I'm not a psychopath!

Chapter 221 The Supreme Throne
The hall was empty except for a huge judgment platform in the center, which looked particularly solemn. The surrounding walls were painted with murals describing the legends and laws of the underworld, which made people feel awe.

The interweaving of dim light and shadows between the murals reflects vivid scenes of the underworld: some depict the dead souls wandering along the banks of the Forgotten River, some depict the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Demons carrying out the judgment of the underworld, and some depict a tear on the Three-Life Stone...

"We really have arrived in the underworld!" Only now did Baili Ye have to accept this fact.

This is probably true.

The same was true for other people. They were mostly skeptical at first, but what they saw and encountered afterwards told them clearly that this was the underworld, this was the Palace of Yama.

The five people stepped forward cautiously, looking around carefully, and gradually approached the depths of the hall.

The front of the hall appears empty, with nothing else except a few majestic pillars.

Only when they stepped into the core area of ​​the hall did a huge throne inlaid with gold carvings appear. The throne was thirty meters high. Including the exquisitely carved backrest behind it, the overall height was close to seventy meters. If the dome of the hall had not been unusually high, this chair alone would have been enough to pass through the roof.

Luo Shui stared at the huge throne in front of him in a daze, muttering, "This is too big, what kind of being would need such a big chair?"

"Maybe ghosts and gods are all relatively large in size. For example, the bronze remains in Lingxizhou can be said to be so large that it covers the sky and the sun." Shen Chengxian said disapprovingly.

"But that's an ancient demon god, right?" Baili Ye reminded him, "It is said that the ghosts and gods in the underworld and the judges are all in charge after the death of people with great merits in the human race.

How could the human race be so big!? "

Deep in the Yama Palace, in the dim light, five people surrounded the huge throne, their hearts filled with doubts and curiosity.

They knew that the owner of this throne must be a powerful person, perhaps the legendary King Yama.

Bailiye said softly: "Legend has it that King Yama is the ruler of the underworld, in charge of the cycle of life and death.

If this throne really belongs to King Yama, then does this seat symbolize some kind of authority?"

There was some movement in his eyes.

"I advise you not to seek death."

Shen Chengxian even complained that after just looking at the throne a few more times, he could no longer move his eyes away.

"Supreme authority, ruling over life and death..."

"Just sit on it and give it a try. It's not a loss anyway." Luo Hua was also a little dazed.

"What happen to you guys?"

Qin Xiaosui looked at Luo Shui beside him again and found that he was also drooling.

“Bang bang bang!!!”

"Ouch!"

The sound of heads and fists colliding continued to be heard. The three men held their heads, squatted on the ground with painful and distorted expressions, and rubbed their heads quickly. Baili Ye, the most seriously ill, felt dizzy and couldn't even squat anymore, so he fell to the ground.

It was obviously Qin Xiaosui who hit him with his fist.

There was something wrong with that seat, but luckily she was too scared to look at it any further.

Luo Shui was also awakened by the wailing, and cold sweat kept sliding down her face.

The team was almost wiped out!

Qin Xiaosui hugged Luo Shui's arm tightly, with a hint of fear in her eyes: "What should we do now? If King Yama suddenly appears, will we..."

"No." Luo Shui comforted him, "If King Yama was still here, he wouldn't have let us come in so brazenly and make a scene in the palace.

Probably for some reason.

He disappeared.”

"This place is too weird. Everyone, try not to look too much. There are ghosts outside and they can't get out for the time being. Look for a back door or something." Baili Ye stood up with a painful look on his face. There was a big bump on his head.

Luo Shui gently patted Qin Xiaosui's hand and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, since we have come here, we must face it bravely.

Let's look around first to see if we can find any clues to leave the underworld.

King Yama rules over life and death. Although we don't know whether reincarnation is under his control, we must find a way to leave the underworld. Now we can only hope to find something."

Shen Chengxian nodded in agreement: "Yes, we can't just sit there and wait for death. As the center of the underworld, Yama Palace must be hiding many secrets. If we look carefully, we may be able to find a way to the world of the living."

