That gaze came and went quickly, and before Soul Tuo could react, the feeling of being watched by the gods had quietly faded, and when he looked up, the man on the lonely boat had already withdrawn his gaze.

At that moment, he watched like rain, and the clothes behind him were completely soaked with cold sweat, and the indifference contained in his eyes was like looking at an ant on the side of the road.

This kind of gaze can already be called contempt, but Soul Tuo can't afford to be angry, and even when that gaze is withdrawn, he still has a feeling of the aftermath of his life.

What exactly is this?

Soul Tuo no longer dared to look up at the yellow river manifested above the void, he could only look at the old judge, who was also slightly pale, and asked him what he had done with his eyes.

The old judge's face turned slightly pale, not only because of the consumption of Yuan Force, but also because of the fear he felt when he saw that lonely boat. Obviously, even he himself never expected that his supernatural power would invite such a terrifying existence.

There should have been a Nai He Bridge on the Yellow Spring that he himself reflected, and there should have been an elderly woman on the bridge who invited the dead ghosts on the Yellow Spring Road to drink a bowl of Meng Po soup.

His name is "please God", and what he originally wanted to invite was the soup maker on the Nai He Bridge.

Meng Po is a ghost god in the underworld, and his status is much higher than that of the two ghost generals of the bull head and horse face, and this ghost god manifests on the Nai He Bridge all the year round. This kind of divine artifact that can cross the Yellow Spring, even if the cultivation of the old judge Wuzong wants to manifest it, it is by no means an easy task.

Even though it was just a flaw he had imagined, it was with the help of a hint of rhyme in the legend of the artifact, which was why he was so struggling.

Although the old judge has manifested the two ghost generals with a bull head and a horse face, and his combat power is also quite good, the reason why he insists on wanting to manifest the figure of the woman on the bridge is because of the original supernatural powers of the ghost god.

Meng Po, a ghost god, stands on the Nai He Bridge all the year round, and the boiled Meng Po soup can make the ghost who died in vain forget the past life, step into the cycle with a hazy dazedness, and usher in a new life.

However, few people know that that bowl of Meng Po soup is just an appearance, and the real horror is the person who boils this bowl of divine soup.

Meng Po has the ability to cut the shackles of cause and effect, and it is precisely because of her that she can let those persistent ghosts pass under that bowl of Meng Po soup. This deity can even cut off cause and effect, and if her image is manifested, it will naturally be easy to cut off the hazy connection between them.

The old judge has more experience than Qi Tuolai, and after fighting with this strange power many times, he gradually noticed some clues.

Whether it was the strange figure before, or the strange snake that came out of the void at this time, only showing its head and not fully manifesting its full body, they all had a strange connection with the obscurity.

The connection is imperceptible, unimaginable, but real. Previously, he used his divine power to cut off the strange snake, and it would not be long before it manifested again, and if it continued to kill like this, it would be consumed alive by them sooner or later.

Although the old judge had already retreated, he saw the strange snake blocking all his way from all directions, and he also knew that it was not so easy to leave.

Therefore, he will manifest the ghost general of the underworld, and it is naturally not a problem to deal with this strange giant snake with the divine power of the bull head and horse face, but the trouble is that this strange snake has the magical power of resurrection from the dead.

In this way, not to mention the ghost general magic shadow he manifested, even if the real ghost god of the underworld arrives, I am afraid that he may not be able to kill it cleanly.

In this way, he remembered the ghost god on the bridge, if the figure of Meng Po was manifested, the connection between the underworld was cut off, and then the two ghost generals opened the way, even if it was killed with two burdens, what would be the difficulty.

But he never thought that when he performed the "Judge Please Divine Technique", he did not invite the god on the bridge, and when the judge pen he threw out fell on the Yellow Spring, he didn't know what a strange change occurred, and turned into a lonely boat.

Out of the darkness, a strange figure stepped on the lonely boat, holding a penny, stepping on the endless netherworld river and flowing down like this.

Not to mention the soul extension, even the old judge who is used to seeing ghosts and ghosts doesn't dare to move now. He dared to guarantee that there was absolutely no such god in the "Judge Inviting Divine Technique" he had practiced, but the terrifying gaze just now made the old judge also perceive the boundless horror.

Seeing the ancient figure flowing down the Yellow Spring, the old man's mouth was also slightly bitter, how did he know what kind of character this person was?

On the lonely boat, a figure wearing a hat and a cloak looked at the few people standing or sitting cross-legged below, and the cheeks hidden under the shadows did not know what color they had.

After a long time, the figure on the lonely boat sighed, and looked at the distant horizon, not knowing where it touched.

[The confinement of this world is about to be lifted......]

Hearing the words coming from the end of the Yellow Spring, the ancient and vicissitudes of life, made the scalps of the two martial arts masters present explode, and the old judge also widened his cloudy old eyes, his hands trembled, and even his beard was pulled off.

The...... It's alive!

In the distance, in the low house, which was glowing blood-red by the light of the candles, a man with a tall crown suddenly widened his eyes. His face, which was already pale with thick powder, was even more bloodless at this moment, and even the already dim light in the room seemed to be lowered by three points.

In the crypt space below the platform, this narrow world seemed to have lost its boundaries, and in the haze, an earthy yellow river crossed in the ethereal void, and above that river, an ancient partial boat flowed downstream.

This river of yellow springs is incomparably huge, and even if it is only a phantom that manifests here, it is by no means something that this small space can carry. And the boat on the river floated from afar, and the distance that flowed through it had long exceeded the space of this heaven and earth.

But whether it was the Yellow Spring River or the lonely boat, they didn't touch the obstacle of the earth and rocks, they seemed to be outside this world, and the two grandmasters present, whether they were the old judge or the soul tuo, did not notice the abnormality in this.

Or maybe they didn't have time to think about it, they didn't care about the faux pas caused by staring directly, and they all looked at the figure of the hat on the lonely boat in a daze.

This ferryman over the Yellow Spring...... Is it really alive?