This is the place of the most yin, the stem is Kun, and the Kun breaks the formation.

Sure enough, the Liu Ding Liu Jia formation opened directly under my talisman seal, and a nearly dry well appeared in front of me.

Seeing this scene, Song Yuqing opened his mouth in surprise and praised: "You boy, it's a bit interesting! It's a big deal that has opened my eyes. It's more means than I imagined!"

I smiled, and with a rush of my feet, I jumped into the well.

Song Yuqing's low voice echoed in my ears: "Sanqian, I hope you will return. If you can't return in the end, I will do my best to let the people of the world know that you, Chen Sanqian, are not a waste. You are brave and fearless, and you die for justice and be famous in history!"

I could hear that Song Yuqing didn't have much hope for me. He already felt that I would never return and would sacrifice myself for justice.

My soul keeps falling in the well. Logically speaking, the soul has no weight, but the bottom of the well seems to have a powerful gravity that constantly absorbs my entire soul.

I didn't need to take the initiative to descend, just landed constantly, and I felt my soul compressing and almost burning.

With a rumbling sound, I fell into the water.

The buoyancy of the water still could not resist the powerful devouring power, so I continued to dive.

I felt like I had been diving for a long time, as if I had arrived at the center of the earth.

Finally, I emerged from the stagnant water from the underground again and fell to the ground.

It feels so good to be able to walk on the ground after so long.

But the situation in front of me was not good. I was in a fog and couldn't see my five fingers.

This fog is invisible, colorless and tasteless, like a illusion.

But it was tangible, covering my eyes and unable to see my five fingers.

There was chaos in front of me, and I was in a fog and I had no idea where to go.

I closed my eyes and focused on using my soul consciousness to distinguish the direction, trying to find a way.

However, just as the spiritual consciousness spread, I suddenly noticed waves of qi fluctuations.

I felt like nothing was around, but there was a lot of stuff.

I can't see it, so I can only use my spiritual sense to describe their appearance.

Soon, I found that around my body, people were covered with faces.

That's right, in this fog, there is nothing but face, but face.

Countless human faces and grimaces were squeezed together, floating in the fog, extremely strange.

Even though I was a ghost at this time, I couldn't help but tremble.

It's so weird here. What's the place?

Suddenly, I suddenly had a thought.

I remembered the statue of Chen Jinjia before and went down to the underworld with Xuanyuan Qingluan. In the Hall of Yama, Xuanyuan Qingluan led me to rush around. When the ghost king and ghost emperor were unable to stop it, there were tens of thousands of ghost faces that suddenly appeared. As soon as those ghost faces appeared, they turned into ten thousand swords and tore the statue of Xuanyuan Qingluan apart.

If you guess well, those grimaces are from here.
Chapter completed!