This figure was no one else. It was precisely the Black City God.
Since the Heavenly Law Prison was taken by Qin Ye in the capital, the Black City God immediately took action. After spending some time, he arrived in the underworld.
Just like the Blind Granny, in order to obtain information on the underworld, he first went to Fengdu City and saw the destroyed Fengdu City.
This scene, even the Black City God was moved, and his smiling eyes showed a solemn color.
However, unlike the Blind Granny, the Blind Granny was frightened, but the Black City God was not. He thought for a moment, chose to stay in the underworld, and went deeper into the underworld.
As for the reason, it was because Great Xia had an ancient saying—wealth and honor are sought in danger.
Fengdu City was destroyed, and the underworld lost contact. Certainly, the underworld was now extremely dangerous, but the greater the danger, the more likely it contained immense wealth. If he happened to find a fallen deity of the underworld, for the Black City God, it would be an enormous opportunity. Even if the possibility was unknown.
But to kill Qin Ye, the Black City God believed it was worth the trip.
At this moment, looking at the tragic state of the Helplessness Bridge, the Black City God narrowed his eyes and pondered deeply.
"Even the Helplessness Bridge is destroyed? Something happened between the underworld and the celestial court, beyond expectations~" He said this with a smile.
But anyone who listened carefully could hear the heaviness in his words. And while the Black City God spoke, he did not remain idle. He examined the Helplessness Bridge and its surroundings, attempting to find clues about the underworld's loss of contact.
Not long after.
"Hmm? This is..."
The Black City God looked at a Three-Lifetimes Stone beneath his feet.
He was now beside the Yellow Springs Road, a few meters away from the Helplessness Bridge. Many Three-Lifetimes Stones were scattered here, and some stones had words engraved on them.
Among them, one engraved stone caught the Black City God's attention.
Two names were engraved on it...
[Black Mist], [Xiaogu].
"It's Black Mist's Three-Lifetimes Stone?"
The Black City God raised his smiling expression and couldn't help but murmur.
"The past life had no fate, this life has love, in the next life, the fate shall continue. Three lifetimes and three reincarnations, if destined, the flower shall bloom on the stone, and when the flower bears fruit, the fruit is called love, and the flower is called affection."
"No wonder Black Mist followed that damned guy instead of waiting for his wife to reincarnate. So it turns out there were words engraved on the Three-Lifetimes Stone."
Ordinary people did not understand the Three-Lifetimes Stone. But the Black City God understood. This was common knowledge among those who transcended the mortal world.
According to legend, the underworld had five great treasures, one of which was called the Three-Lifetimes Stone.
The Three-Lifetimes Stone contained the power of reincarnation. With it, one could see the past life, the present life, and the unknown future. If a man and woman's names were engraved upon it, and if they had feelings for each other, they would meet again in every lifetime.
The Black City God glanced at the Three-Lifetimes Stone beneath his feet. Then he looked around once more.
The Helplessness Bridge was destroyed, and the Red Spider Lilies were burned down, yet the Three-Lifetimes Stones remained unscathed. Their hardness was not something that could be easily destroyed. In the end, the Black City God shook his head.
Rather than wasting time here destroying the Three-Lifetimes Stone to disrupt Black Mist's love, the Black City God had no interest in such a trivial benefit.
This had little impact on Qin Ye. It was better to spend his time searching for the underworld's lost connection. That was the real gain he was interested in.
Immediately, without looking back, the Black City God stepped over the Three-Lifetimes Stone and walked into the burned Red Spider Lily field by the riverbank.
"This doesn't seem to be the fire of the underworld."
The Red Spider Lilies here were nearly destroyed. Some were still burning.
The Black City God crouched down and examined the Red Spider Lilies tainted by flames.
Unlike flowers in the mortal world, the Red Spider Lily was no ordinary flower. It was nourished by the Yellow Springs Water, planted by the river of reincarnation, and blessed by the cycle of rebirth. Even the spirits of the underworld could not easily destroy it.
Yet now, the Red Spider Lilies were burned.
Upon closer inspection, as a deity of incense and worship, incense was one of the purest righteous forces in the world, most sensitive to opposing evil. The Black City God keenly sensed that the fire on the Red Spider Lilies was filled with malice.
This kind of malice had the eerie chill of ghost fire, the resentment of grudges, the murderous aura of slaughter...
As if all the world's evil forces were fused into one.
Because of this, the fire on the Red Spider Lilies did not have the transparency of normal flames; instead, it was like a thick liquid.
As if sensing the darkness in the Black City God's heart—he was a deity of incense but not a righteous god. He was a false god, existing between good and evil, leaning more toward evil.
Suddenly, the fire on the Red Spider Lilies seemed to have life, writhing toward the Black City God, just like how sunflowers turn toward the sun.
If the Black City God had not been cautious and maintained some distance, the fire would have latched onto him.
The Black City God immediately stepped back.
"What is this black fire?"
His eyes flickered, openly showing his astonishment. But before he could continue to examine it—
Tap...
A heavy footstep echoed from afar.
The Black City God's ears twitched, and he listened closely. Lifting his head, he looked toward the opposite shore.
The sound came from across the river. And accompanying it was a strange aura. This aura was very similar to the black flames, like a fusion of mixed energies, forming a presence that made the Black City God feel uncomfortable.
The Black City God's eyes narrowed even further, and his brows slightly furrowed at this moment.
The footsteps were approaching and the unsettling aura was also seeping closer.
Clearly, the source of it all was coming this way.
Very soon, under the Black City God's gaze, a figure appeared in his line of sight. It was the source of the commotion just now, walking step by step toward the riverbank. As it approached, the Black City God saw its appearance clearly.
In an instant, the Black City God's expression brightened with joy.
"Huh? It's Black Impermanence..."
The figure ahead wore a black hat, black robes, had a dark blue complexion, and held a soul-reaping chain—every trait revealing its identity.
It was a deity of the underworld—Black Impermanence.
But in the next second, before the Black City God could be pleased about finding an underworld deity, hoping to uncover the truth behind the underworld's lost connection, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his face changed.
"No… What is that thing?"
At this moment, as the so-called 'Black Impermanence' approached the riverbank, its appearance became clearer in the Black City God's vision.
It was dressed exactly like Black Impermanence, but its form was disturbingly off.
This 'Black Impermanence' walked as if having convulsions, with black viscous liquid flowing out of his mouth from time to time.
And the eerie situation did not stop at this.
This 'Black Impermanence,' at the position slightly behind his head on his shoulder, actually had another head.
That was a bull's head.
No matter how one looked at it, it was clearly the bull's head from the "Ox-Head and Horse-Face" of the underworld gods, but at this moment, the bull's head had grown on Black Impermanence's body.
With each step taken, that bull's head would occasionally let out groaning words of pain, saying, "It hurts, it hurts, ah, it hurts…" and from its mouth, black viscous liquid continuously dripped.
Besides this, the soul-reaping chain in 'Black Impermanence's' hand…
At the head of the chain, the sharp soul-reaping scythe was nowhere to be seen. Instead, in its place, a horse-faced head had grown.
It was just like this, being dragged all the way by 'Black Impermanence' with the chain, the horse-faced head scraping along the ground.
The scene was too eerie.
Even Black City God, upon seeing this, felt his scalp tingle.
He had mentally prepared for the underworld's disconnection, had imagined various scenarios of its disappearance, but no matter what, he had never thought that the missing celestial gods of the underworld would have turned into this state—neither human nor ghost.
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