Luo Hua looked around and said vigilantly: "Everyone be careful, this is the underworld after all, there may be some unknown dangers. We must remain vigilant and be ready to deal with emergencies at any time."

The five people began to explore around the Yama Palace, trying to find clues.

Just as they were immersed in the mystery of the murals, suddenly, a low and melodious bell sound echoed in the hall, and the whole space seemed to tremble.

The five people were startled and immediately stopped what they were doing and looked around vigilantly.

The bell sound seemed to come from the depths of the hall, where some unknown secret seemed to be hidden.

Bailiye tightly grasped his weapon and said in a deep voice: "Let's go and take a look. This bell sound may be the clue to leaving here."

The five people followed the direction of the bell sound and walked carefully into the depths of the hall. As they went deeper, the bell sound became clearer and clearer, as if guiding them forward.

Passing through a stone door, they came to an even more secluded hall.

The light here is dimmer, and there is a mysterious and solemn atmosphere all around.

In the center of the hall, a huge bronze bell is hung in the air, and the bell sound comes from here.

Luo Shui carefully observed the bronze bell and found that it was engraved with strange runes, which seemed to contain some powerful power. She whispered, "This bell is not simple. The runes on it may be an ancient spell, which may be related to the secret of Yama Palace."

Shen Chengxian walked forward, reached out to touch the bell, and felt the mysterious power.

He suddenly said: "I feel that the bell seems to be conveying some kind of message, perhaps a kind of guidance."

At this moment, the bronze bell suddenly emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the entire hall. The five people were attracted by the light and couldn't help but look at the bell.

The runes on the clock began to flicker, gradually gathering into a point of light, floating in the air.

The light slowly drifted towards them, emitting a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

Qin Xiaosui stretched out her hand curiously, wanting to touch the light spot. However, when her fingers just touched the light spot, a powerful force suddenly erupted, enveloping all five people.

……

the other side.

Jiang Qing walked through the gloomy ghost town. His eyes were alert and his body was agile. He dodged the wandering paper people like a ghost.

These paper figures are messengers from the underworld with some ulterior motives. Their eyes are empty and cold, and their movements have a strange rhythm.

"These things want to capture me... they definitely have ulterior motives, but now the enemy is in the open and we are in the dark."

Since the arrival of Qin Xiaosui and his companions seemed to have attracted the attention of the ghost soldiers, the actions of these paper figures were temporarily restrained, which provided an opportunity for Jiang Qing. His original plan was to hide in the ghost woman's house and ask her to help fool the ghost messenger.

But in order to prevent her from telling the truth, he had to kidnap the little devil first as a bargaining chip.

But now it doesn’t have to be so troublesome.

He took advantage of this opportunity and carefully groped forward along the clues left by Qin Xiaosui and the others.

He quickly came to the place where he had heard the fighting. Here, the air was still filled with a hint of tension, and the ground was littered with broken debris and several deep marks.
Qing squatted down and observed these marks carefully. With his sharp eyes and rich experience, he quickly identified the unique fist marks of Shen Chengxian from these marks.

"They must have been through a fierce battle." Jiang Qing thought to himself. He could imagine the scene of Shen Chengxian waving his fists and fighting fiercely with the ghost soldiers.

These traces are undoubtedly the clues they left behind.

Jiang Qing stood up and continued to search along the trail. His steps were firm and fast, and the worry in his heart burned like a flame.

He knew that Qin Xiaosui and the others might be facing great danger, and he had to find them as soon as possible.

Not following the trace of the medal, soon a towering black palace appeared in his sight.

The palace towered into the clouds, and the huge black stone pillars were engraved with strange runes, as if containing some kind of ancient power. The gate of the palace was closed.

The good news was that he could probably guess that his teammates were inside the hall, but the bad news was that a group of paper people were blocking the gate.

"It's so blocked that I can't get in. And how can I get out even if I get in?"

Jiang Qing stood in front of the palace, feeling an inexplicable premonition in his heart.

He could feel that Qin Xiaosui was most likely in this palace, but there was nothing he could do. He took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, and walked towards the palace gate.

There was a group of gloomy paper figures gathered in front of the gate of Yama Palace, blocking Jiang Qing's way like guards.

