The spatial coordinate Zhang Chen had set up around the Spirit Mountain Range flickered with intense spatial fluctuations.
Yu Ming, clad in a shirt inlaid with green leaves, crossed two world layers with Zhang Chen. The spatial divine artifact in Yu Ming's hand swiftly absorbed the spatial energy dispersed by the massive crossing, preventing it from drawing the attention of the Jailer Guards in the distant Spirit City.
"Sure enough, the Underworld Consciousness did not completely strip you of your identity as a Jailer."
Zhang Chen observed that Yu Ming's appearance in the Underworld had not triggered any abnormal fluctuations or rejection.
"The Underworld suffered a devastating blow during the prehistoric extinction era and had long since declined from its former state. Its foundations were practically ruined, nowhere near as glorious as before. Otherwise, why would the new generation of Jailers go to such lengths to establish a base in Ling in order to obtain resources?"
"How could the Underworld, in its current miserable state, possibly abandon a Jailer as exceptionally gifted as me? In its eyes, I still have considerable value, far more than some idle Jailer Guards."
Yu Ming mockingly ridiculed the Underworld Consciousness without restraint, then turned his gaze toward the Spirit Mountain Range beside them.
"The two senior Jailer Guards from Huaxia Country were imprisoned in there because of the last incident, right? They should have brief periods of free activity every day. Hopefully, we will not run into them. Zhang Chen, let us head for the Spirit Mountain Pool."
Yu Ming concealed his aura with the surrounding plants. After all, once Yu Ming, the number one wanted criminal, was discovered, the Jailer Guards of the entire Underworld would likely swarm out to eliminate him directly.
When the two arrived at the mountain gate, Zhang Chen