Yu-Gi-Oh!: This card wants to go to you.

Perhaps because they were so deeply entangled, Melonica could hear the three little ones making a fuss.

"Alright, alright, I'll take you." Melonica sighed slightly, unable to refuse the three of them.

After fine-tuning her deck, she looked up slightly and inadvertently glanced at the moon high in the sky. Suddenly, she caught her breath and quickly shook her head away.

"This is..."

Just one glance and you feel a chill run down your spine?

This moon... I feel like I've seen it somewhere before...

"I can't think about it, I can't think about it." Melonica patted her face, the cool pain distracting her.

Her intuition told her that thinking about it any further would lead to danger.

She took a deep breath, gripped the black umbrella tightly, raised her hand, and carefully extended it toward the snow mountain portal.

On the other side, Luo Bai glanced up at the new moon, then immediately looked away.

A chilling coldness seeped into my body, a chilling thought that filled me with dread.

"This moon..."

Without a doubt, it looks very similar to the moon in the Uncharted Realm.

The underworld moon is much larger in scale, but it shares a terrifying similarity—

They all move!

He had previously confirmed that the moon above the Unbounded Realm was actually a star disk, adorned with twenty-four stars, nine of which were lit and fifteen were dim. The rotation of the star disk caused the significant changes in illumination.

"This world is really complicated." Luo Bai shook his head and sighed softly.

Just then, a familiar voice drifted over: "Hmph—"

Hand over the portal, and I'll spare your lives!

Luo Bai looked in the direction of the voice, somewhat surprised, and greeted with his mouth slightly open: "Oh, isn't this Sera?"

"It's been more than ten days since I last saw you."

"Wow, that's brave of you."

The Sera before me was dressed exactly the same, except that she was surrounded by a group of undead, making her look like a mafia boss.

"Who are you?" Sera narrowed her small eyes, scrutinizing the person before finally recognizing them and exclaiming, "You... what are you doing here..."

"The intelligence is wrong!"

"Brothers, let's move on to the next spot!"

"Whoa—" Hundreds of undead followed suit, raising their hands and letting out strange cries.

They arrived in a grand procession, ready to make a big splash, and they left just as swiftly and efficiently.

Luo Bai was stunned: "Running so fast."

"I didn't expect this little guy to stay here too. What about the others..."

If even the timid Sera dared to stay, it's reasonable to assume that Debel and his group are probably there as well.

"There are many formidable opponents."

He let out a long breath and walked firmly toward the teleportation portal to the training ground.

Shiranui Village is better; the two teleportation portals are very close together.

The white fox on Xiao Wubu's shoulder, after entwining thousands of undead, turned its eyes bloodshot.

"Let's go," the little white fox whispered in human language.

Kobu nodded slightly: "Mm."

"Very nourishing, what a pity." Luo Bai sighed as he looked on.

Honestly, I really want to eat it.

However, Xiao Wu had done him a favor, so he couldn't bring himself to harm him.

Let the undead experts handle the undead corpses.

Two people, not far apart, simultaneously reached their hands towards the portal.

A blinding white light swept over them, and the portal quickly closed.

As if traveling through time, the world suddenly opened up before us, and a huge snow-capped mountain stood tall.

It appears to be thousands of meters high.

At the foot of the snow-capped mountain, people came and went, and the noise was incessant.

Luo Bai looked up and sighed, "There are so many living beings."

Generally, the dead are unable to distinguish between the dead and living beings due to their low spirituality. However, living beings can still tell them apart after a period of contact.

The biggest difference is—

Living beings may blush, whether from anger or shame.

This place is now the real entrance to the snow mountain. The snow mountain has more than a dozen areas, each of which can accommodate hundreds or thousands of spirits.

Before embarking on the actual climb, consider forming a team.

After all, there are theoretically a maximum of four reincarnation slots, and none of you here are necessarily enemies.

Those who can get here are all elites who have fought their way out of the tribes.

There was a prominent countdown timer on the entrance gate, fifteen minutes, which should be the assembly time.

The "Civilized Square" is a place for trash talk.

Luo Bai strolled around the square casually, looking around.

A bus drove towards us, passed by, and finally stopped in front of the snow mountain gate, its front facing the road leading up the mountain.

A red-haired woman got off the bus.

The bus from the demon world to the mortal realm

The bus from the demon world to the mortal world

The driver was a woman with light blue hair, an old acquaintance—

【The Temple's Water Attempt】

Chapter 588 The Fated Spirit and the Snow Mountain Rules

"Hey there—" The red-haired tour guide nimbly jumped off the bus, a friendly smile on his face, and waved to the undead in the square.

Her red hair fluttered in the breeze, like a burning flame, drawing everyone's attention. Most of the undead waved their arms and let out strange cries: "Hey—"

"Guide, sir!"

"long time no see!"

"I'll definitely get on the bus this time, sister, wait for me!"

Their eyes gleamed with an excited redness, and the entire square suddenly became exceptionally lively. It seemed that these undead and the red-haired guide were old acquaintances.

The red-haired tour guide smiled, revealing a set of neat white teeth, and waved for everyone to quiet down: "Alright, alright, this batch consists of new drivers."

She gestured towards the water dispenser on the bus, her voice tinged with apology.

Please bear with us.

"The new driver might be in a bad mood and could turn the car around."

"Huh?!!" the undead shouted.

"No way! I make a living by taking the bus!"

"Give me a ride, I'll do anything..."

The venue immediately became restless and filled with wails. Even some of the more composed individuals, such as a certain dragon-born youth, had trembling eyes and a hint of unease in their gazes.

Seeing this, the red-haired tour guide sighed slightly, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

Seeing the unusual behavior of the undead, the newbie Luo Bai patted the [Fated Spirit] beside him with some confusion: "Brother, what's going on?"

My hand struck empty air. Was it a ghost?

Luo Bai raised an eyebrow in surprise, not expecting to have mistaken the spirit for a dead one.

Albus saw a hand pierce through his body, turned around in shock, drew his short blade and quickly retreated, his voice filled with vigilance: "A living being?!"

“No ill intent.” Luo Bai raised his hands in a French salute.

At the same time, his gaze swept over the person in front of him, who was completely covered by a large cloak, with only half of his face showing.

A dragon-born boy

However, that small tuft of white hair on his forehead had a strange sense of familiarity.

"I just want to ask what the bus means."

"It seems...to be very important?"

His voice was questioning as he tentatively started the conversation.

Albus confirmed that the other party meant no harm, and that duels were generally not allowed in the mountain entrance plaza. He then sheathed his short blade and slowly said, "In a blizzard, the bus will guide you to the correct mountain path."

"This is extremely important for people who often get lost."

"Like you?" Luo Bai suddenly teased.

When the tour guide mentioned that the driver might turn back, I could clearly feel this person tense up.

"I—" Albus took a deep breath, "This is my eighteenth time climbing a mountain, how could I possibly get lost again!"

"This time I definitely won't get lost!"

The way he tried so hard to argue was so cute.

Luo Bai narrowed his eyes and thought to himself, "Great, I've caught an old idiot."

This is a very important resource: a human-shaped compass.