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Chapter 417 Wangchuan
According to legend, there is an underworld in the world, which is the place where the souls of the dead rest. All living beings in the world who have passed away and whose souls are intact will wander in the world and eventually return to the underworld.

However, most of the dead souls are ignorant and naive, and they will fall into the Forgotten River, where they will be washed by the river water and slowly forget their past.

The water of the Forgetful River is muddy and yellow, with calm waves. Only when evil spirits struggle in it will it cause some splashes.

The Lethe River that spreads across the entire underworld is unique to this world. This river is so deep that not even a feather can float on it. It can dissolve everything. Once you fall into it, no matter what species you are, you will never be able to escape.

But today, there was actually a living creature floating in it, causing waves of water.

Looking closely, it turned out to be a big yellow ox, with a middle-aged man in a black Taoist robe on its back. The man had his eyes closed, his face was pale, and his breath was very weak, as if he had suffered a serious injury. The yellow ox's eyes were flashing, and it seemed to be very awake.

The man and the cow are naturally Li Ming and Chonghe.

Just after Chonghe killed the Great Sage Tongyou with one sword, the shadow of the sword that contained great terror gradually solidified, and a pair of eyes emerged. It was a terrifying existence that could not be looked directly at or observed.

However, this thing seemed to have no interest in Li Ming and Chonghe. It was just that after his birth and manifestation, the rules of heaven and earth were disordered, and the passage opened by the Great Sage Tongyou suddenly swelled. This passage should not have existed, but was only opened temporarily, and the manifestation of the phantom seemed to attract the attention of heaven and earth.

Under the blessing of the great power of heaven and earth, the passage was torn apart, and turbulent currents in the void were rolled up. Fortunately, there were only Li Ming and Chonghe at that time. One was a golden elixir demon and the other was a true immortal of the human race. They had profound cultivation and they barely survived.

But when everything around him settled down, Li Ming discovered that he had fallen into the underworld and was in the Forgotten River.

At this moment, there was a breath of air coming from the river, which seemed to be the end of all things, the end of the Tao, and everything would return to nothingness here.

This inexplicable aura turned Li Ming back to his original form. Then, in order to resist the erosion of the river water, Li Ming shrank a lot. After all, his real body was now a hundred feet tall.

Li Ming also thought about transforming into his original form and leaving the river, but the Forgetful River seemed to have no bottom. No matter how big Li Ming became, he could not stand firmly on the ground, nor could he fly away from the river surface. Instead, he would be baptized by more river water.

Even Li Ming couldn't bear it, so he turned into the size of an ordinary yellow cow.

Relying on his profound cultivation and bloodline power, he is relatively safe at the moment, but if he continues to indulge in it, he doesn't know how long he can hold on.

At this moment, in addition to the two living creatures in the river, there were countless ghosts floating up and down. These ghosts seemed to have no consciousness and just went with the flow, floating in the river.

The breath of dissolving everything hidden in the river water also has the same effect on them. According to Li Ming's observation, as long as they float up and down a few times and go back and forth on the water surface several times, they will be decomposed without a drop left.

Although there is a distinction between the world of the living and the underworld in this world, there seems to be no so-called six reincarnations. The underworld absorbs countless ghosts in the world, and those who are not worshipped will slowly lose their minds and completely disappear.

There is no such thing as reincarnation of the soul after death. In this way, falling into the Forgotten River can be regarded as a way for the soul to return home.

After all, the underworld absorbs ghosts from the world of the living, and there is no such thing as the underworld taking away souls. Everything operates naturally according to the rules of heaven and earth and cannot be manipulated by humans.

As Li Ming was pondering this, he suddenly felt the black-robed Taoist on his back stir, as if he were waking up. Sure enough, a moment later, the black-robed Taoist slowly opened his eyes, a look of confusion in his eyes.

"Daoyou, are you awake?"

Li Ming spoke in a muffled voice.

Chonghe was, after all, a true immortal-level figure. He quickly recovered after a moment of distraction. Then he looked around and felt the heavy yin energy. He had some guesses in his mind.

So he asked, "Fellow Daoist, have we fallen into the underworld?"

Li Ming replied, "We were swept here by the chaotic currents of the void. I think it must be the legendary Forgetful River. By the way, I haven't asked for your name yet, fellow Daoist."

Chonghe then said, "I am Chonghe from the Yiqi Sect. What is your name, fellow Taoist?"

Li Ming shook his head and said, "I was born into a family of cattle. They gave me several names, but I didn't like any of them. I felt that I had a connection with the Li family, so I chose the last name Li. I asked for a Ming. You can call me Li Ming."

"Fellow Daoist Li," Chonghe nodded slightly, then he checked his luck and realized that his current situation was indeed not very good. He had just broken through and had not yet stabilized his realm. The Taiyin Divine Sword he used up almost all of his energy when he came out of retreat. Otherwise, even if the Great Sage Tongyou had been restrained by Li Ming and the phantom was causing trouble, he would not have been able to achieve such a victory.

If Li Ming had not been willing to protect him in the turbulent flow of the void just now, I am afraid he would never have fallen into the Forgetful River.

"The situation is not good now. I'm afraid you and I have to work together with all our strength to return to the world of the living." Chonghe tried and found that the air was full of yin and death energy. There was almost no inspiration, and it was impossible to recover from the injury. He sighed again.

Li Ming nodded at the Bull Head and said, "That's how it should be. Fellow Daoist Chonghe, the Wangchuan River is very strange. All my magical powers have been suppressed, and I can't fly away. There is also an aura of the Dao that constantly invades. I think we need to find a way to leave as soon as possible."

Chonghe showed a bit of surprise on his face, then he closed his eyes and felt it for a while, then tried to cast some magic, but just as Li Ming said, everything was useless here.

Chonghe's brows were almost twisted together. As the saying goes, a good cook cannot cook without rice. Even he was exhausted at the moment. In addition, the yin and death energy around him could not be used by him. The laws of the Wangchuan River restricted him. At this moment, he was really in trouble.

A solemn expression appeared on his face. He had thought that he had broken through the cage and achieved the status of a true immortal. He had thought that he would kill Tongyou Great Sage, one of the Seven Great Sages of the Demon Clan, upon his release. Although he had no intention of taming the Yellow Ox and sweeping across the Northern Territory, he also thought that the world was a place he could explore. He had never expected such a scene. He could only shake his head and said, "Fellow Daoist Li, how long have I been unconscious?"

Li Ming thought for a moment and replied, "There's no sun or moon here, so I can only estimate it'll take less than a day."

"Less than a day?" Chonghe muttered, and then looked at his clothes that were already a little tattered after being soaked in the water of the Forgetful River. This precious robe was a ritual robe that had been practiced with thirty-six levels of magic prohibitions, but it ended up like this in just one day.

Immediately, he focused his eyes on Li Ming, whose most body was submerged in water. His slightly damp fur was still intact, and he was horrified.

"This yellow bull is amazing!"

(End of this chapter)