Within Iron Encirclement Mountain.
Outside the hell cavern.
Gu Qingshan sat cross-legged on a boulder and said, "...That's everything. Does everyone understand?"
All around him, various Underworld artifacts drifted in the air.
The Forgetfulness River Soul Separation Hook spoke up. "So you came from the future, and now you have to save the Six Paths World. To do that, you must first seize the position of Ghost King?"
"That's right," Gu Qingshan said.
A snow-white bird circled Gu Qingshan once, then perched on his shoulder and said, "Brother, even if we all back you because of Mountain Girl, you're so weak. How are you going to compete for the Ghost King's throne?"
The many artifacts nodded in agreement.
"Cut the nonsense," Mountain Girl said coldly. "My young master has fought across countless worlds, weathered storms of blood and slaughter, and never lost to anyone. You blind, short-sighted fools only care about cultivation?"
The Forgetfulness River Soul Separation Hook sighed. "It's not just about cultivation. The Ghost King Contention began in the Eighteen Levels of Hell a quarter of an hour ago. How could a living man at Foundation Establishment defeat those vicious dead?"
"Exactly. Those guys are all bastards who've slept for ages!" a hammer rumbled.
The other artifacts chimed in.
Gu Qingshan smiled. "It's precisely because I'm not strong enough right now that I need to borrow everyone's strength."
"Our strength? You want this bird to acknowledge you as its master?" The little bird stared at him.
"Not exactly... I want to use you to find some helpers," Gu Qingshan said.
"I've been hanging around the Underworld forever. Apart from these weapon brothers, I don't really know any helpers," the bird said.
"Come here. Let me try something," Gu Qingshan said.
"I'm a saber, understand? Don't go feeding me