He walked through the rift of the underworld, a passage of death, like a bridge between the two worlds. The cracked walls are like ancient rocks eroded by time, uneven and exuding a cold atmosphere. Mu Yu's heartbeat echoed in the silence, intertwined with his footsteps to form a unique movement.

Finally, he stepped out of the crack in the darkness and found himself in a large temple. This large temple gives a solemn and mysterious feeling, as if every stone, every carving is full of stories. At the entrance of the temple, the three big characters "Ghost Gate" are particularly eye-catching. The handwriting is rough and powerful, like thousands of years of history engraved on the stone wall, telling the world the mystery and majesty of the underworld.

Mu Yu looked up and saw that the interior of the temple was dim, and the only light source came from an ancient altar in the center. The altar was filled with various offerings, apparently intended to be sacrificed to ancestors or gods. As he walked into the temple, he felt that there was an indescribable smell in the air, which was dirt, death, years, and seemed to be the precipitation and oblivion of history.

He looked around and saw all kinds of strange symbols and patterns carved on the walls of the great temple. They stand out in the dim light, as if ancient ghosts whisper and tell the secrets of the underworld. Mu Yu couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, he could feel the weirdness and mystery of this underworld, as well as the strong coercion.

Mu Yu stood in place, looking around, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity swelled in his heart. It was as if he had an invisible map in his mind, and the place he was standing at the moment was that mysterious corner of the map. He frowned slightly, trying to recall, but found that the fragments of his memories were a little blurry, as if they had been eroded by the years.

He took a deep breath, put aside the doubts in his heart for a while, and took a vertical leap, his body piercing the sky like a meteor. He instantly came to the sky, looked down, and the whole area suddenly came into view.

It was a sight that cannot be described in words, grand and mysterious. The mountains, forests, and rivers are like a natural picture. However, what shocked Mu Yu the most was not the scene on the ground, but the faint "link" that crossed the mountains, crossed the forest, meandered, and finally disappeared into the sky.

That's the way to Earth!

This discovery made Mu Yu's heartbeat instantly accelerate, and his eyes widened, almost unable to believe his eyes. However, the existence of that "link" silently proves his conjecture.

His gaze moved to the sky, where there was an invisible barrier that separated the earth from the earth like a canopy. Although the diaphragm was far away from him at this moment, Mu Yu could clearly feel its existence.

Is this the intersection of two worlds? He speculated in his heart.

Mu Yu held his breath and immersed his consciousness in this mysterious space. He tried to sense the invisible barrier, as if it were an invisible wall, between him and the unknown. The power of Roselle in his body quietly surged, like a tentacle of exploration, trying to break through this barrier.

Gradually, Mu Yu's sense became clearer and clearer. He sensed that under this barrier, there was a powerful force hidden, which was the prohibition of the gods. It was like an indestructible chain, tightly binding the space, preventing any living creature from entering.

Mu Yu's heart rippled. He understands that in order to enter this mysterious space, he needs to find a way to break this ban. And the power of Roselle in his body is with this magical power. As long as the potential of Roselle's power is unleashed, it is possible to break this prohibition and enter that mysterious world.

Mu Yu took a deep breath and condensed his mind on the power of Luo Shen in his body. He felt the power surging through his body, like a sleeping dragon gradually awakening. He silently urged the power in his body, gathered it on his fingertips, and then gently touched the invisible diaphragm.

Mu Yu suddenly realized that the so-called place of divine inheritance had actually been on the earth all along, and this was just a passage. It turns out that as long as you get the corresponding divine transmission in the outside world, you can enter this mysterious world. This also means that there must be someone in the outside world who has obtained the complete inheritance of the gods.

At this moment, Mu Yu's heart was filled with endless wonder and joy. His vision seemed to become wider, and the world in front of him became more mysterious and profound. He knew that his life would be turned upside down.

An indescribable impulse surged in Mu Yu's heart, he wanted to get out of this passage, to find those who have obtained the inheritance of the gods, to explore the world full of mystery and danger. He vowed to seize this opportunity to pursue the pinnacle of that endless power.

However, in this world full of unknowns, Mu Yu also knows that he needs to remain calm and cautious. He knew that only through continuous hard work and struggle could he truly become a powerful inheritor of the gods. So, he decided to explore, learn, and grow in this mysterious world to meet the challenges of the future.

Under Luo's reminder, Mu Yu instantly understood everything. She knew that the original inheritance here was no longer there, and the remarks of the Difu Gu clan were obviously a little suspicious.

"They said the inheritance is still there, don't you know that we have taken it?" Mu Yu asked suspiciously.

