Wuming like a violent wind and huge waves.

"Token, what exactly is a token? This is my first time in the underworld." Wuming was anxious in his heart. Under the lock of the ferryman, he felt that he was not even qualified to fight. The opponent was too powerful and far away.

Beyond his imagination.

"Don't call it a token, it's okay even if I have something related to the underworld in my hand, but I don't. I need a token to take a boat. What a violation of the rules." Wuming cursed in his heart and was thinking about a solution.

But it's a matter of life and death.

"No, who said that I don't have anything related to the underworld in my hand? Isn't the Samsara Mirror a kind of thing? Since it is an imitation of the Jiuyou Samsara Mirror, it must have come from the underworld." Suddenly, something flashed through Wuming's mind.

A bright light passed through, allowing him to push through the clouds and mist and see the bright moon.

However, he didn't know whether the reincarnation mirror would work or not, but in the current situation, he could only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

While he was thinking, the ferryman's body was already filled with compelling murderous intent, just like a wild beast reviving, causing the world to change color and become turbulent.

"This is the only way I can try my luck. If it doesn't work, then I will find a way to escape." Wuming gritted his teeth hard, and then quickly moved his right hand across his chest and took off the reincarnation mirror from his neck.

This was something he had carried with him since he was a child in his previous life. He later gave it to Jun Mengmeng. After Jun Mengmeng died, Jun Wudao took down the reincarnation mirror in memory of his sister.

It was precisely because of his move that the Samsara Mirror saved his life. When he met Wuming in this life, it was handed back to Wuming's hands.

According to him, this may be the only item in Wuming's hand that can help him find his biological parents, but whether they can be found is still unknown.

However, whether he found it or not, he had to use the Samsara Mirror today. He didn't have a token of the boat ride, and the only thing on him related to the underworld was probably the Samsara Mirror made by imitating the Nine Nether Mirror of Samsara.

After seeing the mirror, he could only use this as a life-saving straw.

"The token is here." Wuming handed the reincarnation mirror to the other party, sweating a lot in his heart. I'm afraid it will be known soon whether the reincarnation mirror works or not.

Just in case, Wuming's body and soul had already tensed up, the spiritual energy in his body was roaring, and the power of the soul in his brain was rapidly condensing, just waiting for the earth-shattering moment.

He was alive and well, and there was no way he would let himself die here. For this reason, he had already told all the monsters and soldiers in the monster illustration to get them ready, and he himself was also preparing to sacrifice the source stone of martial arts.

A desperate blow.

After taking the reincarnation mirror, the ferryman observed it carefully. He didn't know if Wuming was dazzled by it, but he actually felt the other person's body shaking. Although it was very slight, he still caught it. It was just that it was possible.

?

While waiting, it seemed that even one second would become extremely long. Wuming felt nervous inside, as if he was frying his heart in a frying pan, and there was no oil in the frying pan. It was very uncomfortable.

"Young Master, please get on the boat."

Finally, the ferryman turned his gaze over again, and a sentence came lightly. Although it was only six short words, it made Wuming's heart that was almost sinking into the abyss rise to the clouds in an instant. At the same time,

, it was also because of this sentence that he was full of questions, confused, and completely confused.

Young Master, what Young Master?
Chapter completed!