"Why has Nether Ghost Heaven opened? Who is orchestrating all this from behind the scenes?" Mu Qing could not help asking.
He was certain that the Origin youth before him knew quite a few hidden secrets.
At that moment, the Origin youth turned his head and fixed his gaze on Mu Qing, looking at him for a long while.
Mu Qing grew somewhat uncomfortable under that stare, a chill creeping through his heart.
Yet the Origin youth merely shook his head.
"Even if you knew the identity of the one behind this, it would do you no good. When it is time for you to know, you will naturally know."
"Before that person reveals themself, I advise you not to investigate rashly. Otherwise, you may draw their attention and invite disaster."
"One final piece of advice: when you discover that your body no longer belongs to you, use every possible means to kill yourself. Sometimes, death is instead a kind of release."
The Origin youth spoke indifferently. Afterward, the blood-red mark between his brows flickered, and violent Asura power burst forth.
With a leap, he stepped into the Nether Soul River.
In an instant, the Nether Soul River trembled. Countless ghostly mists surged below, devouring all light as one terrifying ghost after another rushed forth.
The Origin youth stepped through the air, but his body soon began to sink. He could not remain airborne for long.
Ferocious, grotesque ghosts pounced toward him, seeking to Devour the Origin youth and strip away all his soul and lifespan!
Baleful Intent abruptly surfaced on the Origin youth's face. The blood-red mark between his brows flashed violently as he threw out a punch. The Asura God Fist stirred heaven and earth, its frenzied baleful force tearing through all directions and smashing two ghosts apart.