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Chapter 362 Suffocating Karma Rain

On the Naihe Bridge, the underworld officials escorted batches of souls to the Hall of Rebirth for reincarnation.

Ta-la... Ta-la...

Some souls transformed into human figures with black chains tied to their bodies. They passed through the winding bridge surfaces, dragging on the ground with crisp sounds.

"The rain of karma is coming! Divine punishment is falling, all souls beware!!!"

When they were about to reach the front of the black hall, a clear and deep voice sounded above the underworld shrouded in black fog.

At the front of the hall, the charming woman who was holding a black spoon and scooping Forget-Dust Soup suddenly put down the spoon. "Clang!" The bowl in her hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"The rain of karma is coming! The rain of karma is coming. It's over. The underworld is going to be over..."

The charming woman murmured in horror, ignoring the fallen bowl and the steaming soup, she stood up dejectedly and slipped into the black hall.

Crash...

Two seconds after the clear and deep male voice fell, the reddish-brown rain fell silently as fine as needles, like an endless nightmare.

Rain falls on the dead trees growing in the River Styx.

Showering on the palace roof above the River Styx.

It fell on the surface of the wooden bridge connecting the palace, forming streams of water that slid down, as sad as tears.

"Ahhhh..."

On the Naihe Bridge, the souls that were drenched by the reddish-brown karma rain let out shrill screams the moment they came into contact with the karma rain.

In the blink of an eye, the soul melted into a pool of red blood and quickly flowed into the black river.

"Hiss..." A ghost messenger was accidentally drenched in the arm by the rain of karma, and a black hole was corroded on his arm in seconds.

"Build a barrier to block the rain of karma--!!!"

No matter what, these evil spirits must be sent to reincarnate first.

Under the command of the chief of the underworld, the underworld officials who escorted the souls to reincarnation worked together to build a dark blue barrier above the Naihe Bridge.

"Hurry up and don't dilly-dally."

After seeing the power of Karma Rain, the souls rushed towards the black hall in front of them, and the not very wide bridge was instantly crowded.

"Boom!"

Some souls unfortunately fell from the bridge into the River Styx, struggled for a few times and were completely annihilated.

Before the rain of karma comes, the water of the River Styx is torment for the soul.

When the karmic rain converges into the River Styx, the water of the River Styx is destructive to the soul.

.....Tick! Tick, Tick.....

The reddish-brown rain of karma slid down the barrier and dripped into the River Styx, creating countless ripples the size of bowls.

The outermost layer of the newly built barrier was corroded within two minutes.

"Ms. Meng, your soup——"

When the underworld escorted the souls to the square in front of the Black Palace, a large pot of Forget-Dust Soup had already been contaminated.

"My fellow underworld messengers, follow me to reincarnate and experience the calamity! When I return after ten thousand years, I will see if there is any improvement in the underworld."

The seductive woman called out to the underworld officials.

Then he turned around resolutely, walked towards the palace gate, and leaped into the dark abyss.

Her red clothes were quickly torn into pieces, and her ghostly body turned into nothingness, leaving only her immortal soul, which lingered on and entered the path of demon life.

"Forget it. For now, we can only give up the Forget Dust Soup."

A long line of souls, under the power of the underworld, fell into the endless abyss.

In the core area of ​​the Styx, the situation is even more difficult.

The rain became heavier and heavier, from a drizzle to moderate rain, and then to a downpour.

They quickly gathered into streams, flowing along the built barriers into the River Styx, and the water level in the river became higher and higher.

The piers of Naihe Bridge were gradually submerged.

When it gathered into the river, the reddish-brown rainwater was instantly contaminated by miasma and turned into a dark, turbid, and highly corrosive liquid.

"All the underworld officials, listen to my orders and build a barrier together to prevent the rain of karma from eroding the palace and the bridge."

