Chapter 1283

After entering the tall building, the first thing that came into view was an extremely dark and long passageway. The passageway spiraled downward, leading to a circular underground space that had been partitioned into relatively independent areas.

At the center of the space was a crimson pool, and within the partitioned areas were cages that imprisoned all kinds of souls.

The Soul Reapers were currently locking the captured souls into the empty cages. Aside from that, there were also some who were standing motionlessly within the crimson pool, seemingly doing something.

"Looks like this is where the souls are imprisoned. There's nothing much to see here. Let's look elsewhere and find a way to leave this place as soon as possible," the Weeping Soul said.

"What's going on with the Yama Cauldron? Is it still guiding us?" Han Li asked with a nod.

The Weeping Soul hesitated momentarily before replying, "The guiding force from within the cauldron is guiding us to the black cloud behind us."

Han Li's expression stirred upon hearing this, but he wasn't surprised. After a moment of thought, he said,

After a moment of thought, he said, "Let's split up and see if there's any way to leave this crimson space. There's no need to search outside the city. I've already used my divine sense to scan the area, and there's no way out.

"This secret technique should last for a day and a night, so there shouldn't be any problems during that time."

The Weeping Soul and Han Li retraced their steps one after another as they left the building. They then split up and headed in two different directions.

Half a day later, the two of them met up again at the caged building with grim expressions on their faces.

Neither of them had found a way to leave this place.

"If push comes to shove, let's see if we can break out of this crimson space," the Weeping Soul said.

Han Li was just about to say something when his expression suddenly changed. He brought the Weeping Soul to the caged space beneath the building and looked at the souls imprisoned within.

"What is it, Master?"

The Weeping Soul asked upon seeing Han Li's actions.

"I suddenly thought of a way to leave this place," Han Li said with a smile.

"What is it?" The Weeping Soul's eyes lit up upon hearing this.

"This place doesn't look like the netherworld, so these souls won't be imprisoned here forever. They should be transported to the real netherworld. As long as we can find a way to transport these souls, we might be able to leave this place," Han Li said.

"That makes sense. Why didn't I think of that before?" Weeping Soul came to a sudden understanding.

"I just don't know when they will make their next move." Han Li's eyes flickered slightly as he said so.

"Isn't that simple?

I'll just ask around. "Weeping Soul grabbed Han Li's arm and quickly led him to a secluded cage.

One of the Soulbringers threw the soul in his hand into a cage and turned to walk out. As he turned a corner, an arm stretched out like lightning from the darkness beside him, grabbed the Soulbringer, and dragged him into the darkness.

A Soul Gatherer walked over from behind and suddenly felt his vision blur. It seemed that a companion in front of him had suddenly flashed into the corner and disappeared.

As the Soulbringer passed the corner, he poked his head in and looked inside.

At the end of the corner was a dead end. On the ground, there was a small dark-red cauldron, covered in dust. It was unknown who had placed it there.

Apart from this small cauldron, there was nothing else.

The Soulbringer muttered to himself and continued walking forward, not taking this matter to heart.

Within the space of the Yama Cauldron, the Soulbringer's body was bound by chain-like black light, unable to move.

The sound was like the cries of ghosts in the middle of the night, or like the crawling of poisonous insects. It was extremely uncomfortable to hear.

"Can you understand what he's saying?" Han Li looked at the Weeping Soul.

The Weeping Soul smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"What about you?" Han Li looked at Sun Zhongshan beside him.

"Although I know a little of the Netherworld language, I don't know much. I can't understand what they're saying," Sun Zhongshan said, shaking his head.

After saying this, he looked at Han Li and the Weeping Soul with a surprised look.

These two masters were really good at making trouble. In just a short while, they had already captured a person from the Netherworld.

"There's no other way. I'll just search his soul. Although I can't understand what he's saying, at least I can see his memories," the Weeping Soul said.

Then, it pressed its hand on the Soulbringer's head. Rays of dark light flew out from its palm and enveloped the Soulbringer.

The Soulbringer's face showed a look of pain, and he let out a shrill scream. Under the black light, his body quickly shriveled up.

A moment later, the Weeping Soul released its hand.

"How is it? Did you find anything?" Han Li asked.

"As you guessed, every once in a while, the Netherworld will send a ghost general here to send the souls in the city to the Netherworld. According to the time, the next time someone from the Netherworld will come is in the next few days," the Weeping Soul said happily.

"That's good. How will the ghost general from the Netherworld come?" Han Li asked with a sigh of relief.

"From the black cloud behind us. When the time comes, a spatial passage will be opened there, and all the souls in the city will be transported away in one go," the Weeping Soul said.

Han Li's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Just think about it.

"By the way, we've captured a Soulbringer. Will we be discovered?" Han Li asked as a thought occurred to him.

"Don't worry about that. There are many Soulbringers, and they're only the outermost members of the Netherworld. They won't be counted frequently," the Weeping Soul said.

Han Li was relieved to hear this.

In the next few days, Han Li and the Weeping Soul didn't leave. They stayed in the space of the Yama King's Cauldron, learning the language of the Netherworld from Sun Zhongshan.

