Space flow!

A dazzling white light flashed in front of Han Yang's eyes.

Before he could understand what was happening, he felt his body shake suddenly and he was thrown out of the stream of light.

boom!

Han Yang and dozens of wandering souls suddenly appeared in the void.

This void is completely occupied by fog.

It's no different from the place I've been to before.

However, there was a strange sound under everyone's feet.

It's the sound of rushing water.

An undetectable attraction came from the direction where the sound of water came from.

All wandering souls fall in that direction involuntarily.

Soon, Han Yang saw where the sound of water flow came from.

That's a river!

A river of death coming from the west with no end in sight.

In the river, there are countless wandering souls struggling in pain, but they cannot escape the confinement of the river.

The river water seems to be extremely corrosive.

Those wandering souls were corroded and their bones were exposed.

Han Yang seemed to be able to hear their painful wails.

When Han Yang looked carefully, he saw where the river was. It was clear that the wandering souls were tearing and entangled with each other, forming a big river.

All wandering souls want to escape and are struggling hard.

You tear me apart, I tear you apart.

The final result is that all wandering souls sink into the river and cannot escape.

"This is... Huangquan?"

This river is clearly similar to the river of underworld drawn by Meng Fei's immortal state.

Although he had never seen it before, Han Yang recognized the origin of this river at a glance.

boom!

boom!

At this moment, the dozens of wandering souls led by Han Yang fell into the underworld one by one and became members of the painful army.
Chapter completed!