er can refine souls to turn your grandmother into a ghost or god, similar to those who practice necromancy. They are all unorthodox cultivation methods."So...Soul Burial Grounds is a place of torment"...Yunan's words, as soon as they came out of her mouth, were ominous, sending shivers down my spine.

You often hear the phrase "being unlucky in a particular year" which refers to clashing with one's Tai Sui. Tai Sui is not just a star, but also a deity worshipped in folk beliefs.

When it comes to the year's end, people often follow "Is this the end of the year" with "Everything is unfavorable."

It's nothing to be alarmed about, an outsider might think it's not a big deal, even if they see this phrase in an old almanac, they wouldn't find it particularly shocking.

Actually, this is a veiled statement. It's both a hint and a warning, with a touch of helplessness.

The Tai Sui's opposing palace is the Sui Po, both are strong auras, yin yang positive and negative, clashing and conflicting with each other. If used properly by a knowledgeable person, it can add icing to the cake; if used improperly, it will only worsen an already bad situation.

But ancients were more afraid of speaking than we are, fearing that words spoken could cause karmic retribution. So they only used “everything is not suitable” to hint or warn.

Matters of the Xuanmen, those who believe will naturally believe, and those who don't will naturally not.

Younan's words clearly implied something bad was going to happen. I took a deep breath, suppressing my racing heart, cleared my throat, and asked, "Junior brother, don't beat around the bush. Just tell me what happened Did the Dragon King cause trouble again"

The little boy shook his head and said, “I think the Dragon King took advantage of this opportunity… The power of heaven and earth is unmatched. This year has been truly unfortunate. Nanshan’s palace…”

"What's wrong" I had a sneaking suspicion about something.

Today I climbed a tree and saw pink, fish-scale patterns drifting across the horizon.

I still repeatedly felt myself being pushed by the waves and losing my balance.

And then there was the owl that suddenly flew out from somewhere.

These birds usually only make one or two shrill calls. If they keep making a "weird laugh"-like sound, it means they smell death.

However, now that our country has no war or epidemic, large-scale deaths are impossible. The only thing that could cause mass casualties is a natural disaster.

Six months ago, I first went to the disaster area alone. At that time, the news was constantly broadcasting about the earthquake.

Experts say that is because tectonic plates have accumulated tremendous energy, and the areas along these plate boundaries will be prone to earthquakes in recent years.

Earthquakes might be considered local disasters for a nation, and with the mobilization of national resources, rapid rescue and reconstruction of homes can be achieved.

However, for the Wuling Mountains city, the earthquake was a disaster of unprecedented scale.

Last time the earth shook, I didn't experience it firsthand. I only heard bits and pieces from others—tales of how their great shaman used almost divine power to protect their home and people.

But the magic circle has already been broken.

The previous generation of the Great Witch King accepted the corpse cultivators, and with a place to call home, they began to go out and about. As a result, they crossed paths with Mu Xia Qiao and Mu Yun Fan, which angered the Heavenly Emperor. He unleashed fire that burned down mountains and destroyed a corner of the sect's protective barrier. Now, because the barrier is broken, they can no longer hide from the world. Coupled with the energy of natural disasters and the previous grudges between the Witch Clan, this is about to destroy this tribe that has been in seclusion for a thousand years!

These grievances and karmic debts, I don't know where to begin counting. I can only sigh and say that fate has it so.

Some rules are unbreakable.

From the vastness of heaven and earth, sun and moon, down to evil thoughts and speech, karma is inevitable. Every karmic obstacle creates new karma, and this cycle continues.

"Is it serious This earthquake Are you guys hurt What about Yu Gui and Lan Xi" I asked urgently.

Yu Nan's eyes were a bit red, and he pouted his lips and said: "We have our own gods to protect us, and we were quickly taken to the underworld, so we didn't get hurt at all. However, Nanshan's palace collapsed halfway, it looks so heartbreaking."

"A house is just something you rebuild if it falls down. There's nothing to be sentimental about," I patted his head.

