National Fortune Bonus: After the new player awakens at the maximum level, he will kill like crazy

"This tome actually records a miraculous method that can transcend time and space and travel to other worlds. However, this method requires the gathering of the souls of ninety-nine powerful beings in the late stage of the Primordial Realm and the use of dozens of divine power to advance."

"But once those spirits merge with the power of resentment, they will forever lose the chance to enter the netherworld and participate in reincarnation. And the person behind the scenes who attempts to manipulate all this will bear all the karma and karmic debts for the masters of these spirits."

Zheng Wan slowly told everyone what he had learned from the translation. Everyone was surprised and suspicious when they heard it.

Among them, Rong Si, who collapsed to the ground, was the most out of control. Her eyes were filled with panic as she hurriedly lowered her head to examine her hands. Those hands seemed soft and boneless, as white as jade, like carefully crafted works of art. But who could have guessed that beneath this beautiful appearance lay the sin that had taken forty or fifty lives?

Rong Si's body trembled slightly. She knew in her heart what her mother Rong Hongyuan had done, but she never expected that she would be caught up in the vortex of such a horrible thing.

In her mind, those vague fragments kept surging like the tide. Faintly, there seemed to be bursts of shrill screams and mournful pleas for mercy lingering in her ears.

But her memory seemed to be tightly wrapped in a thick fog, leaving only endless fear and deep regret spreading wildly in her heart.

Could it be that everything had already begun? Had the heavy karmic debts, the nightmarish tortures, already been eroding her sanity and clarity?

Su Mohui keenly noticed Rong Si's abnormality. Recalling the 20% transfer of consciousness when making the puppet clone, Rong Hongyuan was already on the verge of madness. She must not let Rong Si, a key figure, fall into madness.

Thinking of this, she returned to her specialty, took out a few pills and fed them into Rong Si's mouth. Then she gently placed her hand on Rong Si's shoulder, carefully treating her injuries while whispering, "If you didn't do these things out of your own heart, we will definitely investigate thoroughly."

After saying this, she cast her gaze towards Rong Hongyuan, who was being carried deeper into the forbidden area. "Of course, no one who does evil will escape punishment."

As soon as she finished speaking, the fear in Rong Si's heart seemed to dissipate a little. She stared at Su Mohui's face for a long time, and finally burst into tears with a "Wow -" and hugged Su Mohui tightly.

After sobbing for a whole incense stick of time, she finally let go of him a little embarrassedly and said with a hiccup, "I...hiccup...I know who you are. Follow...hiccup, follow me."

At this moment, Mo Hechuan had properly settled the matter of Rong Hongyuan, and left the forbidden area with Yu Wenjin to prepare for the upcoming conference.

Zheng Wan was busy not far away, cleaning up the mess in the forbidden area with a group of cleaning staff.

After Rong Si took the pill, her strength recovered a little. She slowly stood up with her hands on the wall and led Su Mohui towards the depths of the forbidden area.

Su Mohui followed behind Rong Si, her heart filled with doubt and anticipation. The depths of the forbidden area grew increasingly gloomy, the light growing dimmer, and only the sound of their footsteps echoed in the silence.

I don't know how long I walked. When I looked up, I could see stalactites hanging upside down above my head. The pointed cone-shaped tips were flashing with cold light, as if they could fall at any time.

The stone walls on both sides were wet and exuded a musty smell. Occasionally, a few drops of water fell, splashing slight ripples in the puddles on the ground, making a dripping sound, as if it were the faint heartbeat of this dead place.

Su Mohui secretly wondered what secrets lay hidden deep within this forbidden area. Where were the gods and mythical beasts imprisoned there? And could those clones have already been tainted by the resentful power of the Church of Light?

A series of questions emerged in Su Mohui's mind, but seeing Rongsi wiping tears and not saying a word all the way, she didn't know how to start -

Why bring her here? Can we really solve the current dilemma with the clues Rong Si knows?

Rongsi led Su Mohui through a maze of passages. After several twists and turns, they finally arrived at a massive stone gate. The gate was engraved with ancient and mysterious runes, emitting a faint glow. The runes seemed to have life, twisting and writhing in the darkness, as if telling a story from long ago.

She took a deep breath, pressed her hand on a groove on the stone door, and injected a trace of spiritual power.

As the dull sound of the mechanism turned rang out, her heart began to feel uneasy. "I've been here three times, but I've only found a little bit."

As she spoke, she raised her head and smiled at Su Mohui: "But I have seen the portrait of the Lord of the Nether Palace in here. You and her are very similar..."

"Click——"

The stone door slowly opened, and a stale, decaying smell filled the air. Inside was a secret room, surrounded by various glowing treasures and ancient tomes.

The vaulted ceiling of the chamber was extremely high, and several phosphorescent lamps emitting a faint blue light flickered, casting a hazy shadow on everything inside. In the corners, spider webs were densely covered, and some long-dead flying insects were entangled in the spider silk, becoming the spiders' abandoned prey.

Rong Si suppressed her inner uneasiness and tried to pretend to be calm, ignoring Su Mohui's scrutinizing and inquiring gaze. She walked with slightly heavy steps towards the secret compartment in the corner of the secret room.

Standing in front of the secret compartment, she took a deep breath and slowly raised her hands. Spiritual energy surged in her palms, and as the light flickered, the restrictions of the secret compartment were slowly lifted. Rong Si reached out and took out an ancient notebook covered with traces of time and an exquisite box.

"I discovered this by accident. It seems my mother had been searching for it, but she never expected I would find it first. I find it difficult to understand many of the contents, but somehow I feel it is inextricably linked to the predicament we are in now."

As she spoke, she handed the notebook to Su Mohui, a faint hope woven into her eyes. Deep down, a faint voice cried out, hoping that this notebook could be the key to unlocking the shackles of sin and paving a path to redemption.

She paused slightly, her voice lowered, and added, "Furthermore, it also contains records about the Lord of the Netherworld Palace. I had only just begun to explore, and then... such a terrible incident occurred..."

Su Mohui took the notebook and began to flip through it. The paper was already yellowed and fragile, as if it would crumble to dust at the slightest touch. The handwriting was also a little blurred by the erosion of time. She read it with great concentration, discovering that it contained detailed records of time and space and certain rituals.

However, as she was studying it carefully, she made a shocking discovery that made her heart beat faster.