A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

A sword strike was unleashed.

"Broken Water Stream" or "Broken Waterfall"

The jet-black sword managed to cut through the water cannon, which was impossible to touch, and the impact of the blade continued unabated as it attacked Kong Meng.

"Swoosh—" A small piece of Kong Meng's head was easily sliced ​​off, and at the same time, the giant fish cried out in pain.

However, even though Bray's sword cleaved through the water cannon, it still couldn't completely shield him from the river water that rushed towards him like a curtain of water.

A small portion of the river water fell on Bray, wetting his worn-out coat.

His jacket wasn't waterproof at all, and water quickly seeped into his shirt.

“…” Bray frowned, and from the wet spot on his body, dry hands kept reaching out.

If it were only this level, it wouldn't make Bray frown.

Importantly, after being soaked by the river, he could deeply feel a kind of discomfort in his soul, as if it were being shaken.

Bray was certain that if he had been soaked from head to toe, he probably would never have made it out of the underworld.

By then, I would probably have become one of those undead heading in a certain direction.

"As expected, this is no good stuff," Bray muttered, instinctively feeling that the murky river water was extremely problematic.

I never imagined that just getting wet could have such an impact on my soul.

"The living are not allowed to exist in the underworld."

"Those who are alive and wish to remain in the underworld have only one choice—"

“That is to become the dead,” Kong Meng said angrily, enraged by the sight of Bray slicing off his face.

Since He was created in the Yellow Springs, He has never suffered a defeat.

Bray forced himself to endure the discomfort, rotated his wrist, and adjusted his movements.

“There’s a second option: let me go,” Bray said coldly.

Since the underworld does not welcome the living, then we shouldn't have brought them in in the first place.

"You have no choice!" the giant fish roared.

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Half an hour later, a broadsword pierced through the giant fish's gills, pinning its head to the stone bridge.

"Impossible, how could this bridge be pierced..." Kong Meng said incredulously, unable to move.

This stone bridge should be immovable, yet it is indeed pinned to it by a sword.

“It is indeed very hard, but it’s still possible to poke it a little bit,” Bray said.

"..." Kong Meng's fish eyes stared at Bu Lei's dead fish eyes for a long time.

"I surrender." The ferryman then surrendered without hesitation.

"I am neither alive nor dead, so as long as the Yellow Springs exist, I will not be destroyed," Kong Meng said.

"Oh," Bray responded, though it was unclear whether he believed it or not.

"..." The big fish remained silent for a few seconds.

"If I get seriously injured, these undead will wander around, and the outside world will be in complete chaos."

Bray listened to Kong Meng's explanations without any change in expression.

"Anyway... I surrender, please don't kill me." Kong Meng said helplessly, his tone no longer as forceful as before.

“Tell me how to leave the Underworld,” Bray said, getting straight to the point; that was the only thing he wanted to know right now.

“Follow this direction...and you will see the entrance to the Underworld.”

"But that's not the exit, and there's no way out of the Yellow Springs. You can only say you can try." After fighting with Bu Lei, Kong Meng had no temper left.

You're asking about the specifics of the battle? It was horrible; I don't want to talk about it.

Of course, He did manage to hurt Bray; at least one side of Bray's clothes was soaked, and his soul was somewhat injured.

Compared to myself, it was indeed practically nothing.

“Then let me ask you another question. Do you know anything about Dizoka?” Bray thought for a moment and then asked another question. “Lord Dizoka...?” Kong Meng, still pinned to the bridge, said with a slightly surprised tone.

It is common knowledge that the true master of the underworld, the "Lord of the Underworld, Dizoka," has long been banished from the world.

The giant fish was very puzzled as to why the topic of Dizoka was suddenly brought up.

He looked at Bray with his fish eyes and pondered for a long time.

Did Kong Meng know about Dizoka? Of course he did, it was impossible for him not to know.

After all, His own existence was created by Dizoka; without that true god, there would be no fish like Him.

However, hearing this name again after several eras made Kong Meng feel a little dazed.

"I am Lord Dizoka's creation. Why are you mentioning that lord?" Kong Meng said with difficulty, his gills really hurting from being nailed to the stone bridge.

"I guess He did this to me," Bradley said, showing absolutely no respect for the divine.

"How could that be? Lord Dizoka has already been banished from Kapras, and besides, even gods wouldn't lay a hand on a mortal like you..."

"Since Lord Dizoka's departure, the Underworld has been empty for countless years."

"What about the undead that kept passing by?" Bray asked.

"Uh..." Big Fish only realized what was going on after being asked by Bray.

Yeah, why are there so many spirits in the Underworld lately? Before, there wasn't a single ghost in the Underworld.

"..." Bree was speechless. Maybe, perhaps this fish was even more foolish than he had imagined. It truly lived up to its reputation for being able to surrender so decisively.

"You mean Lord Dizoka is back? What's going on?" Kong Meng's fish eyes lit up immediately.

This put Bray in a difficult position. He was a little afraid that the fish would shout "For Lord Dizoka" and fight him to the death once again.

“He didn’t come back, he just wanted to come back.” Bray’s lips twitched. He should have been asking the fish something, but it turned into him telling this clueless fish information.

After much deliberation, Bray told the fish some of what he knew.