“All the toys my uncle gave me are gone...” The little guy was heartbroken.

"This kind of stuff, I'll take you shopping for it later, you point to what you want and I'll buy it! Don't worry about the money, these are just material possessions, as long as no one is hurt... Where is Mu Wanchen Is he very busy" I pressed.

Yunan glanced at me with a hint of hesitation, and said: “I… haven't seen my senior brother yet. I don't know how he is doing. But the current state of Wuwang Mountain City... I’m worried about my senior brother.”

He said, pointing with his finger at the other well at the end of the dark path: "Senior Sister, we're here. Go find your senior brother... Mother doesn't allow me to go to Wuwang City anymore, she says it's very dangerous now, so I won't go... Meng Shu, let's go back."

Meng Shu nodded, holding up the lantern and saying to me: "Miss, jump. Be careful, don't look back."

"Don't look back" I heard the words as I was about to jump, and it sent a chill down my spine.

Meng Shu smiled: “There are thousands of roads in the Netherworld, all soul paths. If you have lingering feelings, your soul will inevitably be unstable, and it won't be good for you... Little Emperor, I will escort you back to the Yinjing Heavenly Palace properly, so you don't have to worry.”

"Alright, alright, thank you." I gave her a grateful glance. The Underworld actually had such a gentle and understanding goddess! It was truly heartwarming!

Who knew that in the moment I jumped, I vaguely heard Meng Shu excitedly whisper: “Oh my, this is the Emperor’s disciple-in-law She’s so beautiful! And her figure is graceful and alluring, soft yet not contrived. Plus, her physique looks so healthy!”

"Nurturing I'm baffled, are the denizens of the Underworld this passionate about life"

I only managed to hear Younan, that little adult, say in a condescending tone: “Calm down, don’t be so gossipy —”

Silence fell upon my ears.

Every time "jumping into the well" is a very exciting experience.

I'm vaguely worried that I've lost my way in the chaos. I hope to get out soon, but I'm also afraid of the world that might suddenly appear.

I'm afraid that the world will be different from what I remember.

Fearful of danger, afraid of getting hurt.

Fear of time being confused, space being chaotic.

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The other end of the well remained the platform where the Emperor had once left a magical seal.

That imposing reviewing stand, jutting out abruptly from the hillside.

This is the boundary line between the common people of the Wu tribe and the royal court, and it's also a great place to overlook this magical land.

Houses on the opposite shore stood side by side, with colossal iron bridges spanning from bank to bank. A mighty river surged onward.

But at this moment, at this very moment...

The Wuzhang Palace at the top of the platform was enveloped by countless massive plant roots, intertwined and knotted.

The houses below and on the opposite shore were riddled with holes, giant stones lay shattered, blocking the maze-like paths, leaving behind only broken walls and ruins.

The mountain wind howled, and the rain poured down in torrents.

Those raindrops hit my body like hailstones, incredibly painful.

Where are the people here

Where is everyone!

The enormous Wuwu King City, like a giant castle in a mirage, was devoid of any living souls!

On a maze path embedded in the mountain wall, many copper mirrors were damaged. Countless ghosts imprisoned within them drifted out aimlessly.

I saw ghostly figures flickering, and in the river below, I saw bodies churning.

But I didn't see a single living person!

"Mu Wanchen! Wanchen!" I looked around in confusion and called out his name twice, foolishly.

Nobody responded.

Where did they go

My mind raced with guesses—perhaps they had gone to the camp near where the previous seal was broken Or maybe a certain underground palace

No, no, no. During an earthquake, aftershocks are constant. Only a fool would run into an underground palace.

But so many people, where can they go What about Si Huang's tribe Should I go upstream to look for them

As I was at a loss, considering venturing into the moss-covered palace of the witch king, a bellow echoed from atop the peak—

> woman's voice carried a hint of arrogance, and her whole body emanated an oppressive, icy aura.She... a ghost marshal"Since you're from the Underworld, how dare you lock up your own kind" I glared at...