The Weeping Soul searched the Soulbringer's soul, and the Soulbringer also had a rough understanding of the language of the Netherworld. With the two of them working together, Han Li and the others quickly understood the language of the Netherworld.

Seven days later, the black cloud behind the blood-colored building fluctuated violently. An incomparably powerful wave of energy burst forth, causing the entire blood-colored space to tremble.

Countless black runes flew out of the black cloud, and soon formed a black vortex. At the center of the vortex was a black passageway. It looked extremely gloomy, as if it led to the darkest place in the world.

A black figure flew out of the passageway. This person was dressed in a black robe, and he held a jet-black staff in his hand. His facial features were much more regular than those of the Soulbringers, and he didn't look much different from an ordinary person.

The Soulbringers in the blood-colored city had already gathered in front of the black cloud, escorting the souls here.

"Let's go!" The black ghost general waved the staff in his hand and said in the language of the Netherworld.

When the Soulbringers heard this, they immediately threw the souls in their hands forward.

The black passageway emitted a devouring force, and all the souls flew over and disappeared into the passageway.

There weren't many souls in the city, and they were quickly sucked away by the black passageway. The black ghost general flashed into the passageway.

The black passageway flickered twice and quickly closed.

However, before the passageway closed, two blurry figures flew over like lightning and disappeared into it in a flash.

Han Li and the Weeping Soul Beast felt as if their entire bodies were being torn apart by a tremendous force. The world around them was turning upside down, but they gritted their teeth and endured it without making a single sound.

After a long while, the tremendous force around them disappeared without a trace.

Han Li and the Weeping Soul Beast's vision blurred, and they appeared in a black space. An incomparably huge abyss appeared in front of them.

The abyss was tens of thousands of feet wide, and it stretched out in both directions. It was impossible to tell how long it was, but the center of the abyss was a deep and serene black, and it was unknown where it led.

Black Qi constantly billowed out of the abyss. Apart from the extremely dense yin energy, there was also a strange kind of ghostly energy within this black Qi.

Unlike ordinary ghostly energy, the ghostly energy here was abnormally pure. Moreover, it was much heavier and more viscous, as if it were liquid.

"This is the Netherworld?

It doesn't look like it. "

The Weeping Soul Beast muttered to itself when it saw the scene before it. Then, a thought occurred to it, and it summoned the Yama Cauldron.

The dark red cauldron flickered with light, and it pointed toward the bottom of the abyss.

The Weeping Soul Beast's eyes lit up, and it was just about to make a move when Han Li grabbed it.

"Wait," Han Li said indifferently.

"What is it, Master?" the Weeping Soul Beast asked curiously.

However, Han Li didn't look at it. Instead, he looked at the abyss in front of them with a cold smile on his face. "Do you think you can fool me like this?

Come on out. "

The Weeping Soul Beast was shocked to hear this. It looked at where Han Li was looking, but it still couldn't sense anything.

"Oh? You can actually sense my presence? Your divine sense is quite powerful." An unpleasant voice that sounded like metal scraping against each other sounded from up ahead. It was speaking in the language of the True Immortal Realm.

A cloud of black Qi appeared in the air up ahead, and it rapidly expanded. In the blink of an eye, it had transformed into a black cloud that was tens of thousands of feet in size.

The terrifying wails of countless malicious ghosts rang out from within the cloud, and they stabbed into Han Li and the Weeping Soul Beast's souls like countless sharp arrows.

The Weeping Soul Beast groaned in pain, and Han Li's brows also furrowed. The two of them hurriedly circulated their divine sense to protect their souls, and only then were they not affected by the wails of the malicious ghosts up ahead.

Sinister winds howled around the black cloud, and black Qi permeated the air, obscuring the situation up above.

Han Li's expression darkened. He waved his right hand, and a dazzling bolt of golden lightning swept forth in a frenzy. A peerlessly powerful sword projection imbued with the power to shatter space itself instantly tore apart the sinister winds around them.

The situation above the black cloud was clearly presented to Han Li and the Weeping Soul Beast.

There was a dense mass of ghosts standing on the black cloud, and there were at least two to three thousand of them.

These ghosts were identical to the one that the Weeping Soul Beast had devoured earlier, and their auras were basically the same as well. All of them held black tridents in their hands, and they were arranged in a neat square formation like a disciplined army.

Han Li ignored the other ghosts, and his eyes fell on the figure at the very front. A hint of wariness flashed through his eyes.

This was a middle-aged man with a tall and slender figure. He looked no different from an ordinary person, but his eyes flashed with a terrifying crimson light, and he was smiling viciously at Han Li and the Weeping Soul Beast.

He wore an illusory black robe that fluttered in the wind, and all types of terrifying ghosts kept emerging from beneath the black robe. There was a black spear that was over three meters long strapped to his back, and there was a layer of ferocious black light flashing on the spear's surface. It also exuded a ferocious aura, and even Han Li felt a sense of danger from it.

Han Li sized up the man before slowly asking, "May I know who you are, and why have you set up an ambush here? Are you trying to ambush us?"