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Chapter 909: Millennium Mission

It turns out that Song Jiang did return the same way at first, but what he didn't expect was that he was clearly walking back the same way he came, but he was led to a completely unfamiliar place by the fog...

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In the dark and gloomy hall, a smiling white-haired old man looked at the tall figure in the upper position and said respectfully, "Your Highness, Song Jiang has already joined the game..."

The tall figure in the hall nodded slightly after hearing this and said, "That's great... I have lived up to Suzaku's trust in me. I just don't know if the final outcome will be what he wanted."

The white-haired old man standing below said as soon as he heard it, "Your Highness, don't worry... We have done everything we can do. No matter what the final result is, it is the fate of the Four Saints themselves, and no one else is to blame."

The figure in a high position slowly stood up at this time, then flashed and appeared beside the white-haired old man and said, "Come on, accompany me to meet Song Jiang and you will know..."

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Song Jiang looked at the unfamiliar environment around him and felt panicky. He knew that he might have gone in the wrong direction. If it was somewhere else, Song Jiang would not be too worried, but this was the underworld. It was very dangerous to walk around without a "familiar person" to lead the way...

Unexpectedly, as he was walking, Song Jiang suddenly heard a particularly ethereal voice coming from the front, calling softly "Song Jiang..." He was immediately frightened and looked around quickly, but did not see any shadow.

Just when Song Jiang thought it was his own illusion, he saw two figures that were both strange and familiar appear. He suddenly stood still and shouted in disbelief, "Dad...? Mom?!"

Song Jiang unexpectedly saw his parents who had passed away many years ago at this moment. His reason told him that this could not be true, but emotionally he could not turn a blind eye...

"Song Jiang, come here quickly and let your mother take a good look at you..." Song Jiang's mother said earnestly, without a trace of love for her son mixed in her face.

Song Jiang was moved when he saw this, but his feet were firmly planted on the ground like nails, with no intention of getting closer... Seeing this, Song Jiang's mother said anxiously, "Son, come over and let us see you. After so many years of not seeing you, don't you miss your parents at all?"

Song Jiang looked at the two faces that were no longer familiar, closed his eyes slightly and said, "I am living a good life now and have made many friends. You...you can rest assured, don't linger on the past, and reincarnate as soon as possible."

After hearing this, the two of them were all disappointed, which made Song Jiang feel very sorry, but he knew that no matter whether the other party was true or false, he could not show any reluctance, so he had to harden his heart and turn his face away...

Unexpectedly, the next second, Song Jiang's parents disappeared silently, and were replaced by a group of ancient soldiers. They all looked at Song Jiang with missing arms and legs and said, "General, we don't want to die in a foreign land, we want to go home!!"

This was the second time Song Jiang heard someone call him Zhonglang Jiang. He remembered that the last time was also in the underworld, when Li Chenghuang took him to see Zhao Fuchun. When the other party saw Song Jiang for the first time, he also called him Zhonglang Jiang...

"Who are you? Why do you call me Zhonglang Jiang?" Song Jiang asked in confusion. But before they could answer Song Jiang's question, they gradually became invisible and finally disappeared...

Then a tall man with a strong physique walked out of the fog. He looked at Song Jiang solemnly and said, "Brother Qing... have you made up your mind? Do you want to die or be cursed forever?!"

Song Jiang found the other person familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before, and why did he call him Qingdi? ! So Song Jiang hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Who are you? Have we met before?"

Unexpectedly, as Song Jiang approached, the tall man was instantly blown away by the wind like dust in front of his eyes, and in the end nothing was left... For some reason, Song Jiang felt very sad when he saw this, and an inexplicable sadness almost made him breathless.

Just when Song Jiang was about to be driven crazy by these waves of phantoms, he heard a somewhat majestic voice coming from the fog, "Song Jiang... do you know what the mission you have been carrying for thousands of years is?"

Song Jiang was shocked when he heard this, and thought to himself, what kind of evil ghost is this trying to confuse people? ! So he said coldly, "Mission? I don't even know what my mission is, do you know?!"

"How dare you! You are just a mere mortal, you should not be rude when you see the King of Hell!" said an old voice in an unpleasant tone.

At that time, Song Jiang was indeed unsure of who the other party was, but he knew that these two were definitely not alive, so he asked in a deep voice, "Lord Yan? Lord Yan? Why did you trick me to this place for no reason?! If you have something to say, just say it, don't use those nonsense..."

The two figures in the mist were instantly speechless after being confronted by Song Jiang. They opened their mouths for a long time but didn't know what to say. It was the first time they met a mortal who was not afraid of them at all... And if it was someone else, they could still punish him for disrespect, but they really didn't dare to touch Song Jiang easily, because he was a top player with full buffs, but he himself knew nothing about it.

At this time, two figures, one tall and one short, walked out of the mist. The tall one looked to be in his forties and had a very sturdy physique; the short one was over seventy years old and hunched over. They were both wearing opera robes, but with some modern elements added to them, so they looked a bit out of place.

"Song Jiang! Don't be rude, we are here to help you...Aren't you curious about what you just saw?" The hunchbacked old man said anxiously, fearing that if he said something later, Song Jiang would say something infuriating enough to kill him.

As soon as Song Jiang heard this, he knew that the main event was about to begin. It turned out that this was where he was waiting. So he said with a smile, "Who are you guys? Why should I believe what you say?!"

"Song Jiang, are you really not afraid? This is the legendary Avici Hell!" The voice of the hunchbacked old man sounded again.

Song Jiang, who knew very little about hell culture, was puzzled when he heard this, "Avici Hell? Isn't this the Avici Hell? How did it become Avici Hell?!"

The hunchbacked old man shook his head helplessly and said, "Alas... young people nowadays don't know any cultural common sense... Avici Hell is also known as the Uninterrupted Hell, the Abhijitpuri Hell, the Avici Burning Hell, and the Avici City. And the one next to me is the Ninth Palace King of Hell, who is in charge of the Avici Hell, His Royal Highness the King of Equality."