After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Chapter 590

A moment later, Qin He arrived at the deepest part of the Seventeenth Level of Hell.

The most powerful evil spirits in the underworld are imprisoned here.

A hundred steps away from the corner of the underground palace is a blue-black gate.

The gate was covered in dust, and the underground passage leading to the gate was filled with densely packed black silk threads running in all directions.

This is a silk web woven by the Netherworld spider, which is unique to the underworld. It is similar to the spider in the world of the living, but the difference is that it does not survive by hunting, but by absorbing bad luck and evil spirits.

This spider weaves its web very slowly and is a dormant creature. It takes ten years to form silk and a hundred years to form a web.

Yet here, a nest has been formed, like thousands of black veils.

A dusty smell hits me in the face.

"Sir, this spirit is of great importance. Do you really want to go?"

The Ghost King warned cautiously, and its eyes were filled with deep fear as it looked towards the end of the passage.

Anxiety was almost written on its face.

The underworld, a place that has existed for who knows how many years, has some things in it that even he, the second-in-command of the underworld, cannot explain clearly.

As for how scary it is, let me just say one thing.

According to records in the underworld, three "Yanjun" died here.

After the two Yama Kings went in, they never came out again.

Another just stood at the door for a moment before falling apart.

This is a place in the underworld that no one, from the King of Hell to the ghosts, wants to talk about or even mention.

It represents terror and taboo.

No one knows where it came from, even the book of life and death is blank.

I'm not even sure whether the things inside are "being" imprisoned.

Just know that as long as you don't get close to this prison, you will be safe.

After a long time, this scene was created.

At the same time, information about it was slowly forgotten.

"Are you scared?" Qin He glanced at it.

The Ghost King's face froze slightly, and he nodded reluctantly.

This is a place that it is absolutely unwilling to come to.

But Qin He insisted on coming, so it had no choice but to lead the way.

It's not that it's timid, but no matter what the outcome of the fight between the two powers, it may implicate it. If it doesn't lead the way, it will offend Qin He, and if it leads the way, it will offend the evil spirits inside. God knows what the consequences will be.

"If you're scared, just stay here."

Qin He threw down a sentence and stretched out his hand to shoot out a flame.

The flame was spherical, as big as a washbasin, and its color was azure blue. The moment it left my hand, a wave of heat hit my face.

Nanming Lihuo + Fireball.

"Boom~"

Wherever the flames passed, the Nether Spider Silk was instantly ignited, and then burned into nothingness in just a few breaths.

Not even a wisp of smoke came out.

The passage was clear, revealing the white bones lying on the ground.

There were as many as a dozen bodies, all of which had turned to powder.

The impact of the fireball on the door caused the sand to scatter like a tower, turning into a pool of bone powder.

The Ghost King watched all this in shock.

The origin of ghosts is spirits. After turning into ghosts, they will gradually condense into physical bodies and become more and more like humans. However, those who can condense into white bones like humans are all powerful people.

Although it is not ruled out that there may be living people coming here.

But the number of more than ten is enough to explain everything.

The three recorded deaths of Hades are surely only part of the story.

Qin He raised his legs and walked towards the door step by step.

Of course he knew there was great terror inside, but there were two reasons why he had to go.

The first one is naturally the reward. The mortal body realm is still constantly breaking through and has to continue to struggle.

Secondly, the longer you live, the more shadow play content you can see after you are cremated.

Right now, this is exactly what he needs.

So even if it means going through mountains of swords and seas of fire, we have to go for it.

The bones beneath his feet had turned to powder, having lost all their identifying features.

No one knows who they are or when they came here.

Soon Qin He arrived in front of the gate.

The fireball didn't leave any marks on it.

However, at this moment, an extremely powerful energy suddenly attacked Qin He from the crack in the door.

In stark contrast to the cold and gloomy underground palace, this energy was not cold at all, but extremely holy and majestic, causing Qin He's pores to open up and he felt as if he was floating in the air.

It seemed as if every hair and every pore in the body were about to fly away from the body.

There is a strong sense of comfort in the mind that makes people sink into it.

There was a look of infatuation in Qin He's eyes, but this infatuation disappeared just as quickly as it appeared.

The next moment, Qin He's aura surged, and this energy was isolated.

Qin He couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

What a powerful curse-breaking technique.

If I hadn't woken up from my addiction in time, I would have been disintegrated.

"Boom~"

Immediately afterwards, the energy slowly receded.

The azure gate slowly opened, and seven-colored divine light shot out from inside the gate, forming a dazzling color in front of Qin He.

The next moment, Qin He waited for his sight to return to normal.

The surrounding scene has completely changed.

He found himself in a world with gurgling water, singing birds and fragrant flowers.

It is picturesque and full of vitality.

In the fields, the wheat fields are slightly yellow, undulating in the breeze, forming pleasing wheat waves.

In the mountains and fields, there are herds of cattle and sheep, all fat and strong.

The strong men plowed the fields and sweated profusely.

Gentle women wash clothes and weave cloth.

The ignorant children are running around and playing, the vigorous teenagers are studying in the school and reciting aloud.

Wherever you look, it's a paradise.

In the distant sky, there is a sacred mountain. On it, there are thousands of Buddha lights, illuminating all living beings, and competing with the rising sun for brilliance.

Qin He frowned slightly.

Because he didn't notice that this village had the characteristics of an illusion.

On the ground, ants are foraging for food.

The morning dew is clearly visible in the grass.

There are still insects eating the fruits on the treetops.

Everything is so real.

Even Qin He wondered if this was entering another world.

"Strange guest, where are you from?"

Not far away, a group of novice monks walked out of the village. Seeing Qin He clasping his hands together and bowing, they stepped forward and asked.

"I... am lost. Where is this?" Qin He asked.

"This is Jinghe Village. We are going to Lingshan for pilgrimage. Are you going there too?" The leading novice monk pointed in the direction of the sacred mountain and asked.

"Uh...yes." Qin He nodded.

"Then we can set off together. The journey is a bit long, so we need to speed up." The leading novice monk invited enthusiastically.

So Qin He followed them and headed towards the sacred mountain to find out what was going on.

On the way, Qin He passed one village after another.

They are all like Jinghe Village, where men farm and women weave, chickens and dogs can be heard, and the place is peaceful and harmonious.

There are no vegetables here, no starving beggars, and everyone is well fed and warmly clothed, full of life.

The elderly are cared for, the young are educated, and the needy are helped.

The novice monk took Qin He for three days. No matter where they went to beg for food or stay, they were treated warmly.

Every village has a Buddhist temple and novice monks.

Three days later, Qin He arrived at the foot of the sacred mountain.

There is a city at the foot of the mountain, which is prosperous and wealthy. Merchants never cheat on their goods and shops never defraud their customers.

There is no trace of "government" here, but everyone is humble.

No one picks up lost items on the road, and no one locks the door at night.

There are also hundreds of Buddhist temples and countless monks.

This is a paradise on earth and also a Buddhist country.