After successfully stabilizing Chen Xiao's injuries, Meng Po looked at Jun Lin and spoke.
"The Underworld is a sacred place for the dead. If you barge in recklessly like this, I'm afraid you'll be killed before you even get near Reincarnation."
Facing Meng Po's words, Jun Lin calmed himself and said, "Aunt Meng is right. Then please take us there."
"I'm afraid I can't do that."
"Why?"
"Aunt Meng, you wouldn't just stand by and watch us die, would you?"
Seeing the confusion in Jun Lin's eyes, Meng Po said calmly, "I have deep ties with your lineage. Even if I didn't give your father face, I would still have to give your grandfather face."
"If I could save him, I naturally wouldn't refuse."
"But the Underworld as it stands now is simply inaccessible to outsiders."
"What do you mean?"
Glancing at the dying Chen Xiao on the ground, Meng Po said softly, "The Great Calamity of the Common People is imminent, so the Underworld has naturally entered a period of martial law."
"The Iron-Faced Judge controls all of the Underworld's defenses. Without his approval, outsiders cannot enter at all."
"But my big brother is about to die. He can't possibly stand by and watch him die, can he?"
"I'm sorry, but he truly would stand by and watch him die."
"The Iron-Faced Judge's original name is Mao Shiba. He was personally appointed to the Underworld by your Grandfather Changsheng back then."
"He is famed for being Iron-Faced and Impartial. Forget your Father Emperor's face—even if your Grandfather Changsheng came in person, he would not give him face."
"So, if you wish to borrow the power of Reincarnation, I'm afraid it won't be so simple."
Receiving this answer, Jun Lin pursed his lips and said, "He is my brother. Even