“You are...”

Qiao Yu looked at the old Daoist priest in front of him, pondering in his heart, then his eyes widened.

“You are... Zhang Erhe!”

Qiao Yu was extremely surprised. Didn't Zhang Nianyu say that Zhang Erhe had been struck to death by heavenly lightning?

“You still remember me.” Zhang Erhe smiled slightly, with a bit of an immortal demeanor.

“Sure enough, you are also a real living person.”

Qiao Yu took a deep breath, his eyes gradually becoming serious.

The inner world on Kaiji Star was indeed not some so-called copy metaverse, but a passage to real cosmic worlds.

As for why the previous copies were reset, Qiao Yu guessed that it should be repeating itself in a certain period of time.

And about the creator of the inner world, Qiao Yu had a clue in his mind.

Many previously confusing doubts, Qiao Yu began to sort out little by little.

“I had already asked Nianyu to tell you before, that your world is real, and my world is also real, but unfortunately, you didn’t seem to understand the meaning of this sentence at the time.”

A hint of indescribable meaning flashed in Zhang Erhe's turbid eyes.

"What about you? Didn't Zhang Nianyu say that you were struck to death by heavenly condemnation?" Qiao Yu asked.

"Hahahaha." Zhang Erhe laughed loudly, his laughter filled with a sense of madness. "You ask the heavens, does it dare condemn me?"

Rumble!

As soon as Zhang Erhe's voice fell, lightning flashed in the sky, thunder rumbled, a cloud of dark clouds gathered above the Daoist temple, and a strong wind blew, making Zhang Erhe's purple Daoist robe flutter.

But the thunder lingered for a long time, but it did not fall.

"Daoism pays attention to the three disasters, nine difficulties, and ten tribulations. The thunder that Nianyu saw was not the so-called heavenly condemnation, but my thunder disaster."

Zhang Erhe explained calmly.

“After the thunder disaster, there will be nine difficulties, one of which is to have no attachments and end all emotions. Fortunately, I devoted myself to cultivation and had no contact with Nianyu again."

Qiao Yu looked at Zhang Erhe, and then he was extremely surprised to find that he couldn't see through Zhang Erhe!

He used the omniscient insight of the Ghost Eye, but he could not observe what would happen to Zhang Erhe in the next three seconds!

"How is this possible..." A look of horror flashed in Qiao Yu's eyes. You must know that omniscient insight can even observe Hermes' movements!

The Zhang Erhe in front of him seemed to be completely integrated with the heaven and earth. This heaven and earth is Zhang Erhe, and Zhang Erhe is this vast and boundless heaven and earth!

"Don't waste your effort, Qiao Yu, you can't peek into my future. On the surface, we are only separated by a few years, but this is the Twelfth Universe, the Necromantic Era, the fastest universe in terms of time flow."

“It has been a thousand years since we last met.”

Zhang Erhe's words made Qiao Yu's pupils shrink sharply. A thousand years ago!

As far as he knows, even the peak of the Pseudo-God realm would have a hard time living for a thousand years.

What realm has the Zhang Erhe in front of him reached?

"Follow me, I know you have many doubts, I'll explain to you as we walk."

Zhang Erhe got up and walked towards the Daoist temple, talking as he walked.

The Twelfth Universe Necromantic Era, where he is located, is the closest universe to the Underworld.

Therefore, this universe often has things that other universes do not have, such as ghosts, zombies, and drought demons.

Qiao Yu had been to the Twelfth Universe twice, once to Ghost Mountain, and the other time to the Silent Town where he met Zhang Nianyu.

The legendary world of the dead is said to be hidden in the void of the Necromantic Era.

Zhang Erhe spoke in front, and Qiao Yu listened quietly behind.

Zhang Erhe stepped into the depths of the Daoist temple, and then he narrowed his eyes. A magic circle rose up, and in the center of the magic circle, a horsetail whisk emerged. The horsetail whisk looked like it had a strong sense of righteousness.

Zhang Erhe grasped the horsetail whisk, then looked at Qiao Yu.

“Okay, now it’s time to take you to improve your strength, that lotus is indeed in your body.” Zhang Erhe said with a smile.

Qiao Yu couldn't help but frowned.

That lotus? He remembered that Zeus also exclaimed about that lotus in the First Universe.

What exactly is that so-called lotus in his body?

Qiao Yu didn't ask further, because he knew that if Zhang Erhe didn't continue, he naturally didn't want to tell him.

With a sweep of the horsetail whisk, the surrounding space shattered inch by inch. When the space was reorganized, Qiao Yu found that he had come to another place.

Here, it was pitch black all around, even the darkness was so deep and thick that it felt like being in a huge black hole.

Even the blue-gold Ghost Eye could not see through this darkness at all, and all that could be seen was darkness.

"What is this place?" For some reason, Qiao Yu vaguely sensed that there seemed to be countless eyes watching him in the dark.

“This is Ghost City, Fengdu.” Zhang Erhe said lightly. “After the Underworld disappeared, the dead souls could not enter the Underworld for reincarnation, so they have been gathering in this Ghost City, wandering for eternity.”

“What you see in this darkness are the countless lonely ghosts that have accumulated over the years.”

"Understood!"

Qiao Yu suddenly understood, and then took out the Zhulong Crescent Blade.

"Old Zhang, you want me to physically transcend these poor ghosts and improve my strength at the same time, right? No problem!"

The moment the Zhulong Crescent Blade appeared, Qiao Yu clearly felt that all the eyes that were spying on him in the dark had disappeared.

"What the hell are you thinking!"

Zhang Erhe quickly stopped Qiao Yu with the horsetail whisk, his forehead full of black lines.

"What I want is for you to pass through Ghost City Fengdu and open the gate of the Underworld! As long as the gate of the Underworld is opened, these lonely ghosts can go to the River Styx for reincarnation."

“At that time, the power of gratitude from these billions of lonely ghosts will be enough to drive your cultivation base to climb rapidly,” Zhang Erhe explained.

"Ah... so that's how it is." A look of disappointment flashed across Qiao Yu's face.

He glanced at those lonely ghosts with some reluctance. Opening the gate of the Underworld? He felt that killing ghosts to improve his cultivation was faster. He hadn't killed ghosts for a long time.

Using spells to exorcise ghosts is what those novices do. He, a true master, uses a big knife and fists when exorcising ghosts.

"Don't be disappointed, you'll have plenty of opportunities to fight. This gate of the Underworld is not so easy to open. There is a terrifying thing blocking the gate of the Underworld." Zhang Erhe narrowed his eyes and said, "Go, keep walking, don't look back, the entrance to the Underworld is in the depths of this Ghost City Fengdu."

"Okay!"

Qiao Yu nodded, then grasped the Zhulong Crescent Blade and walked forward.

Along the way, it was pitch black, with ghosts everywhere. Occasionally, he could hear shrill and resentful cries, but no ghost dared to approach Qiao Yu. Obviously, they were frightened by the Zhulong Crescent Blade.

Qiao Yu strode forward. This Ghost City Fengdu seemed to have no end, with darkness and ghosts everywhere.

Qiao Yu didn't know how long he had been advancing in this darkness, perhaps half a day, perhaps three days, perhaps a month.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a door appeared in front of Qiao Yu, a very high door, exuding a bronze luster.

In front of the door, a monster nearly ten meters tall with three heads was lying prostrate, and the terrifying baleful aura around it had even solidified into substance.

Qiao Yu took one look at the monster and instantly couldn't hold back, exclaiming in surprise.

"Hell Cerberus, Cerberus?"