"Zhao Wuji died?"
Oscar's shout immediately drew everyone's attention.
They had all been focused on Zhu Zhuqing just now and had not even noticed how Zhao Wuji had died.
"It seems doing good deeds for merit really doesn't let you escape karma."
Tang Hao sneered. "From the looks of it, the Heavenly Dao of this Primordial World is quite fair."
"His Excellency Haotian is right. For a traitor, doing good deeds out of self-interest won't help anything. Good riddance."
Yu Xiaogang also spoke passionately, while silently making a note of this.
He had originally planned to do good deeds and accumulate some merit after reaching the Primordial World, but now it seemed unnecessary.
Flender, however, went out without a word and secretly wiped away his tears.
He was the only one who had any affection for Shrek's teachers.
"I never thought you would be the first of us at Shrek to die, Old Zhao..."
Meanwhile, everyone else on the Douluo Continent also discovered that Zhao Wuji had died.
But Zhao Wuji's livestream did not disappear. Instead, it unfolded from a perspective they had never seen before.
"Are we actually going to see the entire Underworld through Zhao Wuji's eyes?"
At that moment, Zhao Wuji's livestream drew the attention of everyone on the Douluo Continent.
They were simply too curious about the Underworld people went to after death.
In the Primordial World's Underworld, beyond the Ghost Gate lay the Yellow Springs Road.
"So this is the Underworld? It really is deathly still."
Zhao Wuji held a mourning staff in his right hand and a handful of dry provisions in his left, with a cloth bag hanging against his chest.
These things had suddenly appeared on him while the Underworld Constable was escorting him to the Underworld. He did not know