CHAPTER 517: CHAPTER 531 HELL

Today’s developments had completely overturned Mu Can and Wang Cai’s understanding.

They thought that the uninhabited area was just a mysterious place within the Supreme Interface.

However, they didn’t expect that behind the uninhabited area there might be a fractured era.

It’s unimaginable, if one day the uninhabited area truly plunged into chaos, would the legendary figures all reappear in the Supreme Interface?

Such as the Great Power who had left marks on the stone tablet before their eyes.

Even the Netherworld River, Heaven, and Hell couldn’t stop him; could he have died?

Or is he hiding somewhere unknown, scheming something?

All of this made Mu Can feel his own insignificance.

"What should we do?" Wang Cai, who had always been cautious, was completely out of ideas and could only ask Mu Can.

The two had already reached this point, to put it unpleasantly, their fates had long been out of their control.

"Let’s move forward, you go back inside the Reincarnation Pearl, and I’ll use the Reincarnation Pearl to protect myself," Mu Can gritted his teeth and said.

Retreating was definitely not an option, so they decided to move forward and see what this so-called Heaven and Hell really were.

Now, Mu Can’s only reliance was the Reincarnation Pearl in his hand.

Just now on the ship, he had tried it and Wu Ming Taoist had not realized that he was scanned.

"Okay." Wang Cai nodded and went straight back into the new world within the Reincarnation Pearl.

He knew that he couldn’t help much outside, it’s better to hide inside the Reincarnation Pearl to ease Mu Can’s mind.

Mu Can activated the Reincarnation Pearl within his body, a faint aura enveloped him.

The Reincarnation Pearl emitted a strange fluctuation that protected Mu Can inside.

Mu Can immediately felt a sense of comfort, as if the surrounding Other Shore Flowers did not exist at all.

Striding forward, Mu Can walked alone in this sea of flowers, as if he was leisurely strolling in a courtyard.

It must be said, the Other Shore Flower can indeed be called the most beautiful flower in this world.

However, very few people are fortunate enough to appreciate this scenery.

It not only requires strength but also luck.

According to Wu Ming Taoist, over the many years, numerous beings with dried lifespans from the All Things Realm choose to cross the Netherworld to enter Hell.

"Sigh..."

Watching the sea of Other Shore Flowers he left behind, Mu Can finally relaxed a breath.

The pressure from the Other Shore Flower was truly enormous, even with the protection of the Reincarnation Pearl.

But each flower seemed to possess its own life; Mu Can could even feel that each flower seemed to be spying on him as an outsider.

"Hell!" Looking at the huge building ahead, Mu Can’s heart couldn’t help but be still.

"Am I in Hell now? Am I alive or have I already died?"

Mu Can thought for a moment and walked directly in, wanting to see what this Hell really was.

Unexpectedly, just as he entered, a hand gripped his shoulder.

Mu Can turned his head and saw a middle-aged man with a stern face.

Looking at his own arm, it had turned into bone.

"Damn, am I dead?" Mu Can found that his face had also turned into a skull.

"You should go back quickly, this is not a place for the living," the middle-aged man said to Mu Can with a change of expression.

"Living?" Mu Can was somewhat bitterly amused, looking at his skeletal appearance, he thought he was dead.

"In this Hell, everything is the opposite, only a living person like you would appear in this form, hurry up and leave, it’s not good if a Ghost Messenger discovers you."

The middle-aged man, clearly also somewhat distressed, but feeling the familiar scent from Mu Can, he knew Mu Can must also be a visitor from his homeland, and couldn’t help but come up to remind him.

Otherwise, with Mu Can walking so boldly, he probably wouldn’t get far before being captured by a Ghost Messenger.

Sure enough, just as the middle-aged man finished speaking, a row of ghost soldiers patrolling with chains directly spotted him.

"Heh, how is there a living person here? Capture him," the leader of the ghost soldiers commanded, and a group of soldiers immediately locked Mu Can up.

Even the middle-aged man was violently pushed aside and fell onto the ground.

"Take him away, to report to King Yan." The Ghost Messenger directly took Mu Can back to Yama Hall.

"What place is this exactly?" Mu Can was utterly baffled; wasn’t it supposed to be Heaven or Hell? He hadn’t even done anything before being captured to Hell?

Yama Hall looked quite majestic, and not only that, it exuded an astonishing aura, beneath which Mu Can immediately felt his own insignificance.

He really shouldn’t have carelessly ventured into the uninhabited zone, and now he was brought here.

Upon hearing the news of a living person breaking in, King Yan hurried over. It had been several thousand years since he last saw a living human in Hell.