The old King Yama, wearing a red and black Yama robe, stood on the eaves of one of the palaces. He looked at the 50,000 underworld soldiers standing in the air above the other palaces, and spoke in a solemn and stern voice.

"As ordered!"

Fifty thousand underworld soldiers responded in unison.

The old Lord Yama looked up at the man in a black cassock standing on the clouds in mid-air, "Earth Lord, I'll trouble you to purify the karmic rain."

Wuwang: "Okay."

The underworld officials hurriedly dodged with umbrellas in hand.

The black special umbrella swayed in the wind, and it seemed that it might be blown over at any time.

They instantly split into several teams, running around the buildings in the underworld, building barriers to block the impact of the karma rain.

Two old Yama Kings of very high status held gourd-shaped instruments to absorb the falling karmic rain.

"This time the karmic rain will last for seven days. Just like a million years ago, the water level of the Styx will inevitably rise to the point of submerging all the Naihe bridges."

Wuwang looked solemn and he quickly flew high into the sky.

He looked down at everything.

Every drop of karmic rain here seems to carry a heavy karma, knocking on the souls of all beings and evoking the deeply hidden pain and regret.

The outline of the palace buildings was blurred in the reddish-brown rain, as if being ruthlessly swallowed up.

This suffocating karmic rain made the entire underworld silent and desolate.

"Blessing—"

Wuwang withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes slightly.

Holding the transparent causal thread in hand, the petals of the heart-stirring lips touch lightly.

An ancient scripture was chanted from his mouth, carrying with it a power of merit that shook the soul.

Penetrate every corner of the underworld.

The powerful voice with no intention of changing its tune hummed for a moment.

The transparent causal line in his hand suddenly glowed with golden light, and the dazzling light penetrated through layers of rain, purifying the divine punishment carried by the rain.

Three days later in the underworld.

"It's bad, Lord Yan. The barrier can't hold up anymore."

"Lord Yan, the water level has risen to the bridge surface. We can only stand on the bridge railing now."

Wuwang looked at the scene below, a hint of contemplation flashed in his deep eyes, and then he flashed to the top of the palace with his staff in hand.

The old Lord Yama was just about to say to the underworld officials, "Bring out all your storage instruments, take as much as you can," when he saw Wuwang appear before them.

Dong Yan looked at Wu Wang and asked, "Why did Di Zun come down?"

Wuwang said calmly, "I will use a magic weapon to take away some of the Styx water, and you will do your best to protect the palace."

Dong Yan looked at the golden staff in Wuwang's hand.

This is a weapon that has been with the Earth Lord for tens of millions of years. It can bless the group, and it can also destroy the existence of an entire world in an instant.

The Earth Lord actually wants to abandon his personal weapon...

Dong Yan said seriously, "Earth Lord, after the Supreme Staff collects the water from the Styx, it can no longer be used... Are you sure you want to do this?

If you encounter a difficult monster, your only weapon will be gone."

In the underworld, besides the Lord of the Underworld, the Lord of Earth is the most powerful being.

There are also rumors among the underworld that the power of the Earth Lord is actually stronger than that of the Lord of the Underworld.

However, the souls in the underworld have never seen the merciful Earth Lord take action, so the rumor that he is "stronger" cannot be confirmed.

Although he and Xi Yan have high reputations, their cultivation is far inferior to that of the Lord of the Underworld and the Lord of the Earth.

If we really encounter a difficult monster or evil spirit, we have to rely on these two to take action.

Wuwang: "Yeah."

His eyes fell on the weapon he had used for many years, and then he gently stroked the staff in his hand. After giving her the Buddhist beads, this was indeed his only weapon.

Two seconds later, Wuwang flashed to the center of the River Styx.

The staff in his hand emitted a dazzling light, sucking the water of the Styx into it bit by bit.

Over time.

The water that originally flooded the bridge surface gradually receded, and the water level dropped to its original position.

As a result, the Supreme Staff that had lasted for tens of millions of years became obsolete.