Luo shook his head, "I don't know, maybe they really don't know the truth, but it's possible that there is some conspiracy hidden." ”

Mu Yu pondered for a moment, "We need to be careful, if they have a plan, we must be prepared to deal with it." ”

Luo nodded, "That's right, we can't take their word for it easily. ”

After discussing it, the two decided to investigate first and learn more about the information of the Difu Ancient Clan. They cautiously left the area and began their expedition deep into the underworld.

Along the way, they encountered many strange phenomena and powerful enemies, but Mu Yu and Luo both relied on their wisdom and courage to deal with them one by one. However, as they go deeper into the interior of the underworld, they find that things don't seem to be so simple.

The news that the ancient clan of the underworld is still alive seems to be false, and the conspiracy behind them is gradually emerging. It turned out that they were trying to use the power of inheritance to control the Three Realms, and Mu Yu and Luo were the stumbling blocks in their plans.

Faced with the increasingly clear truth, Mu Yu and Luo couldn't help but feel nervous and worried in their hearts.

The surroundings seemed to be nothing, only gray stones and cold air. They went all the way to the end of the barren land.

There is an ancient and powerful force in this place, which is the trace of the time when the poplar cake once existed. It's like a magnetic field, faint but still felt. However, they also noticed a subtle anomaly, an aura of pain and exhaustion, like a fierce battle that had taken place here.

"It seems that there are still some unsolved mysteries here. Mu Yu looked at the surroundings and spoke slowly. His gaze was wary and keen, trying to look out for any possible danger in the void.

Anything else sensed the strangeness here, and he followed closely behind Mu Yu, carefully taking every step. They continued to go deeper until they came to a large stone gate. The door is like a portal to another world, and its surface is carved with various mysterious symbols and patterns.

Mu Yu exchanged a firm look with He, and then pushed open the stone door together. A powerful force surged out in an instant, as if it was about to devour them. However, instead of flinching, they bravely stepped into this mysterious and dangerous place.

Suddenly, there was a subtle fluctuation at the other end of the crack. Figures gradually appeared, and their arrival attracted everyone's attention. These newcomers, dressed in a variety of costumes, are clearly not from the same continent. They didn't seem to be afraid of the gloomy aura of the place, and their eyes showed determination and expectation.

They quickly dispersed, some heading to the Difugu station, while others began to search the vicinity. Their actions attracted the attention of the ancient tribes, but the ancient tribes did not act rashly. They watched as they watched the outsiders and secretly adjusted their strategies.

These outsiders seemed to be completely unaware of the existence of the Ancient Clan, and their attention was completely absorbed by the Underworld Heritage. They rummaged through them in search of possible treasures and secrets. However, they didn't realize that behind them, the team of the Difu Ancient Clan was gathering.

The ancient clans gathered at an astonishing speed, and their figures stood exceptionally tall in the gloomy underworld. Their eyes were all focused on the group of outsiders rummaging through the inheritance of the underworld, their eyes flashing with vigilance and doubt.

At this time, the underworld became more tense, and the newcomer's actions undoubtedly touched the nerves of the ancient clans. And those who are rummaging through the inheritance have no idea that a big storm is coming.

Mu Yu went deep into the final place of the underworld, and the air was filled with the smell of death, which was suffocating. His footsteps left a deep mark on the thick pile of corpses, the mark of his hardships and the crossing of life and death. These corpses are all fresh monster corpses, they have different forms, some are hideous and terrifying, and some seem to be roaring before death, releasing the last rage.

In this creepy environment, Yang Cake appeared in front of Mu Yu. However, her state surprised Mu Yu. Her whole body was suspended in mid-air, her body swaying, as if she were a ghost. There was not a trace of blood on her face, and there was unspeakable fear in her eyes. Her hands reached forward, as if trying to grasp something, but there was nothing to grasp.

Mu Yu's heart trembled, he had never seen Yang Cake look like this. He approached her, trying to soothe her frightened heart. However, when he touched her, Yang Cake's body seemed to lose support in an instant, like a falling leaf, falling gently.

"Yang Cake, what's wrong with you? Mu Yu's voice was worried and nervous.

But Yang Bao didn't answer him, her eyes were tightly closed, as if she was suffering some kind of unspeakable pain. Her body trembled slightly, as if she was afraid of something.

Mu Yu's heart was full of doubts and uneasiness. He knew that in the final land of the underworld, they had to face the final test. And the abnormality of the yang cake seems to indicate that a greater crisis is coming.

