Female Zombie Zhan Lan

Amidst the howling wind, Fang Yu followed the Underworld Emissaries of Ghost Gate.

Blood-red ripples spread across the Yellow Springs Road beneath our feet, and suddenly, shrill screams came from both sides!

"Ahhh! Have mercy!"

In the first level of the Tongue-Pulling Hell, several Green-faced Imps were using iron pincers to clamp the tongues of sinful souls and pulling them outwards. The tongues were pulled out to a length of three feet, causing the sinful souls' eyes to bulge out and their mouths torn to the roots of their ears, with black blood splattering onto the stone anvil.

"Tsk, you're quite skilled at your job," Fang Yu teased.

The Underworld Emissaries stole a glance at him, sneering inwardly: 'Just wait until you meet King Yan, then let's see if you still dare to be so arrogant!'

After passing the mountain of knives, the scenery of the second level of hell is even more terrifying.

Countless naked souls tumbled on the blade's tip, each struggle causing the blade to cut deeper into their flesh.

The Great Stomach Bag of an obese sinner was slashed open, his intestines spilling out and hanging from the blades like a string of bloody sausages, while he kept shouting, "I was wrong! I'll never eat Braised Tofu Jelly again!"

"This knife needs sharpening." Fang Yu suddenly reached out and flicked the blade nearby. "Look, it's all dull."

"?!"

The Underworld Emissaries was speechless!

Isn't this guy scared?

The further down you go, the more terrifying the scene becomes.

The human-shaped figures tumbling in the oil are fried until golden and crispy, while the frozen souls in the Ice Mountain Hell shatter into ice shards at the slightest touch.

When Fang Yu reached the seventh floor, he suddenly stopped.

"Wait a minute." He pointed to the Copper Pillar Hell. "That guy in official robes looks so familiar."

The Underworld Emissaries looked in that direction and saw a charred, blackened spirit bound to a red-hot copper pillar, its flesh sizzling.

The distorted face was still vaguely discernible; it belonged to a certain leader on the island.

"The immortal has excellent eyesight," the Underworld Emissaries said sarcastically. "He rounded up 23 million people, brainwashed them, distorted their perceptions, spread rumors, and even made them forget their ancestors, claiming they were mammoths, and even staged some kind of mass recall~"

"King Yan hates those who divide the country the most, so he specially ordered that they be roasted for a full hundred years."

Fang Yu suddenly grinned and said, "Could you please add an extra hour?"

Underworld Emissaries: "."

As they passed through the seventeenth level of the Blood Pool Hell, the Underworld Emissaries suddenly quickened their pace.

Fang Yu stopped and stared at the skeletons floating in the pool. They were the souls of mothers who had aborted their babies, and they were being torn to pieces by the spirits of the aborted fetuses.

"Interesting," he murmured to himself. "So the underworld also practices collective punishment."

The Underworld Emissaries official pretended not to hear, but was secretly overjoyed, thinking, 'You're about to see King of Hell! You'll have your day to cry!'

As the screams of agony from the eighteen levels of Saw Hell faded into the distance, the outline of the Hall of Judgment finally appeared ahead.

On the obsidian palace gate, the ten-zhang-tall plaque inscribed with "Good and Evil Will Be Rewarded" is dripping blood.

"King Yan!" Underworld Emissaries suddenly scrambled into the hall, shouting, "Someone has trespassed into the Underworld!"

A sudden gust of cold wind swept through the hall, and the judges all looked up.

The King of Hell, seated on his high throne, with a blue face and fangs, slammed his gavel down heavily. "Who goes there!"

Fang Yu slowly stepped across the threshold, and his first words stunned all the Underworld Emissaries in the hall:

"I need to borrow the Book of Life and Death."

King Yama, enraged, laughed, "How dare you! Do you think this is like borrowing scallions at a vegetable market?!"

Fang Yu shrugged. "Borrowing scallions means taking them away anyway. I'm only using them here once, what's wrong with that?"

"Hmph, you have a path to heaven but choose not to take it, you have no gate to hell but choose to barge in."

With a wave of his hand, King of Hell caused a sudden gust of cold wind to rise within the hall!

"Take it down!"

Dozens of Underworld Emissaries shouted in unison, their Wailing Stick and Soul Reaping Rope intertwining into a net, while the judges secretly made hand seals, causing the Book of Life and Death to move without wind, emitting a soul-capturing light!

Fang Yu's lips curled up slightly, and his hands suddenly opened at his temples!

"Solar Flare!"

"Buzz!!!"

A blinding Golden Light exploded like a nuclear blast! The entire Hall of Judgment was instantly engulfed in blazing white light!

