Within the Fengdu Netherworld.
Chu Kuangren had been repairing the Six Paths of Reincarnation Array, while Little Zhurong and the others had long since been driven out by the White-Clothed Female Ghost.
Inside Shentu Palace.
Lan Yu and the others gathered together.
"Have you noticed? Over this past month or so, the Resentful Qi in the Fengdu Netherworld has been growing thinner and thinner," Zhao Fangfei said.
The other World Children nodded, indicating that they had noticed it too.
"This must all be the Chief Disciple's doing."
"It's unbelievable. Even now, I still can't believe the Chief Disciple actually became the Ghost Emperor of the Fengdu Netherworld."
"Tsk, tsk. As expected of the Chief Disciple."
Whenever they spoke of Chu Kuangren, admiration always unconsciously surfaced in the World Children's eyes.
Moreover, this tendency became increasingly apparent as time passed.
Boom!
A rumble rang out from outside Shentu Palace.
Everyone walked outside.
High in the sky, where countless Dao Patterns converged, the Six Paths of Reincarnation Gate shone with incomparably dazzling brilliance.
Daoist sounds resounded between heaven and earth, and golden lotuses sprang from the ground.
Myriad auspicious rays showered down. Beneath their illumination, the Resentful Qi between heaven and earth was swept away entirely.
The Fengdu Netherworld no longer looked chilling and terrifying. All that remained was a sense of grandeur and magnificence.
The Six Paths of Reincarnation Gate in the sky, in particular, exuded not only endless profundity but also a sense of solemnity and sanctity.
"Where is this?"
"I... why am I here?"
"Boohoo... Father, Mother... where are you..."
"Look! What are those six huge vortices in the sky?"
At that moment, the souls on the streets stared blankly around them. Once they came to their senses, many fell into panic.
"I... I remember being killed by someone."