The underworld, the place where the dead live forever, where every living creature dies and the soul rests forever. The souls shuttle back and forth, starting from here to the human world, the demon world, and the spirit world, turning around, and when they fall, they will return to the underworld again, this is reincarnation!

In the underworld, there are human souls and the souls of various animals, some souls are weak, some souls are cultivated to the heavens, and souls that have lost their qualification for reincarnation will become ghost cultivators.

Of course, there are also true masters in the underworld, not the spirits of the dead, but the Yakshas, the lords of the underworld, evil spirits, and various creatures of the underworld.

There is no sun, no moon, just an endless black light, called twilight, which shines on the entire underworld, towering high in the sky like the sun.

In the high sky of the underworld, there are countless lonely souls and wild ghosts, which are in an illusory state, like the white clouds of the world flying in the sky.

Under the dark void, in a gloomy canyon, a large group of people slowly walked out.

At the front of this group, there was a yaksha ghost with wings on his back and two horns on his forehead, holding a steel fork in one hand and a black bell treasure in the other, swaying back and forth.

In the quiet underworld, the jingling bell spread far and wide, and occasionally one or two lonely ghosts flew over the void, and they would be summoned by the sound of the bell.

After the two souls approached, the top of the steel fork in the Yaksha ghost's hand suddenly emitted a burst of pitch-black electricity with a thunderclap.

Then the Yaksha ghost swung the steel fork in his hand forward, and the inky black electricity was like a solid iron lock, winding towards the summoned soul.

The black electric lock rolled and immediately entangled the two souls, and the geist instantly let out a terrible scream and was dragged to the ground.

A crimson blood whip, with a sharp sound of breaking the air, suddenly "bang". It appeared out of thin air and slammed into the ghost that it caught.

"Be honest with me!" Yaksha grimaced with a sneer, and after a few swings of the blood whip in his hand, he placed the newly captured geist into the group behind him.

Behind this Yaksha, there is a long procession, a black chain like a rope binding immortals, connecting the whole procession, and you can see the slender black iron locks, locking the souls of various humans and beasts.

Some of these spirits are intact, some are only half-bodied. It looked extremely miserable, the locked souls sighed, some sobbed quietly, and those beast souls let out a heart-rending roar, and the sound was heartbreaking.

"You give me some quiet!" The Yaksha ghost at the head was distraught by these noisy sounds, and as soon as his face turned hideous, he waved the blood whip in his hand and jerked wildly at the rear.

Each whip of the blood whip caused the souls to let out a heart-rending scream. The sound was breathtaking.

"Haha, Youyun, how many new souls have you caught today?"

At this moment, dozens of feet away from the Yaksha ghost, another Yaksha ghost suddenly appeared. There was also a group of screaming souls tied behind him, and the yaksha waved at this side and said hello.

"Hey, Nie Feng. I didn't expect you to be in this area too. I've collected more than a thousand souls here, and I've completed the task!" Yuyun couldn't help but say with a hint of surprise as he looked at the Yaksha that suddenly appeared in front of him.

Nie Feng smiled slightly. Holding a large number of souls behind him, he slowly approached Youyun, with a hint of envy on his face: "Brother Youyou is really powerful, junior brother, I only received eight hundred new souls today, and I have not completed the task of the Nie family, and now that the night is deep, I am afraid that there will be some flesh and skin suffering!"

"Hehe, you kid, you want to borrow my soul again?" Youyun smiled strangely after hearing this, as if he saw what the other party meant, and couldn't help frowning.

Nie Feng smiled brightly, and said with a flattering look on his face: "Brother You's eyes are like torches, as soon as the younger brother says it, you know what I'm thinking, why don't you lend me a hundred souls?"

The Yaksha ghost said, rubbing his hands in front of him, his eyes holding back slightly, and a large number of souls behind Youyun squeezed their eyebrows for a while.

"If you don't borrow it, there are a lot of people who died today, and there are many souls, and it is extremely easy to catch only two hundred souls. My brother-in-law is still waiting for me to go drinking, so I'd better go back to my life earlier!" Unexpectedly, Youyun frowned, put away his smile and said resolutely.

Nie Feng was stunned when he heard this, and immediately said with a handful of snot and tears: "Brother You, what kind of friendship is the two of us, I also know your brother-in-law, why don't you help the younger brother collect the soul together, and then go to your brother-in-law to drink together?"

"You kid, you ask me to borrow your soul every once in a while, and you are lazy every time, if it weren't for me, you would still be able to come out now?" Youyun snorted slightly, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with this kid.

"Brother You, I have a bottle of old wine here, but I have treasured it for a few years, why don't I honor you?" Nie Feng immediately raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said without caring about Youyun's anger.

Then there was a flash of inspiration in his hand, and there was an extra wine jug, and suddenly a smell of wine overflowed, and it floated into the tip of Youyun's nose.

Youyun frowned slightly, the tip of his nose moved, and his face showed a trace of covetousness, and then the anger on his face was retracted: "You kid, I know that my brother is good, but I won't take it as an example!"

Before the words fell, Youyun couldn't wait to take the wine jug, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it lightly, and then put it away satisfied.

Nie Feng was immediately overjoyed when he saw this, and walked behind Youyun very consciously, sacrificed his soul rope, and put a set on the heads of those souls, only to hear a miserable cry coming into his ears, and two hundred souls were led out by him and placed in his team.

"Thank you, Big Brother You!" Nie Feng was overjoyed, and looked at the soul in front of him with great satisfaction, which had reached a thousand numbers.

But at this moment, a thunderbolt suddenly sounded from the dark void, and a strange vortex suddenly formed, and under the flash of golden light inside, a golden arc of electricity bounced out of the vortex.

As soon as the golden arc appeared in the dark sky, the thunder rolled out, and the golden light disappeared, transforming into a figure, and this person's whole body exuded an extremely majestic aura of life, which formed a sharp contrast with the endless dead qi around him.

"This ...... Is this a living man, or a dead man!"

Youyun and Nie Feng, who were under this sky, raised their heads at the same time in shock by this scene, and after seeing the figure clearly, they let out a stunned exclamation. (To be continued......)