The figure moved forward quickly, and Manzhu Shahua, who was still out of sight, gradually showed a fault in Ao Bing's eyes.

The fault Ao Bing knew in his heart that it should be the Wangchuan River that runs through the underworld. According to legend, the Wangchuan River is the most strange water in the prehistoric world - the weak water.

It is said that weak water is full of things and does not exist any creature. This is the water of death and the third barrier of the underworld.

When he arrived at the Wangchuan River, Ao Bing looked around and saw countless evil ghosts in the river screaming, but they all slowly sank towards the bottom of the river, and finally turned into a trace of true spirit and flew towards the underworld.

Ao Bing's eyes left the evil ghosts and slowly looked at the ancient bridge on the Forgetful River.

The black ancient bridge made Ao Bing unable to see what material it was cast. On one side of the guardrail of the ancient bridge was a piece of smooth stone like a mirror, and on the other side was a bronze-cast platform where only one person stood.

The three big characters "Three Lives Stone" are engraved on the stone, and the three big characters "Wangxiangtai" are engraved on the platform.

"Let's go! After crossing the Naihe Bridge, our mission will be completed."

Bai Wuchang's words stunned Ao Bing, and his eyes looked at Hei Bai Wuchang in confusion.

"Let's go! Let's talk about it later."

Ao Bing looked at Heibai Wuchang who didn't want to say anything, so he didn't ask, and followed Heibai Wuchang directly towards Naihe Bridge.

After stepping onto the Naihe Bridge, Ao Bing noticed that there was a straw shed on the other end of the Naihe Bridge.

Following Hei Bai Wuchang, Ao Bing's distance kept approaching the straw shed and came to the front of the straw shed. Hei Bai Wuchang bowed to Meng Po who was serving soup, and then his figure disappeared instantly.

"Dragon clan Ao Bing greets senior!"

Meng Po still didn't stop in her hand, but just looked at Ao Bing with a turbid look.

"You have also seen the underworld. Where did you come from or go back!"

A hoarse voice came out of Meng Po's mouth. Ao Bing suddenly felt his feet empty and his eyes quickly looked at his feet.

In Ao Bing's horrified eyes, Ao Bing's feet began to slowly dissipate, and this dissipation continued to spread towards Ao Bing's upper body.

"Since my senior has already participated in it, how can the underworld be left out of the identity of my senior?"

Accompanied by Ao Bing's words, two sharp gazes directly looked at Ao Bing, and Ao Bing's figure instantly dissipated.

After Ao Bing's figure dissipated, he sighed in Mengpo's mouth, and then the entire Forgetful River fell into silence in an instant.

In the prehistoric world, Ao Bing slowly opened his eyes and looked around in horror. Looking at the fairy dragon soldiers guarding him, Ao Bing then breathed a long sigh.

"Prince, are you okay?"

Looking at Ao Bing who opened his eyes, Ao Qing hurriedly asked Ao Bing.

"Nothing is wrong, just rest here for a day or two!"

Ao Bing said, and walked straight towards the camp with his unruly legs.

Ao Bing needs to do a good job of this trip to the underworld, because the whole process is full of strange colors.

Just let myself wander around between the three barriers in the underworld, and Hei Bai Wuchang said some dispensable words.

Ao Bing must not be that simple. There must be something hidden here, but Ao Bing, who was shocked by the strength of the underworld, did not think it clearly for a while.

Back at the camp, Ao Bing began to carefully recall every word he said to himself on the road of Black and White Impermanence.

Carefully recalling everything he experienced on the road, Ao Bing seemed to have discovered something, but he felt intangible.

What made Ao Bing feel like this is Meng Po’s attitude towards herself in the end. There is something that seems to be implicit in this seemingly irritable attitude.

No ancient god is not a deep mind. Even if Ao Bing's words touched the taboos in Meng Po's heart, they would not easily show such an attitude towards Ao Bing. After all, Ao Bing's qualifications are not enough to make Meng Po angry at Ao Bing.

Based on his understanding of people's hearts, status, interests, pursuits, etc., Ao Bing began to carefully study the current status of the witch clan in the prehistoric world.

Based on all his own cognition, Ao Bing gradually discovered the actual situation of the witch clan in the prehistoric world.

The Witch Clan seems to decline since the Lich War, but in Ao Bing's view, the prehistoric heaven still leaves some affection for the great god Pangu.

After the Lich War, a large number of witch tribes entered the underworld, and as the actual controller of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the underworld can basically be regarded as the base camp of the witch tribe.

The strength of Houtu witch in the underworld is completely comparable to that of a saint, and even a saint dares not provoke Houtu witch because Houtu witch has the ability to destroy the cycle of reincarnation.

Based on these situations, Ao Bing can confirm that the witch tribe has more than one's own strength and is unable to make progress in the prehistoric world.

Under such circumstances, some witch tribes remained in Beijuluzhou. Most of these witch tribes are unwilling to admit the failure of the witch tribe and want to seek the chance of the witch tribe's resurgence.

The Houtu ancestor witch saw through the prehistoric trend and should have no thoughts about the resurgence of the witch clan, so there should be some differences within the witch clan.

This disagreement led to the emergence of Chiyou. The Houtu ancestor witch allowed Chiyou to appear to completely give up the prehistoric witch clan, while also leaving a way out for the prehistoric witch clan.

If Ao Bing infers this path well, it would be half-witch. The human race and the witch clan intermarry, and as long as the human race is immortal, the witch clan will never be destroyed.

Following this idea, Ao Bing reasoned carefully, constantly removing the unreasonable parts, and then adding some content to it.

Until the third day, Ao Bing still did not wash out of the tent, and Ao Qing did not dare to go forward and could only stand quietly outside the tent.

In the camp, Ao Bing gradually clarified the current interest demands of the witch clan, that is, Houtu wanted to completely resolve the witch clan's desire to fight for hegemony again through this human emperor dispute.

This is basically the same starting point as what Ao Bing did some time ago, and he is all tired of his own race.

The only thing Ao Bing can't figure out now is what price the Houtu Ancestral Witch paid to make the three ancestors of the clan agree to such a cooperation.

Intermarriage between humans and witches is basically equivalent to binding the human race and the witch race together. Although the fortunes of the two races cannot be interconnected, their influence is extremely great.

But Ao Bing quickly left the matter of how much the witch clan paid, and now he can basically confirm the attitude of Houtu Ancestral Witch.

The Underworld Witch Clan will not participate in the battle between the Human Emperor. As for which step Chiyou can do, it depends on Chiyou's own ability and his own chance.

"As a matter of fact, they are all setting up doubts. Now the things on the surface are all false, and the real purpose is all under a complex plot."

Ao Bing said in his heart, slowly getting up from the cushion. Now Ao Bing is clear about the causes and consequences of these things, and also knows why he can only visit the underworld.

After thinking clearly, Ao Bing had a way to delay the war between Xuanyuan tribe and Chiyou tribe, and delaying the outbreak of this war was also a merit for Ao Bing.

Thinking about how to face Chiyou when I borrowed it, Ao Bing walked out of the camp and said to Ao Qing: "Correction, let's go to Chiyou's tribe."
Chapter completed!