Then I remembered the altar of the Central Palace that Mo Yu mentioned yesterday...

Central Palace.

Because it is the altar of the underworld, no one will come here normally.

You have to pass through a wide square and walk to the end, which is the place of the Central Palace.

The Central Palace is not a palace, but an open-air sacrifice place.

On the round platform at that end, the underworld will hold a sacrificial ceremony.

A circular altar made of white jade, seven spiritual pillars formed by spiritual energy are erected around it.

Each spiritual pillar is equivalent to a thick barrier.

The young master ordered him to float in the altar.

The spiritual energy is misty, and can be seen from a distance.

Nam Wuyue appeared alone in front of the gate of the Central Palace.

The moment the red paint door opened, his gaze gradually became extremely wide.

This square is a thousand meters long.

Standing here, you can see the altar.

A trace of determination flashed in his eyes. As long as he got the order of the young master... he could restore his identity as the young master.

"Young Master Nan." Mo Yu appeared and stood in the center of the square, hundreds of meters away from Na Moyue.

He looked at Na Wuyue and couldn't help but worry that this small square would probably become a cemetery where Na Wuyue died.

Na Wuyue, dressed in white, smiled gently, "This time, you don't have to show mercy."

Mo Yu frowned.

"Nanwuyue." An empty voice sounded faintly in the square.

A cloud appeared at the altar, and a figure appeared from it.

Although a middle-aged man is old, his facial features are handsome. It is not difficult to see that he must have been a person with outstanding appearance when he was young.

"Father..."

"I didn't expect that you came after all. You still came to this point today and stood in front of me."

"I made an agreement with my father that as long as I can restore my young master's identity, my father will give it to me..."

Nan Lifeng interrupted him, "I will ask you again last time, have you ever regretted it?"

As long as he says something and regrets, he can ignore past grudges and assume that nothing has happened.

He will also be the young master of the Underworld.

They are still father and son.

Mo Yu also heard something in his words, and he shook his eyes hard at Nan Wuyue.

Say regret it quickly.

This is the last chance that Pluto gave to the young master.

It is rare for Pluto to say this, and the young master should cherish it.

Na Wuyue was about to speak, but the closed palace gate opened again.

A woman with gorgeous clothes and exquisite makeup walked towards Nan Wuyue.

Na Wuyue turned around and frowned slightly, "My mother..."

"Child." Qingya walked up to him and looked at him carefully. The pain in her eyes was obvious, "You have lost a lot of weight these days.

Wuyue, I also heard what your father said just now. I apologize to your father and admit his mistakes. Your father will not blame you."

Namoyue shook her head, "I have decided."

"You kid!"

Nan Wuyue looked at Nan Lifeng, "Father, I have never regretted it since the moment I left the capital, and I am even very glad that I made such a decision."

If not, how could he meet Qingqian again in Mingcheng?

Fortunately, he went to the Nether City, right?

Nan Lifeng was furious, "Nan Wuyue, you really disappointed me!"

"Wuyue, you...you should admit your mistake to your father, hurry up." Qingya kept persuading.
Chapter completed!