The light was so intense that even the vengeful spirits in the hell outside screamed in agony!

"Ahhh!"

The nearest Underworld Emissaries immediately emitted blue smoke, and the ghostly body beneath the armor melted like an ice cream under the scorching sun!

The judges were all engulfed in flames, rolling around on the ground trying to extinguish the fire.

"You! How dare you!" King of Hell's furious roar was distorted in the bright light. He barely opened his eyes, only to see Fang Yu already appear in front of him!

"How dare you!" Yama slammed his hand on the table and struck out with his palm!

Fang Yu leaped back to dodge the palm strike from the King of Hell, which was accompanied by a chilling wind. As his clothes fluttered, his hands quickly Hand Seal.

The Golden Light of Divine Protection: Recovery washed over him like flowing water, dispelling all the lingering ghostly energy.

"The Final Thunder Tribulation: Thousand-Hand Martial Guard!"

As the incantation was uttered, the entire Hall of Judgment suddenly trembled violently!

King Yama looked up in astonishment and saw the glazed tiles on the roof of the palace crumble and fall apart in the dazzling Buddhist light, and a giant golden Buddha that reached the Tongtian and the earth burst out of the roof!

The Buddha's head reached the dome of the Eighteen Levels of Hell, and its thousand arms stretched out in the void like a peacock spreading its tail, with Oblivion lightning leaping in each palm.

"Buddha, Buddha?" Yama staggered back half a step, his crown beads jingling.

At this moment, Yama felt as if he had become an NPC extra in "Kangxi's Incognito Travels".

Why didn't you just pull out your yellow jacket earlier? Why go through all this trouble?

"Thud—"

A flash of white light, and the black ancient book and the judge's pen appeared out of thin air at Fang Yu's feet.

The pages moved on their own even without wind, revealing the three large vermilion characters "Book of Life and Death" on the yellowed paper.

The giant Buddha then dissipated, Fang Yu reappeared.

He bent down to pick up the Book of Life and Death, his fingertips tracing the raised relief of the Eighteen Levels of Hell on the cover.

How do I use it?

The King of Hell cleared his throat. "Your Excellency can find the person you wish to know in the Book of Life and Death by silently thinking of them."

"Whoa whoa!"

Fang Yu silently recited the names of his deceased teammates, and the content of the entire current page suddenly changed.

Upon seeing the message, Fang Yu suddenly raised an eyebrow. "Hmm?"

The yellowed page clearly reads: Zhang Jie, lifespan has ended. Resurrection requires 8000 Reward Points and 1 B-Rank Side Quest.

"I fucking know!"

Fang Yu was so angry that he wanted to smash the Book of Life and Death on the ground, King of Hell quickly waved his hand, "My lord, please don't! If you smash it, who knows what kind of tragedy might occur!"

"Let me ask you this: I am currently influenced by the Heavenly Dao. If I forcibly resurrect people, it will cause bad consequences. Is there any way to prevent the Heavenly Dao from restraining my actions?"

King of Hell raised an eyebrow and surveyed the judges lying in the hall. "Do you have any insights? Report back immediately!"

One of the judges rubbed his eyes. "I do have a plan, but I don't know how."

Fang Yu glanced at him and said, "Speak!"

The judge nodded. "My lord, then I'll tell you, the chances of rescuing someone from the underworld are extremely rare. Generally, it takes at least seven days after the death, before the body decomposes, to perform these procedures for a chance of resurrection. The people you're trying to resurrect... they all lack physical bodies."

"Not only will we lose our physical bodies, but we will also be subject to the control of Heaven. There is only one way!"

"Explain!"

"Transcending the Three Realms and existing outside the Five Elements"

"That's the solution."

"Attach your soul to a zombie!"

Fang Yu was so angry at the judge's words that he laughed!

This way you can indeed get a free revival slot.

But if he revives his teammates like that, won't they curse him out and kill him with their insults?

Before Fang Yu could finish considering the consequences, the judge gave another reminder.

"My lord, such a method requires a female soul."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yu's eyes suddenly lit up!

He couldn't handle the zombie Chu Xuan; his bestial nature was at its peak, and resurrecting him would likely backfire.

But what if it's the female zombie Zhan Lan?

As a female zombie, Zhan Lan has an additional ability to protect herself.

Although jumping around makes a lot of noise

But it's kind of cute!

Fang Yu waved his hand dismissively, "I want Zhan Lan's soul! I'll go find a female zombie first!"

With that, he made a Flying Thunder God Mark in the underworld, then turned and disappeared.