"I'm surprised that you're afraid as well."
The illusory voice from before rang out once more, sometimes to the left and sometimes to the right. Sometimes it seemed to be whispering in one's ear, and sometimes it seemed to be far away.
Du Kang calmed his mind and withdrew his gaze. He no longer looked at the layers of white bones under the bridge, only thinking of them as reefs in the water. He lifted his legs and quickly walked down the Golden Water Bridge. He was faced with a total of 81 steps, with passageways on both sides and a huge relief sculpture in the middle.
Tongues pulled out, eyes gouged out, a sea of fire, a mountain of knives, malevolent evil ghosts cackling, layers upon layers of resentful souls wailing to the heavens, a river of blood flowing under his feet, bones rising and falling in the water, broken limbs everywhere, dark clouds billowing above his head, there was no sun, no moon, no stars.
Although the carvings were crude, they were extremely lifelike. With just a few lines, the malevolent ghosts and wailing souls were vivid and lifelike.
Du Kang stood on the steps, his mind involuntarily immersed in the relief sculpture. It was as if he had fallen into this boundless purgatory, where he could neither live nor die.
"South …"
Suddenly, a Buddhist voice as loud as the morning bell and evening drum resounded in the dead silence. A ball of brilliant golden light rushed out from behind Du Kang. The golden light enveloped Du Kang, and a warm feeling washed over him. Du Kang's body trembled violently, and his unfocused eyes regained their clarity. He raised his hand to grab the Buddha's hand and looked up at the main hall.
There was a soft sound of surprise in the main hall. This time, the voice was not as illusory as before. Although there was not a trace of life in it, it could be heard clearly.
In Du Kang's line of sight, a tall figure slowly walked out of the main hall, stood in front of the stairs, and coldly looked down at Du Kang. "You're the one who escaped earlier?"
"You!
Lao Wang!? "
Du Kang's originally cool and pretentious expression was instantly shattered when he saw Lao Wang walking out of the main hall. What was left was disbelief. He rubbed his eyes subconsciously and confirmed that the person in front of him was Lao Wang. That lazy gaze with a trace of wretchedness and that face that deserved a slap were things that Du Kang could never forget.
"You know me?"
Lao Wang's brows furrowed slightly, but he quickly regained his indifference and made an inviting gesture. "Since you're here, please come in for a chat."
"Lao Wang?
It's me, Du Kang, Xiao Pang!
Why don't you recognize me? "
Du Kang pointed at the tip of his nose. He felt that Lao Wang's appearance was a little strange. "Lao Wang, didn't you go to reincarnate? Why are you here?"
"Reincarnation?"
Lao Wang sneered and raised his eyebrows slightly. "This is the Heaven Realm. It is immortal and cannot be destroyed after experiencing calamities. Why would I reincarnate as a mortal and fall into the boundless sea of bitterness?"
Alright, Du Kang had to admit that although the person in front of him looked exactly like Lao Wang, he was definitely not Lao Wang based on what he said. Although Lao Wang was also full of nonsense, he would not be like the person in front of him, who spouted nonsense with a straight face. Furthermore, he was the kind of person who spouted nonsense without end.
Shrugging his shoulders, Du Kang held the Eight Extremities Blast in one hand and the Buddha's Hand in the other, "I mistook you for someone else."
Du Kang lifted his foot and stepped on the first step. The originally white jade step suddenly turned dark red and sticky like blood. A pair of bloody hands with sticky threads grabbed Du Kang's ankle.
Fortunately, Du Kang was prepared. The Buddha's Hand slapped down and hit the back of the bloody hand. With a puff, the bloody hand collapsed and turned into a pool of pus and blood. Du Kang stopped and looked up at Lao Wang. He asked coldly, "What do you mean?"
"My Miss wants to see you, but it depends on whether you are qualified or not. Only by climbing this Soul Returning Ladder can you see my Miss."
Lao Wang put on a poker face and spoke without any expression, as if Du Kang was already a dead man.
Du Kang was so angry that he laughed. He nodded and pointed at Lao Wang, "Good!
Good, good, good!
That makes sense. I am not qualified. Okay, your Miss is gone. I will go home and look at the girls in my hard disk. See you later. "
After saying that, Du Kang turned around and left, leaving a dumbfounded Lao Wang standing on the Soul Returning Ladder.
Du Kang stepped on the Golden Water Bridge. Suddenly, there was a sound of bones rubbing against each other. Du Kang craned his neck and looked down. Before he could see what was going on, a white light suddenly rushed in front of him.
He stepped back and dodged, smashing the Eight Extremities Blast in his hand at the white light.
Crack!
The sound of bones breaking rang out. A pale skull was smashed into pieces by the Octupole Blast and scattered on the ground. But at the same time, countless skeletal hands grabbed the railing of the Golden Water Bridge, and skeletons climbed up one by one.
Their flesh was completely rotten, leaving only white bones. Tattered rags hung on their bodies. Every time they moved, there was a cracking sound, which made people's teeth ache and hair stand on end.
"Oh my god, are they skeleton soldiers or pirates of the Caribbean?"
Du Kang touched his nose. Since things had come to this point, there was nothing else to say except to fight.
A tall skeleton with a rusty kitchen knife on the left side of its face was cut in half by the waist. Then, with a flying kick, it was like kicking a soccer ball. With a crack, the skeleton's neck bone was broken, and its head flew out along with the kitchen knife, smashing the two wobbling skeletons behind it into pieces.
These skeletons looked scary, but they were nothing in front of Du Kang, who had the Eight Extremities Blast in his right hand and the Buddha's Hand in his left. In an instant, there were piles of white bones under Du Kang's feet, and he rushed under the Golden Water Bridge.
With a flip of his hand, he turned around and smashed the skull of a skeleton that was chasing after him. He looked at the entrance of the main palace and was so angry that his eyes seemed to be on fire. He coldly snorted and ran towards the city gates.
Those skeletons seemed to be bound by some kind of power and could only move around the Golden Water Bridge. After Du Kang rushed out, he looked back and saw layers of skeletons crowded together. There were countless white skulls, countless ghastly skeleton hands, and those black eye sockets that had long lost their souls. A deep chill made Du Kang's heart tremble.
"Enough!"
A thunderous roar rumbled from all directions. The mirage mist in the surroundings surged forward like a monstrous tsunami, pressing down on Du Kang's position.
"F * ck!
It's a big move! "
As Du Kang ran toward the gate, he shouted in his heart for Weiwei to save him. But no matter how Du Kang shouted, Weiwei did not respond.
Just when Du Kang was one step away from the gate, the mirage mist behind him finally caught up. The white mist suddenly condensed into a huge palm, grabbed Du Kang, and threw him high into the air.
"Ah!"
Du Kang's blood-curdling screams could be heard throughout the entire palace, but his screams stopped abruptly before everything returned to silence.