The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

As the Styx Ghost Carriage continued deeper into the secret realm, the surrounding environment began to deteriorate at a visible rate.

The thick yellow mist, which was already as thick as tofu pudding, became even denser.

How concentrated is it?

Before, he could at least see three meters, but now Gu Xu felt that he could barely see even the outstretched fingers.

The yellow puddles on the ground have also changed.

Although the water was dirty, it was still liquid at least.

Now the water has become something between a liquid and a colloid; you can feel the viscosity has increased significantly without even looking at it.

The color also changed from a murky yellow to a dark red.

It's like someone added tons of blood to it.

Needless to say, the taste is also superb.

Of course, what annoyed Gu Xu the most was not the smell, but the things that started to appear in the mist.

Human face.

In the yellow mist, faces silently emerged.

Those faces had no bodies; it was as if someone had pasted a human skin mask onto the surface of the mist.

Its facial features were distorted, and its mouth was wide open, as if it were screaming silently.

When the first face appeared, Gu Xu took another look.

By the time the second one appeared, he was too lazy to even look at it.

When the tenth card appeared, he lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and glanced out, his tone as indifferent as if he were commenting on a GG sign by the roadside: "Does the art team for this secret realm only know one template? Can't they even change an emoji?"

Before he could finish speaking, three more faces emerged from the mist.

This time, their expressions changed—one was laughing, one was crying, and the other had a crooked mouth, with an expression somewhere between constipation and someone who had their hand caught in a door.

"Alright, I guess you've improved."

Gu Xu lowered the sedan curtain.

After walking forward for about five minutes, the monsters appeared.

The first wave consisted of ronin emerging from the mist.

But it's not like the kind of monsters in period dramas or movies; it's more like the monsters in zombie movies.

These ronin were wearing kimonos.

A brightly colored kimono.

Some were wearing formal dresses, while others were wearing casual yukatas.

There was even a woman wearing a kimono that was clearly two sizes too small, with the sash tied crookedly.

They walk upright, with various kinds of hair buns on their heads.

They were holding weapons such as katana and naginata.

With its fangs bared, it roared wildly in the direction of the ghost sedan chair.

The panel popped up.

Monster Name: Guardian of the Underworld - Kimono Ronin

[Level: 82 (Elite)]

[HP: 9,200,000/9,200,000]

Level 82.

They were two levels higher than the previous batch of masked demons.

Before Gu Xu could even finish reading, the entry for "Nether River Ghost Sedan Chair" was automatically triggered—"A Hundred Ghosts Escort the Bride".

Anyone blocking the way was pulled into the wedding procession.

Those little monsters in kimonos were baring their teeth and howling just a second ago.

The next second, he was pulled under the sedan chair by an invisible force.

The howling stopped abruptly, replaced by the orderly steps of the sedan chair bearers.

Ronin carried the sedan chair.

The image was too abstract for Gu Xu to bear looking at.

The second wave of monsters was even more ferocious.

This time, it was warriors dressed in full armor who charged out.

The black iron armor was covered with rust and moss, and beneath the helmet visor were faces that had rotted away to the point of being just skeletons.

They wielded katana and charged toward the ghost palanquin in perfect unison.

[Monster Name: Netherworld Armor Guard - Undead Warrior]

[Level: 85 (Elite)]

[HP: 12,000,000/12,000,000]

Level 85.

The level is still increasing.

But the result was the same.

The "Hundred Ghosts Sending Off the Bride" event has been triggered, and readers are all...

The third wave was even more outrageous—it was monks who rushed out.

A bald monk wearing a robe and holding prayer beads.

He was still chanting scriptures.

Although the scriptures coming from those rotting mouths sounded more like someone scratching glass with their fingernails.

[Monster Name: The Lyricist of the Underworld - Fallen Monk]

[Level: 85 (Elite)]

When Gu Xu saw this group of monsters, he finally couldn't hold back anymore.

He lifted the sedan curtain and looked at the increasingly long wedding procession behind him—at the front were ronin in kimonos, in the middle were samurai in armor, and at the back were bald monks chanting sutras.

The three groups of monsters now stood in neat rows on both sides of the ghost sedan chair, their steps synchronized and their expressions blank.

It's like an NPC that's been put into autopilot mode.

I said…

Gu Xu glanced back at the team behind him, his expression complex: "Is this dungeon some kind of underworld from Sakura's ancient mythology?"

He glanced at the ronin in kimonos, the undead warriors in armor, and the fallen monks chanting sutras, and clicked his tongue.

"Ronin, samurai, monks—all that's missing is a ninja. It's got all the elements. It's fucking hell."

Tucci squeaked twice on the roof of the sedan chair, as if to express his agreement.

"Shut up, you're the worst kind of devil."

Gu Xu glanced at it.

The team continued to advance.

Time ticked by. Five minutes. Ten minutes. Fifteen minutes.

The surrounding scenery remained unchanged.

It was still yellow fog, still puddles, and still occasionally a few human faces would appear.

Occasionally a small group of monsters would appear, but they were all absorbed into the ranks of the Hundred Ghosts' Wedding Ceremony.

The procession behind the ghost sedan chair grew longer and longer, from the initial dozens to the current hundreds.

From a distance, it looks like a winding dragon.

Gu Xu began to sense that something was wrong.

"Wife."

He tilted his head slightly.

The ghost bride was gently waving her newly acquired fan when she heard the sound and hummed in response.

"How long have we been walking?"

"It's been about fifteen minutes."

"A quarter of an hour..."

Gu Xu frowned. According to the normal structure of a secret realm, once the first level's boss is defeated, it should only take a few minutes to reach the entrance to the second level.

"But after walking for fifteen minutes, there is still an endless yellow fog and puddles in front of us."

He even wondered if he had gone the wrong way.

"Big eyes!"

Gu Xu looked up and called out.

The Eye of the Past hovered in mid-air, its enormous single eye turning around, with purple nebulae surging within its socket.

"Check if there's a road ahead. Scan at full power."

The eyes of the past receive the order.

The single eye, which occupied two-thirds of the body's surface area, suddenly widened, and the purple light surged to a new level.

The perceptual fluctuations spread outwards in all directions to the west from the center of the Eye of the Past.

It's like a radar at full power, scanning frantically.

Two seconds later, the tentacles of the Eye of the Ancients suddenly pointed in one direction.

Gu Xu looked in the direction the finger was pointing.

Then he saw it.

The end of the yellow fog.

About 300 meters ahead, there was a huge dark shadow.

The dark figure was only a blurry outline in the thick fog, but even that was just an outline.

You can also tell that the thing is ridiculously big.

The Styx Ghost Carriage sped up.

The vengeful ghost who escorted the bride and the hundreds of monsters that had been recruited trotted after them.

The yellow mist was cleaved open in the direction the ghost sedan was moving.

As the distance closed, the outline of the dark figure became clearer and clearer.

Finally, the last layer of yellow mist was torn apart by the perceptual fluctuations of the Eye of the Ancients.

A city appeared before Gu Xu.

Read the full text of Chapter 387, "Ronin, Samurai, and Monk: A Wedding Procession from the Underworld," for free. Link: [link missing].