"Release him, I will do the questioning." King Yan appeared rather imposing and did not have the terrifying visage one might imagine.

The chains binding him were undone, and Mu Can felt a weight lifted from him; when tied up, he felt as if deprived of Spiritual Power, completely unable to sense any presence of it.

"Where are you from? Do you know where this place is?" King Yan looked at Mu Can with a smile; the arrival of a living person was a curious affair.

"I don’t know how I got here. I crossed a Netherworld River, walked through a sea of flowers, and then I arrived here," Mu Can scratched his head as he spoke.

"Everyone else, leave." King Yan gave a look, and the group of Ghost Messengers immediately turned and exited Yama Hall, the gate slamming shut.

"My child, did you come from outside?" King Yan approached Mu Can, examining him earnestly.

He sensed a familiar aura about Mu Can.

"I truly entered here from beyond the uninhabited area." Mu Can nodded, feeling as though King Yan gave off a vibe of recognizing a fellow townsman.

"That’s right, I also came from outside. Do you know about Divine Wind Academy?" King Yan slapped his thigh and laughed heartily, looking quite pleased.

"I am a student of Divine Wind Academy," Mu Can said, staring at King Yan in surprise.

After a long conversation, it turned out that King Yan was once a dean of Divine Wind Academy, and Mu Can was the disciple of this very dean.

"Grandmaster, how did you end up here and even become King Yan?" Mu Can was utterly incredulous.

In such a mysterious place, to actually encounter a person from the same place.

"Ah, it’s a long story. As my lifespan was nearing its end, I entered the uninhabited area seeking a breakthrough, somehow ended up here, was chosen by the then King Yan to become a ghost soldier, and after many years when King Yan advanced, I inherited his position."

King Yan chuckled, his expression somewhat helpless. Having entered Hell, he was already a dead man, thus he himself did not know if he had indeed succeeded in his breakthrough.

"Should I say you are lucky or unlucky, youngster? Yama Hall hasn’t seen a living person enter in at least a few thousand years; I have no idea how you managed to get here." King Yan looked at Mu Can helplessly; this place was meant for the dead, and Mu Can, being alive, shone like a bright lamp in the night.

"A few thousand years? Elder, what did the last person to come here look like?" Mu Can felt like he had grasped onto something significant and quickly asked.

"The last one who came was a troublesome figure, dressed entirely as a Taoist, and what’s key is that he was ruthless in his actions, almost flipping my Yama Hall over."

Listening to this, Mu Can instantly felt that the King Yan was describing his cheap master, the Heaven Stealing Taoist.

"Was it an older man in a grey Daoist robe, looking full of vitality?" Mu Can immediately materialized a portrait in front of King Yan.

"Yes, that’s him. Do you know him? This guy should have been my junior but insisted on treating me as his equal."

Mentioning the Heaven Stealing Taoist, King Yan still appeared quite resentful.

"What happened after that?" Mu Can continued asking, Wang Cai also urging from inside his Sea of Consciousness.

"After that, this guy stole a few treasures we cherished and left." King Yan looked helpless.

It was the first time a living person had entered Yama Hall, and they ended up being robbed.

"Let’s not talk about him; I still get angry thinking about him." King Yan thought for a moment then spoke.

"I will send you back later; there’s an important task I need to entrust to you." King Yan looked at Mu Can earnestly.

"What task?" Mu Can, hearing he could return, was also delighted.

"In a hundred years, the entire Supreme Interface will undergo a major reshuffling, and even the myriad realms cannot escape it."

"What I need you to do is to go to Sin City and find a predecessor known as the Ghost King, and inform him of this news."

King Yan had already been worrying about how to get this message out, and then heaven sent Mu Can to him.

"Major reshuffling? What kind of reshuffling?" Mu Can inexplicably thought of the old monk merged with the temple he had encountered in the uninhabited area.

But it seemed there was some discrepancy in the timing between the two.

"That is a great calamity; no one can escape the upcoming storm, and the myriad realms might even be directly destroyed and merged together. All I can do is pass on this message so that they can prepare early," King Yan sighed.

If he were still the dean of Divine Wind Academy, he definitely wouldn’t have had access to such confidential information, but now that he is King Yan, although his authority is limited to this domain, he still knows quite a bit about the secrets of the uninhabited area.

"Ask no more; just know this, when the time comes, even figures from the Mythical Era will reappear, and Reincarnation will manifest again. People will rebuild their homes atop heaps of bones, but by then, the world might have changed." King Yan looked at Mu Can, speaking out.