Chapter 1257: Not a Ghost

, and their hearts uncontrollably yearned to worship him."Summer!"Chaos squeezed out two words from between his teeth, his eyes instantly becoming ferocious. His jaw clenched so tightly that blood eve...Chapter 1257: Not a Ghost

Chapter 1,257: Not a Ghost

But he had just gotten up.

The woman in the red long robe moved her fingers, and unexpectedly stuck them into the man's mouth, like a hook, pulling him back to the ground. Her movements were swift and decisive.

"Ahhhh..."

This man was in excruciating pain, his face contorted with agony. He looked at the two of them, his fear growing with every passing moment.

"You're so rude, be careful you won't get married later." The man in black shook his head and smiled, "Don't mind her, she's a woman who doesn't understand tenderness. If it were me, I'd help you escape your pain."

In the midst of their conversation, the male raised his hand to grab the man by the shoulders, pulling him up from the ground. He then moved with even greater speed, grabbing the man's arm and pulling it behind his back. He grasped the man's legs and lifted them with a brutal force. With one hand gripping the head and the other the waist, he twisted the man's body in opposite directions.

In just a few seconds, the man was bundled into a ball.

"Ah ah ah, who are you Let me go, I still need to find my wife and children, please let me go." The man sobbed and pleaded.

A man is merely called a man, in reality, he is just a soul. Therefore, this state will only cause him pain and not fatal harm.

The man in black chuckled, a sinister smile playing on his lips. “Don’t be afraid, we won’t hurt you. We’re just here to relieve your suffering, you know. You should even thank us,” he cackled.

He lifted the man up with his hands, and turned to leave.

"Halt!"

Ye Fusheng, who was standing afar off, suddenly spoke. He wasn't a saint and didn't want to waste time on such trivial matters. However, he had followed the man all this way, so it would be heartless to stand idly by while witnessing his demise.

They just said that he could be used as a supplement. If this man were taken away, I'm afraid his soul would fly apart.

"Let him go." Ye Fusheng said again.

Whoosh.

Both of them looked over at the same time, and when they saw Ye Fusheng, their eyes lit up as if they had discovered a treasure. Their figures flashed, quickly coming to Ye Fusheng's left and right sides, looking him up and down, their joy hard to conceal. The woman even raised her hand and pinched Ye Fusheng's soul body.

Ye Fu Sheng remained motionless, seeing the appearances of the two people, he was quite shocked. Most people who came to Fengdu would maintain their appearance from before death, even if there were some changes, they wouldn't be too different.

But this man's face was pale and yellow, an unnatural yellow, even with a greenish tinge. His eyes were devoid of whites, completely black.

She surpassed him in every way. Her face was unnaturally pale, sickly white, and her eyes were devoid of their whites, entirely crimson.

In fact, Ye Fusheng was surprised right from the start. The people of Fengdu wore clothes that were relatively plain in color and style, mostly resembling various kinds of burial garments found in the mortal world. There were very few robes to be seen.

The colors of the woman's robes were more unique, a vibrant red, something unheard of in Fengdu.

"Supremely restorative!"

"Supreme Rejuvenation!"

The man and woman stopped sizing each other up, met eyes, and exclaimed in unison. Their eyes sparkled with excitement, clearly reaching their peak.

Ye Fusheng frowned, and also asked in surprise: "Who are you"

The woman stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, seductively saying: 'Who are we Of course, we are good people, little brother. Come with your sister, I'll love you. Come.'

She said, and then took Ye Fusheng's hand.

The man rubbed his hands together, saying nothing but looking impatient.

Ye Fusheng remained motionless and spoke again, "Who are you To dare to harm people within the realm of Fengdu, are you not afraid of being caught by the ghost officials"

Both of them were taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"A woman laughed and said, "The ghost messenger can't control us, not only can't he control us, but if one comes, we'll eat him! Hahahaha."

The man said arrogantly, "I didn't expect you to be so righteous. Don't you know that the Underworld is just like the mortal world There are always some people who can exist outside the rules. Just happens, we are beyond the rules, hahaha."

Ye Fusheng's brows furrowed even deeper, drifting outside the bounds of propriety to a point where he could understand... but they didn't look like vengeful spirits.

At this time, a woman grabbed Ye Fusheng's hand and said, "Alright, don't worry, sister will take you away. Be good and listen."

Ye Fushen wanted to strike them down because, listening to their arrogant words, it was clear they had devoured quite a few Yin souls. These people, as they spoke, were all citizens of Daxia.

On second thought, they...want to take me somewhere

Could it be in the mountains

With them leading the way, it's a perfect opportunity to check it out.

"Then I'll go with my sister. Sister, you must love me dearly."

"Haha, smart!"

The woman laughed excitedly, taking Ye Fusheng's hand and leaping into the air.

Men followed closely behind, perhaps too excited to even notice the man who had fallen and was crumpled on the ground.

... and on the ground.

The man struggled continuously, finally slowly stretching his limbs and transforming back into a human form. He looked at the endless mountains in the distance, gritted his teeth, and continued forward.

Here.

Ye Fusheng was brought to a mountain ravine, facing a cave.

"Follow your sister."

The woman no longer held onto Ye Fusheng's hand. She had arrived here and wasn't worried about him running away. She led the way, going first into the cave.

The men still trailed behind, their eyes fixed on Ye Fusheng.

Ye Fu Sheng carefully examined the surroundings. The atmosphere here was even heavier. If an ordinary person came here, they would probably break down psychologically within three seconds. It was pitch black and silent all around. Mountains surrounded them, stretching endlessly in front and behind.

Regaining his composure, he entered the cave with the woman.

At the beginning, it was narrow, but as you moved forward, it gradually became wider. After walking a hundred paces, the space suddenly opened up, revealing a vast, empty area. It was a huge open space, with a radius of over a hundred paces and a height of dozens of meters. Above, the vaulted ceiling consisted of suspended sharp stones that looked like they could fall at any moment, piercing anyone below with countless arrows.

In the center of this clearing is a pool about ten zhang in diameter, with black liquid churning within. Water vapor rises constantly from its surface. Further ahead stands a massive stone pedestal. It's entirely black and lacks any adornment, yet it exudes an undeniable sense of solemnity and power.

There is no one on top at the moment.

To be precise, there were only three people in the entire cave.

"Brother, come in..."

A woman walked up to Ye Fusheng and pointed at the pool. "You've just arrived here, sister invites you to take a bath, go in and wash up well, don't be shy."

The man seemed afraid Ye Fusheng would resist, standing behind him and getting into a ready attack position. As long as he dared to resist, he would be subdued immediately.

Ye Fu Sheng was curious about what the black liquid was. He readily agreed when she spoke.

"Thank you, sister…"

Walk quickly to the edge of the pool.

Both of them looked at each other in surprise. Most people who came here struggled bitterly, especially when they saw this pool of black water, which was heart-wrenching. But he remained calm from beginning to end.

This guy... isn't he stupid

Ye Fusheng had already walked to the edge of the pool. Naturally, he wouldn't jump in directly. Instead, he crouched down and reached out to touch the black liquid, as if testing the water temperature.

The moment his hand touched it, he felt a searing, corrosive sensation.

It was in that very moment that I finally realized where the two of them were off.

Suddenly turning his head, he said in a low voice: "You are not ghosts!" to the upper realm."Ye Fusheng had already walked to the front and placed the chessboard.With an earnest expression, he continued to plead, “It’s better to strike while the iron is hot. A single game...