Express Route to the Underworld

Several days later, at the border of the Heaven Dou Continent, Liu Xiaoxiao's Spiritual Sense Clone gazed toward the far side of the sea. Beside him stood two foot-tall little figures—the spiritual bodies separated from Little Fatty and Bai Chenxiang through the Oviparous Incarnation Method.

At that moment, they were riding a seagull-type soul beast around three meters long, watching the distance.

A hundred li away, ghost ships were sailing toward them.

But after reaching a distance of around fifty li, those ghost ships seemed to enter another dimension, vanishing one after another.

Liu Xiaoxiao used Time and Space Traversal, leaping forward and bringing the three of them aboard one of the ships. They passed through that invisible portal aboard the last vessel.

Meanwhile, on a railway track on the Heaven Dou Continent, the three of them were likewise riding a Ghost Train as Spiritual Sense Clones and spiritual bodies, watching the ever-changing scenery outside the windows.

At some point, the scenery outside gradually began to change.

By all calculations, it should still have been noon, yet the surroundings slowly took on the appearance of dusk. There were no mountain views, only a deep crimson bamboo forest.

"What's going on? This isn't quite like what I remember." Liu Xiaoxiao frowned.

Not only that, but Little Fatty and Bai Chenxiang both said that what they had seen before was different from this.

None of them could recall when this change had occurred. The train had not passed through a tunnel, so any sudden, obvious, unnatural change should have alerted them immediately.

After a brief pause, Liu Xiaoxiao said, "It seems our guess was correct. Like virtual space, the Underworld exists on a different spiritual level from the real world. Much like a soul master's Sea of Consciousness, it is a spiritual