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Chapter 774 Yin and Yang Hub

Consciousness returns to the body in the underworld and memories are reawakened.

Chen Yile slowly opened his eyes.

Before my eyes was a dark and damp cave, with water droplets dripping from the cave wall shining faintly in the moonlight.

He was lying on a protruding rock, his whole body covered with a thin layer of moss that was cold to the touch.

As his consciousness gradually became clearer, Chen Yile realized that his body was unusually heavy.

He tried to raise his hand, but found that he could not even move a finger. A biting chill penetrated through his limbs and bones into his bones, making him tremble uncontrollably.

There were bursts of dull sounds of fighting and killing, mixed with the clanging of metal colliding. The sound seemed to come from a long distance, but it was clear enough to make people shudder.

“Be careful!”

A loud shout suddenly exploded above my head.

Chen Yile looked up suddenly and saw a dark figure falling from the sky, landing heavily on the ground not far away. It was a figure wearing a black robe, stained with dark red blood, which looked particularly strange in the moonlight.

"Chen Yile!" The man turned around, his voice filled with anxiety, "You finally came out!"

That person was the messenger of Yama who had been protecting him.

“You’ve been here guarding me.”

The Yama messenger nodded: "Yes."

He seemed to remember something and said, "I forgot to mention it. My name is Yan Zhen."

Only then did Chen Yile notice that a group of demonic spirits had appeared at the other end of the cave.

Those evil spirits had hideous faces and were making blood-curdling screams as they were attacking the two of them.

Yan Zhen held the sword in one hand, and black flames were wrapped around the sword.

He scanned the group of demonic spirits that gathered around him with a stern look in his eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Another bunch of ignorant people."

Before he finished speaking, a demon soul suddenly turned into a black shadow and rushed up.

Yan Zhen took a step forward and rushed out like an arrow. Wherever his sword pointed, a ball of black flame suddenly erupted, drawing a graceful arc in the air.

"boom!"

After a loud bang, the black shadow was instantly burned to ashes and turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated into the air.

However, the number of demon souls seemed endless. With the death of their companions, the remaining demon souls let out even more miserable screams and rushed towards Yan Zhen frantically.

Yan Zhen swung his sword continuously, and black flames poured down like a storm. Each strike could burn several demon souls to ashes, but new demon souls followed.

Chen Yile watched all this and suddenly felt a familiar burning sensation in his body.

Although this power is pitifully weak, it is extremely precious at this moment.

He took a deep breath, mobilized the spiritual power in his body, and condensed a small flame at his fingertips.

"Brother Yan!" he shouted.

When Yan Zhen heard the shout, his eyes flashed and he immediately understood what Chen Yile meant.

He quickly leaped back to make room for Chen Yile.

Chen Yile forced himself to stand up despite the soreness all over his body. Although his movements were slow and clumsy like a child learning to walk, he still raised his hands with difficulty.

"go with!"

With his light shout, the small flame suddenly expanded and formed a small fireball in the air.

The fireball, carrying a scorching breath, crashed towards the nearest demon soul.

"boom!"

The fireball exploded the moment it touched the demon soul, blowing it into pieces.

Although this attack was insignificant, it was undoubtedly a heavy blow to the group of demon souls whose morale was high.

They roared angrily and circled in the air.

Yan Zhen seized this opportunity, swung the sword in his hand, and drew mysterious runes in the air.

Wherever the rune passed, the air twisted violently, as if forming a huge vortex.

"Break it for me!"

Yan Zhen roared angrily, and thrust the tip of the sword out suddenly. A powerful black airflow gushed out from the tip of the sword, directly sucking the entire group of demon souls into it.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a deafening explosion, the entire cave was shaken by the air wave.

Amidst the smoke and dust, the group of demon souls were finally defeated and fled in all directions.

Yan Zhen sheathed his sword and looked at Chen Yile while breathing heavily.

"I didn't expect that you could still be so powerful even under the suppression of the underworld. You are indeed the chosen one."

Chen Yile staggered to Yan Zhen's side and said, "My spiritual power seems to be less than one tenth of what it was before."

"It's okay." Yan Zhen patted his shoulder. "It's good enough that you can use it. We still have a long way to go."

After saying that, he asked Chen Yile to take out the map of the underworld.

He pointed at the map and said, "We need to find the next teleport point."

Chen Yile took the map and looked at it. He saw that it was covered with densely packed routes and marks. Some places were marked with blood-red marks, which looked particularly glaring.

As the night deepened, gusts of cold wind blew from outside the cave. Chen Yile and Yan Zhen rested well and set out on the journey to the next teleportation point according to the marks on the map.

Outside the cave was a barren plain. The moonlight from the underworld sprinkled on the withered grass, casting a strange silver-white glow.

In the distance, several ruined towers can be vaguely seen, their outlines looking particularly rugged in the moonlight.

Chen Yile looked at the route on the map and frowned slightly: "Are we going west along this road?"

Yan Zhen nodded: "That's right. But this road is not easy to walk on, and there are many dangers along the way."

Chen Yile didn't ask any more questions, but just followed Yan Zhen's footsteps silently.

After walking for about an hour, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Brother Yan, I want to ask, why am I being hunted by those evil spirits? Is it because I want to use the map of the underworld to resurrect Lin Qingyao?"

Yan Zhen paused and turned to look at Chen Yile: "Are you asking why resurrecting a person would cause the fate of the underworld to be unbalanced?"

Chen Yile nodded: "Yes. I also want to know the origins of these demonic spirits. Why do they keep chasing me?"

Yan Zhen was silent for a moment before he slowly spoke: "In fact, the King of Hell that people often talk about is not the supreme ruler of the underworld."

"In the underworld, what truly controls everything is something called the 'Yin Yang Hub.' It's an ancient and vast system of rules that maintains the balance between the underworld and the living world. These rules don't require the King of Hell to enforce them; they operate automatically."

Chen Yile listened intently and involuntarily quickened his pace: "Then where did these demon souls come from?"

"Demon Souls are generated by the Yin-Yang Hub," Yan Zhen continued. "Whenever someone in the underworld violates the rules, the Yin-Yang Hub automatically generates Demon Souls to eliminate these offenders. They are like the scavengers of the underworld, specializing in clearing out those who disrupt the balance."

Chen Yile was shocked when he heard this: "So if I resurrected Lin Qingyao, that would mean I broke the rules?"