Entering the Netherworld Sea, the Man on the Throne

Dong He and Jiang Ziwen seemed to have noticed something as well.

Dong He said, "Don't even think about causing trouble."

He was speaking to the old guy. Jiang Ziwen snorted. "Have you forgotten the pain once the scars healed? Last time, you suffered badly at that baldy's hands."

The old guy rolled his strange eyes and chuckled. "I was careless that time. Besides, that damned place suppressed me. If we'd been somewhere else, he definitely wouldn't have been my match."

Dong He and Jiang Ziwen exchanged smiles. The two Kings of Hell clearly dismissed the old guy's words with disdain.

The two of them looked at me. "We'll send you down in a moment. After that, you'll be on your own. If you fail, you'd better prepare yourself for the possibility that you may never return."

I nodded slightly.

It would have been a lie to say I wasn't afraid.

But this concerned Xu Qiuyan, as well as some of the mysteries in my heart. Now that I had come this far, there was no way I could back out.

The old guy patted my back. "Good luck!"

Dong He tilted his head at me. "Come with me."

With that, he started walking ahead. Jiang Ziwen did not follow, and the old guy remained where he was.

We arrived at a cave entrance guarded by two little ghosts.

Their faces were vicious and hideous. One held a three-pronged steel fork, while the other carried a spiked mace.

The weapons gleamed faintly, one pale blue and the other pale green. They probably had special effects when used to attack.

When they saw Dong He, the two little ghosts hurriedly bowed. "Greetings, King Taishan."

Dong He waved a hand lightly and said flatly, "I'm sending him to the Netherworld Sea."

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