Yang Cake was quietly suspended in mid-air, as if held up by an invisible force. Her posture is serene and mysterious, as if there is great power in the silence. On her chest, a huge axe appeared out of thin air, the blade of which shimmered with a cold light, as if it could cut everything. This axe gives the impression of being extremely powerful, as if it is a symbol of strength.

There was a strong gluttonous power coming from this axe, a wild and powerful force that seemed to devour everything. This power flowed from the axe and projected onto Yang Cake's body like rays of light, making her look like a god. At this time, Yang Cake's body also exuded a powerful momentum, which was a kind of powerful light, as if it could illuminate the darkness.

Yang Cake stood in the center, bearing the powerful impact from the unknown. Around her body, the air seemed to tremble, like a jumping note on the strings, trembling under the effect of rising power.

Yang Cake's eyes, like an abyss, devoured all the light around him. There was a determination on her countenance, and her fists were clenched, as if she were in great pain. Her body seemed to have become a channel, a channel through which endless power was introduced into her body.

That huge battle axe, at this moment, is exuding ancient and powerful power. It is like a key that has opened the seal, and what flows from it is a steady stream of gluttonous power. This force, like a torrent, broke through the shackles of time and space and poured directly into Yang Cake's body.

Yang Cake's body was trembling, but her eyes were still firm. She knew it was a challenge she had to face. Her heart was full of questions, but for Yang Cake at this moment, this power was unknown, but it was also something she had to accept and master.

Mu Yu stood in the distance, although his heart was full of worry, he knew that he couldn't interfere with Yang Cake. He watched Yang Cake bear the powerful force, and watched her body tremble, but his steps seemed to be nailed to the spot, unable to move.

His heart was full of questions, why did this gluttonous power appear in the underworld? Why did you choose to fuse with Yang Cake now? But he also understands that this is Yang Cake's fate and her journey. He could only stand aside, silently guarding her.

Looking at all this, her suspended figure in mid-air, the axe that flashed with gluttonous power, and the powerful momentum emanating from her body all proved that her strength had reached a new level.

The crowd was bustling, like a pack of greedy hungry wolves, and their eyes were focused on Yang Cake with an axe in hand. It was a huge axe, the edge of which shone with a cold light, as if telling countless stories. The axe in front of Yang Cake is like a piece of delicious meat, which attracts people's salivation.

Greedy lust spread through the crowd, and they swallowed their saliva, their eyes flashing with a wolf-like gaze. They wanted to come forward and snatch it, and the axe had become the thing they craved most. However, at this critical moment, Mu Yu stepped forward.

His figure was tall and straight, and his face was resolute and cold. His black thunder and thunder surrounded him, like a mysterious black whirlwind, enveloping his body in a powerful coercion. It is a force to be reckoned with, a fear that people have never felt before.

Mu Yu's eyes flashed with determination, and he walked forward step by step. The air around him seemed to tense with his pace, and people felt as if a strong storm was about to erupt.

He stood in front of Yang Cake, and in the face of those greedy people, he had no intention of backing down. Surrounded by black thunder and thunder, it was like an impregnable barrier, blocking everyone's path.

In the noisy crowd, Mu Yu slipped quietly into the darkness, and no one noticed his appearance. He is like a falling star, hiding his light among the stars of the world. However, when his hand touched the white mask that symbolized death, his presence instantly became prominent.

The mask, like the north wind on a winter night, took away all the warmth, leaving only the cold and the slaughter. It resembles a delicate carved image of death, with hollow eye holes that seem to swallow up the brilliance of all life. However, when Mu Yu wears it, it is like death coming down in person, which is terrifying and awe-inspiring.

People looked at him with surprise and fear in their hearts. They couldn't believe that the man they had always thought was just one of them had become a symbol of death without them even noticing. His presence, like a sharp sword, hung over their heads, making them feel oppressed like never before.

At this time, Mu Yu's eyes looked through the mask, like an ice lake on a winter night, cold and deep. His eyes give the impression that he can see through their hearts and read their thoughts. It was the gaze of death, a prophesy of the end.

At that moment, the crowd suddenly became silent. All sounds were gone, except for the rustle of the wind through the leaves and the faint cry in the distance. Mu Yu stood there, as if it had become an insurmountable mountain, blocking their way.

It was an indescribable sense of fear, a sense of awe that came from the bottom of my heart. People looked at him, their hearts were full of horror and doubt, but more of a helpless acceptance. As if at this moment, they have foreseen their future and have accepted the fate that is coming.

Mu Yu stood there, his presence like an invisible sword, cutting through their world. At the moment when he puts on the mask of death, he is no longer Mu Yu, he is the messenger of death, a symbol of the end. And now, standing here, blocking their way, heralding the end that was coming.