bookrandom Chapter 730: Map of the Underworld
Chapter 730: Map of the Underworld
Lin Feihong and Wei Ye crawled to Chen Yile's side and looked at him, not knowing what to say.
The three of them were covered in blood and indescribable things, staring at each other with their black and white eyes.
Chen Yile stared blankly at the air in front of him, recalling every moment he had with Lin Qingyao.
My mind is full of what kind of clothes she likes to wear, her preference for spicy food, sweet food, and her love of adding excessive milk to her coffee.
He remembered what she looked like, her smile and shyness, and how when she smiled, two dimples would appear.
Now, all of this has dissipated into the air, and Lin Qingyao no longer exists in this world.
The cold wind whistled past, blowing up the scattered dead leaves on the ground, making a rustling sound.
Chen Yile's eyes were empty, as if he had lost all vitality.
He dug his fingers deep into his palms, but felt no pain.
Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps broke the silence.
Four familiar figures came running from a distance. Leading the group was He Qingheng, his face full of worry.
"Brother Chen! We are late!" There was a hint of guilt in He Qingheng's voice.
He rushed to Chen Yile with the other three people. Seeing that a few people were missing, he seemed to understand something.
If Lin Qingyao isn't seen in such occasions, then she is most likely no longer alive.
He Qingheng seemed to have thought of something important, and his expression became serious.
"Brother Chen, don't be too sad. Maybe there is still a way."
Chen Yile raised his head and looked at him, as if expecting the method he would mention.
"I remember my grandmother told me about a way to bring the dead back to life."
"What did you say! Is this true?!"
Chen Yile's voice trembled, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.
A strong hope surged in his heart, as if he saw a glimmer of hope.
"It's true!" He Qingheng nodded firmly. "I remember my grandmother said that as long as we can find the five sacred artifacts and combine them into one during the Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony, we can reverse life and death and resurrect the dead."
Chen Yile's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he saw the dawn of hope.
"We already have the five sacred artifacts. How do we hold the ceremony? We'll go now!"
"Brother Chen, your body hasn't recovered yet, so there's no need to be so anxious."
There was a hint of hesitation in He Qingheng's voice.
"No, go now! Qingyao is dead, I can't wait any longer!"
He Qingheng and the other three looked at each other and finally nodded.
They knew that Chen Yile's determination was unshakable.
"Okay, let's go now."
Chen Yile turned around and looked at the place where Lin Qingyao disappeared, with a complicated expression in his eyes.
"Wait for me, Qingyao."
There was a hint of determination in Chen Yile's voice.
The cold wind whistled across the eaves of the earth building, leaving a shrill sound in the night.
Chen Yile stood in front of his grandmother, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force.
"Grandma." His voice trembled. "I beg you to find a way to revive Qingyao!"
He Qingheng patted his shoulder gently.
The grandmother sat on the Taiduan chair, looking at Chen Yile with cloudy eyes, with a bit of sympathy in her eyes.
She slowly raised her withered hand and stroked Chen Yile's face: "Child, I know what's in your heart."
Chen Yile closed his eyes and let the tears fall.
He Qingheng, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up: "Grandma, Chen Yile is indeed sincere. Please help him."
He paused, his eyes scanning the few people standing in the corner.
Ning Ruohe, Chen Batian, and Shi Lingye were all looking at their grandmother with anticipation at this moment, obviously agreeing with He Qingheng's statement.
"Child, I remember that you once cured my amnesia."
Grandma's hands began to tremble slightly. It wasn't that long ago that she had contracted a strange illness. Her soul seemed to be pulled by something, and she was drowsy all day. Later, it was Chen Yile who bravely entered the underworld and cured her.
"You are a good child. Everyone can see your feelings for Lin Qingyao."
Grandma's voice was hoarse and low.
As the night deepened, the candlelight in the earthen building flickered, and the air was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood.
Finally, grandma nodded.
"Okay, I'll help you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire earth building suddenly shook.
A powerful airflow came from all directions, forming a huge vortex in the air.
The ancient books, jade pendants, and bronze artifacts that were usually placed quietly made crisp collision sounds in this airflow.
"let's start!"
Grandma's voice suddenly became majestic.
Chen Yile felt his heart almost jumping out of his chest. He saw He Qingheng nod at him, telling him not to be afraid.
Following the grandmother's order, five seemingly ordinary objects were presented one after another.
Those were the five sacred artifacts that had returned to their original form after suffering severe damage. First up was the Reincarnation Disk, a round bronze plate covered in intricate patterns.
The second is the Samsara Mirror, the mirror surface is already a little mottled.
The ghost lamp emits a faint blue light, while the immortal disc looks like an ordinary disc.
Finally, there is the Book of Immortality, with yellowed pages and no words on the cover.
The moment these five items were placed on the altar, the temperature in the entire earth building dropped suddenly.
Chen Yile could clearly feel his breath condensing into white mist in the air.
The grandmother stretched out her withered hand and gently touched the reincarnation disk.
In an instant, the five divine weapons simultaneously emitted dazzling light. These lights intertwined and merged in the air, eventually forming a powerful beam of energy.
"This is..." Chen Yile widened his eyes.
Within that energy beam, an ancient scroll slowly unfolded. It depicted an unfamiliar land, with towering mountains, the winding Yellow River, and a variety of bizarre buildings.
"This is the map of the underworld. It records the route to the lowest level of the underworld."
Grandma's voice echoed throughout the earth building.
Before he finished speaking, the entire earth building began to shake violently again. The ancient books that had been silent suddenly began to flip through the pages of their own accord, making a rustling sound.
Grandma's voice became deeper.
"If you want to resurrect Lin Qingyao, you must enter the underworld."
Chen Yile looked at the map of the underworld handed to him by his grandmother. The dense lines on the map outlined an unfamiliar land.
"This is the greatest secret hidden by the Five Sacred Artifacts—the route to the underworld."
Grandma's voice was low and serious.
"Every marked place is a checkpoint you need to pass. There are 108 checkpoints in total. Only after passing these 108 checkpoints and reaching the end of the underworld can you know how to resurrect Lin Qingyao."
Chen Yile's hands trembled slightly. He looked down at the map in his hand. The paper was icy cold, like a gust of wind from the depths of hell.