Kong Meng was not as stupid as he had imagined. After listening to what Bu Lei said, he basically understood what was going on.

However, He did not attempt a counterattack; instead, like a hopeless salted fish, He remained nailed to the stone bridge.

"Lord Dizoka is trying to gain power through other means."

“As long as His existence has a significant enough impact on the world, it’s not impossible for Him to break through even when the world’s walls are crumbling,” Kong Meng said.

The power of the Golden Seed is actually difficult to explain in just a few words.

All we can say is that if Dezoca restores the function of the Underworld and renders the "Wandering Tomb" ineffective, the world may be forced to reduce its expulsion of Dezoca.

At that time, it became easy for Dizoka to descend upon the earth as a god once again.

Other gold-type characters can also break through using this method, but it seems that it's easier for Dizoca.

“Emmmm,” Bray looked at Kong Meng, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Don't you have any other ideas?" Bray tried to ask.

"What are your thoughts?" Kong Meng asked in confusion.

"About Dizoca."

"Whether Lord Dizoka comes back or not, nothing will change for me, so it doesn't matter," Kong Meng said nonchalantly.

He was created to fulfill this mission.

Nothing else would bring Him any benefit; He would not become stronger by doing anything, nor could He be separated from the Underworld, nor could He satisfy any other desires.

"All I need to do is fulfill my duty and prevent the dead from going backwards." After saying this, He glanced at Bray.

“Don’t look at me, I’m not dead.” Bray reluctantly drew his sword, freeing Kong Meng from the stone bridge.

Although Kong Meng was able to break free, it came at the cost of having the other half of his fish face torn off.

It would be best if Bray could free himself up on his own initiative.

The giant fish plunged into the river in a few swift movements, then stood up halfway and stared at the river.

"By the way, are you planning to stop Lord Dizoka from descending?" Kong Meng asked abruptly.

"If so, are you going to swallow me?" Bray glanced at the large fish whose wounds hadn't healed yet.

"I can't swallow it," Kong Meng muttered in a hoarse female voice.

“However, I quite support your plan. The return of the gods is not a good thing for the whole world,” Kong Meng said.

"For the whole world?"

"Hmm...is there something strange about what I just said?" Kong Meng twisted his fish body, wondering if there was anything wrong with what he had just said.

"Fine, I'll leave you alone. My obsession is to prevent the dead from going back to their mortal state. You are not the dead, so I don't need to worry about you."

“That’s right, that’s it.” Kong Meng stopped dwelling on the previous topic and began talking to himself.

"By the way, here's a suggestion: if you want to easily find the entrance to the Underworld, climb up the stone platform; that's the highest point of the Underworld." After saying this, the big fish plunged into the river and stopped bubbling.

Bray stood on the stone bridge, staring blankly at the spot where the big fish had disappeared for a moment.

After a long time, although his coat was still a little damp, the discomfort in his soul gradually disappeared.

Sure enough, you can't touch the river water. In fact, if the big fish really fought Bray recklessly, Bray would have been wetted by more than just that little bit of the river.

The ceaseless sound of the river echoed in my ears, a sound carrying the melody of death.

Everything around was still so dark, and this darkness, compared to pitch blackness, gave people a different kind of oppression and terror.

There were no desperate cries, but there were faint, strange moans that, to some extent, stirred one's fragile nerves even more.

Of course, this is on the premise of vulnerability.

After Kongmeng left, Bray continued walking alone on the huge stone bridge, his next destination probably being the stone platform in the mouth of the giant fish.

He couldn't tell whether Kong Meng was lying to him or not, but he had no other choice at the moment.

You can aimlessly search for the entrance to the Yellow Springs that Kong Meng mentioned, but wouldn't that also mean you've believed what he said?

If you believe the other person is lying, then you really have no choice, so Bray believed it.

Stone tablet, stone bridge, stone platform.

The road to the underworld and the world of the dead are separated by this great river.

The sign of arriving in the world of the dead is that huge stone monument.

The highest point of the underworld is that stone platform that has not yet been reached.

There is no right or wrong when crossing the river, and no right or wrong before the monument.

What will he encounter in the afterlife? It's certain that he won't escape unscathed.

As Bray crossed the stone bridge, he encountered many of the same kind of guardians of the underworld he had encountered before.

Although these Yellow Springs Guardians vary in strength, overall they are not as threatening as Kong Meng.

Some are unable to speak, while others can speak awkwardly.

There was nothing particularly special about it; the guardians of the underworld blocking the way only occasionally gave Bray the illusion that he was playing a level-based game.

Of course, it was just a thought; he didn't think that Dizoka would have such an interest.

Currently, Bray only knows one Golden Seed who enjoys making games, and he doesn't want to know a second one.

After shattering the Yellow Springs Guardian blocking his path with a single sword strike, he arrived at the other end of the stone bridge.

The scenery around me changed the moment I stepped off the stone bridge.

Before crossing the bridge, all that could be seen on the other side was a dark, barren wasteland.

What appeared before Bray's eyes was no longer a desolate land, but an abandoned village.

It is called a village because the building complex is not very large.

All the houses were built of wood, but they looked like they had been there for a very long time, decaying like the spirits of the dead.

"Does anyone live here?" Bray couldn't help but wonder.

But Kong Meng told him that living people are not allowed to exist in the Yellow Springs, and he was an exception.