I am a ghost messenger, why do I need a long life?

A thousand years later?

At that time, I didn't even know where I was...

Even though I was complaining in my heart, I definitely couldn't say it out loud.

Xu An showed a look of relief, as if to say that fortunately there was a way to save the situation. He clasped his hands together and said:

"Thank you, grandma."

Meng Po nodded slightly, and then the tense atmosphere finally eased a little, and even the ghosts in Yangzhou breathed a sigh of relief.

Among the three people with broken magic weapons, the old man holding the chessboard was still amazed at what Xu An had done.

He ran over quickly, picked up his porcelain, which looked like a cracked Ru kiln piece, from the ground, and brought it to Xu An, saying:

"Little guy, touch my chess piece and see if it breaks."

Xu An: “???”

No, who are you, old man?

No matter how childish and funny the idea is, it's not the right way to entertain people.

If the chess piece really breaks if I touch it, it will be completely inexplicable.

Thinking of this, Xu An quickly shook his head and said:

"Senior, I will tie my hands now. I dare not touch anything here again. Please be merciful and let me go!"

As soon as these words came out.

The other powerful men in Huangquan all looked at each other and smiled, and the matter ended there.

Not long after, a sudden vibration was heard from the remaining soul bridge in the Yellow Springs space, followed by more than a dozen figures rushing in at a rapid speed.

Xu An and the others were waiting here, already bored. When they noticed the movement, they immediately looked over.

The moment their eyes met, an aura more tyrannical than that of King Yama Bao Zheng permeated Xu An's perception.

The divine figure that appeared in the front was wearing a royal robe, and its entire body was dark black, covered with golden patterns, as if it was cut out from half of the void and woven together.

Behind him, another figure was emitting a terrifying aura that was no less powerful than his.

With every step he took, it seemed as if there was a Buzhou Mountain between heaven and earth, crushing down on him.

The protective immortal light lingering on its body is like a black gold divine bell, which can withstand the rain of thousands of arrows and suppress the gods, humans, ghosts and monsters in the three realms.

After looking past these two, Xu An discovered that the remaining people were also emitting terrifying fluctuations that were no less powerful than Bao Zheng's.

Although they were so close to each other, walking on the Soul Bridge, each person seemed to be stretching out a divine realm, and the space around them seemed to be infinitely stretched.

Just a stone's throw away, yet a world away!

Soon, as they stepped into this place, their figures completely emerged from the clouds.

In the entire Yellow Springs space, the countless muddy yellow waters were trembling, causing strong waves to hit the remaining isolated islands.

Obviously, after suffering severe damage, the Yellow Springs Space has begun to be unable to withstand this unrestrained and terrifying force that is sweeping towards it.

Xu An reacted immediately.

No wonder when he came in, all these strong men restrained their own auras to reduce the terrifying vision caused by the leakage of aura.

The fundamental purpose is to avoid exacerbating the damage here.

"Zhang Heng, Yang Yun, quickly gather your magic power!"

Meng Po raised her eyes and instantly recognized the other person's identity.

Among the Five Ghost Emperors, the two of them were in charge of the northern border, but they did not expect to be the first to arrive here.

"Mother-in-law!"

After hearing the sound and realizing the dilapidated state of the Yellow Springs space, they quickly gathered their strength and climbed onto the ruined island.

Xu An followed suit and bowed from a distance, his heart almost numb from the stimulation.

There are actually nine Five-Directional Ghost Emperors.

When Zhang Heng was still alive, he was the founder of the Zhengyi Taoist school.

Afterwards, he settled in the Yin Court and directly ascended to the realm of ghost immortals. He was named the Northern Ghost Emperor and sat in Luofeng Mountain, commanding the territory and hundreds of millions of living ghosts. His strength was absolutely terrifying!

After what happened before, Xu An no longer dared to join in the fun. He just watched Bao Zheng and Meng Po from afar, and talked with Zhang Heng and the King of Hell behind him.

When they understood what was happening here, their faces suddenly changed, but they were helpless.

Shortly after.

On the remaining soul bridge, many figures appeared one after another.

The Five Ghost Emperors, the legendary existences in the Yin Court, appeared in front of Xu An six or seven of them one after another.

When they came, they all had a tremendous aura, as if with just one move, they could instantly penetrate the earth, evaporate the oceans, and fill the sky with terrifying power.

Wait until Meng Po speaks and calls out everyone's names one by one.

These people have extraordinary identities and are rampant in the underworld. Looking around the three realms, few people dare to offend them. They all immediately restrained their breath, climbed onto the isolated island, and politely called her mother-in-law.

Then, he repeated what he had already said several times.

Xu An sat in the distance, resting his chin on his hand.

He found the most basic happiness of being a human being, which is eating melons.

He found that watching these strongest people change color, look frightened and suspicious, was extremely interesting.

Is this the legendary "watching the fun without minding the trouble"?

Turning his head, Xu An looked at the powerful people who were stranded in the Yellow Springs Space. They were all in an extremely polite, or gentle, and looked heartbroken.

As for these ghosts who came from Yangzhou like me, they either looked up at the sky, looked at the ground, or sighed.

This ghost behaves differently from other ghosts.

Because it is not sad enough, it seems extremely out of place.

After hesitating for a moment, Xu An covered his face with his hands, lowered his head, and looked uncomfortable.

But in fact, he began to think in his heart about the current state and structure of the entire Yin Court.

There are nine Five Directions Ghost Emperors.

But Yinting is vast and Houtu is boundless, and they are actually very far apart from each other.

After problems arose in the Yellow Springs Space, the soul bridges in various places were basically cut off.

Although the remaining soul bridge is still passable, the formation itself will be affected, so it is closed.

In the entire Yin Court, 3,651 states, wherever there are living ghosts, they will discover one after another that something is wrong.

Those who react quickly will report the matter directly like Yang Wei did.

Those who are slow to react should realize that something serious is going to happen after staying up all night.

In this case, the message will be passed step by step.

After the Five Ghost Emperors, the Ten Kings of Hell, and the governors of each state knew about it.

They will try to enter Huangquan and check the situation as soon as possible.

But the Yellow Springs Space has been severely damaged.

Even if they could tear open the space barrier with their immense power, they would definitely sense that the place they were trying to reach was extremely unstable.

In order to avoid more serious consequences, they had to find another way.

The distance is far, all roads are blocked, and it is impossible to force your way in.

These three factors caused these powerful people to arrive late in the end.

Therefore, Xu An's previous guess that Meng Po and others were also inefficient was wrong to some extent.

Moreover, at this moment he clearly felt that whether it was the Five Ghost Emperors or the Ten Kings of Hell.

Although they were indignant, surprised, and incredulous, they were not too worried about the fact that there would be no ghosts to reincarnate in the next thousand years.

Could it be that they have other ways to temporarily alleviate the current predicament?

Just as he was daydreaming, Meng Po had already turned around and informed the thousands of living ghosts from all over the underworld to gather together.

They are going to hold a short meeting!