The hollow eyes of these paper emissaries revealed an inviolable indifference. Their existence made Jiang Qing realize that forcing his way in would not work.

Jiang Qing frowned slightly, quickly thinking of a countermeasure in his mind.

He knew that he had to use his brain to break through the obstruction of these paper ghosts. He looked around, observing the distribution and action patterns of the paper ghosts, and soon came up with a plan.

He decided to use the strategy of luring the tiger away from the mountain and lure these evil spirits away from the gate of Yama Palace.

Jiang Qing first cautiously retreated to a blind spot, then cast a small spell to create some noise and movement.

This spell can imitate the smell and sound of living creatures, enough to attract the attention of the Yincha.

As the spell was cast, some subtle noises began to echo in the ruins not far away, as if something was moving quietly.

The paper ghosts were indeed attracted by the unusual noises. They slowly turned around and looked towards the source of the sound with their empty eye sockets.

Jiang Qing took the opportunity to move silently. His movements were light and quick, like a cheetah in the night, without making any sound.

He took advantage of the moment of distraction and quickly disappeared from their sight and went in another direction.

The paper ghosts were deceived by the illusion created by magic and began to move slowly in that direction, gradually leaving the gate of Yama Palace.

Jiang Qing was secretly delighted when he saw this.

His plan worked.

After all the paper emissaries had gathered somewhere else, Jiang Qing came out from his hiding place.

He came to the door of Yama Palace again. This time there was nothing in front of the door. Those gloomy guards had been cleverly led away by him.

Jiang Qing stood in front of the tall palace gate, took a deep breath, then slowly stretched out his hand and pushed the heavy door.

The moment his hand touched the door, a strong force suddenly surged out from the door and bounced him back.

Jiang Qing steadied his body, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. This power was strong and mysterious, obviously not an ordinary power.

"The puppet technique doesn't last long. It's difficult to attract the paper man for too long. I must find a way to get in." He looked down at his hands.

Some were slightly red, having been bounced off by the force of the door, but it wasn't serious.

Hands, hands!
A flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind. The ghost messengers could not open this door because this was the Hall of Yama, the existence of Zhigao in the underworld.

There must be some kind of rules to check and balance the ghosts in the underworld, such as the power on this door.

And he is alive!
Who could have thought that a living person would dare to enter the underworld?

“That is to say, all the rules here do not apply to me. In order to avoid the ghost messenger, I let the vitality of a living person leak out, so a layer of death energy covered my body surface.

So that’s it, so that’s it.”

Jiang Qing carefully dispersed the death energy on his palm.

This time, he did not encounter any obstacles. He exerted force with his muscles and pushed the door open slowly, revealing a path leading into the hall.

He stepped into the Yama Palace.

In the darkness, Jiang Qing walked step by step towards the interior of the hall. Suddenly, he seemed to sense something and stopped in front of the shadow.

There was a desk on the side in front and a chair directly in front. Jiang Qing immediately imagined the scene of King Yama sitting on this throne, deciding life and death.

He shook his head.

But when he looked at the throne again, his mind suddenly buzzed.

Then the whole world was filled with only one voice: Sit on it, sit on it...

"Sit on it..." Jiang Qing began to repeat himself.

He looked completely bewitched, and walked towards the throne step by step.

On the front side, an old desk stood quietly in the dim light, covered with thick dust, as if no one had touched it for a long time.

There were some instruments and scrolls placed on the table, which looked solemn. In front of him, a huge throne stood majestically, inlaid with various gems, emitting a faint light. Even in such a dark environment, it was difficult to conceal its splendor.

Jiang Qing immediately imagined a scene in his mind where King Yama was sitting on the throne, deciding the life and death of all living beings.

It is a supreme authority that transcends the mundane world and controls reincarnation and destiny.

He shook his head, clearing his mind of these fantasies.

But when he looked at the throne again, his head suddenly buzzed, and then, the whole world was filled with only one voice, which kept echoing in his ears: "Sit on it, sit on it..."

"Sit on it..." Jiang Qing began to repeat it unconsciously.

(End of this chapter)