Chapter 902 - 852: Who Am I! (4)

"Who am I?"

"Where did I come from?"

"Where am I going?"

"Who am I?"

"Where did I come from?"

"Where am I going?"

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In the endless wind and sand of the Netherworld.

A voice, like a whisper or a soft chant, continuously repeats itself.

The Netherworld, the first checkpoint of the Underworld.

Everything that exists here cannot be compared to the mortal world.

Even as the sandstorms rage, the sound is incredibly lonely.

Thus, Qin Fan’s whispers and chants linger above the Netherworld.

Passing spirits look at that bewildered figure, listening to the eerie repeated chant.

None fail to avoid that figure.

"Who am I?"

"Where did I come from?"

"Where am I going?"

The voice continues.

Following those spirits.

Qin Fan numbly steps onto the road of the Netherworld, scattered with mandrakes.

"Thud, thud, thud—!"

"Thud, thud, thud—!"

Unlike those silently walking spirits,

as soon as Qin Fan steps onto the Netherworld road,

the thudding of footsteps immediately resounds.

This draws the attention of countless spirits!

On the road of the Netherworld, walking with sound?

Could this not be a spirit?

Or is it not like them?

Ignoring those unusual stares,

Qin Fan continues to walk numbly, eyes vacant and lost.

The thudding footsteps accompany the chants of "Who am I, where did I come from, where am I going," seemingly forming a symphony that lingers on the road of the Netherworld!

"With no grievances in heart, drink the bowl of soup, pass Naihe to see Three-Life."

"Resolve the ties of past lives, whether virtue or sin, break reincarnation!"

At the end of the Netherworld road.

At the entrance to Naihe Bridge.

An ethereal voice constantly resounds.

This is a somewhat poetic Mamian poem on the Netherworld road.

Yet Qin Fan’s persistent questioning voice disrupts the tranquility.

At the junction of the Netherworld road and Naihe Bridge.

The stooped figure of Mamian, whose face reflects having witnessed life’s vicissitudes, seems indifferent to the disruption of ambience.

Her hand repeats the gesture of extending the spoon of soup.

Her mouth continues to recite those few words.

She does not compel the passing spirits.

She just hands out the soup.

Whether to accept or drink it is up to those spirits.

The thudding footsteps draw nearer and nearer to her ear.

As Qin Fan appears beside her,

she suddenly shivers uncontrollably!

In that instant.

She senses that unforgettable presence!

That once.

This presence forcefully entered the Underworld.

Destroyed the Netherworld road.

Spilled Mamian’s soup.

Broke Naihe Bridge.

Finally charged into the Underworld.

That day.

Countless spirits wailed.

That day.

Countless ghost messengers fled in panic.

That day.

King Yan kneeled trembling.

That day.

The whole Underworld was tumultuous and chaotic!

That day.

Ksitigarbha did not appear, unmatched!

Eventually, Ksitigarbha still did not appear.

The unmatched being who had Ksitigarbha unchallenged stirred chaos throughout the Underworld!

It only was his voluntary cease that restored peace to the Underworld.

How many hundreds of years ago was that?

But Mamian’s memory remains incredibly vivid!

Now.

After countless years.

The presence that even now makes her tremble in recollection has reappeared!

"With no grievance in heart, drink the bowl of soup, pass Naihe to see Three-Life."

"Resolve the ties of past lives, whether virtue or sin, break reincarnation!"

The stooped body trembles.

The outstretched bowl of soup trembles.

Yet Mamian suppresses the fear in her heart, chanting these few words.

Swoosh—!

The thudding footsteps halt.

Qin Fan turns around.

Looking at Mamian, he asks numbly and bewilderedly.

"Who am I?"

"Where did I come from?"

"Where am I going?"

As Qin Fan voiced his question,

Mamian’s voice ceased abruptly.

She does not dare to look at Qin Fan.

But her shivering and trembling bodily reaction becomes increasingly evident.

Long unable to hear an answer from the other party’s mouth.

Qin Fan reaches out to take that trembling bowl of soup.

Curious glance.

Followed by a head tilt and downing.

Having drunk the soup, he tosses the bowl aside.

Continues walking towards Naihe Bridge.

This scene fills the spirits with immense fear.

They all maintain their distance from him.

Even Mamian is gravely anxious about this existence, what kind of specter is it?

This answer, evidently, no one is capable of providing.

Qin Fan, having used Mamian’s soup merely to quench his thirst, steps onto Naihe Bridge.

Still aimlessly moving forward.

Still repeating the whispers back and forth.

Crossing Naihe Bridge.

He gazes at the standing Three-Life Stone by the side.

This is a stone that, after drinking Mamian’s soup and erasing memory, allows a final glimpse of the beautiful process of three lives.

Every spirit, upon reaching this point, will see images revealed by the Three-Life Stone.

However, Qin Fan’s arrival elicits no reaction from the Three-Life Stone.

Stopping briefly in front of the Three-Life Stone.

Lacking any visible display.

Qin Fan continues to move forward aimlessly!

"A physical soul? What’s going on?"

Just as Qin Fan approaches the entrance of the Underworld.

Two ghost officers guarding the entrance suddenly shout in shock.

Their terrifying faces reflect disbelief.

In the next moment.

The two ghost officers exchange a glance.

Immediately wielding their Soul-locking Chains.

This existence, which they have never encountered before,

absolutely must be captured immediately and reported!

Otherwise, should he enter the gates of the Underworld on his own, the repercussions will be on them.

Without hesitation.

They exchange a single glance.

The two ghost officers swiftly approach Qin Fan.

Their Soul-locking Chains directly spiral towards him to bind him!

Clang—!

Before those two Soul-locking Chains could bind him.

Qin Fan instinctively waves his hand to sweep them away.

The two chains are immediately knocked aside.

The two terrifying ghost officers are also pushed back a full step.

Without waiting for them to speak.

Qin Fan continues to walk inside while saying.

"Who am I?"

"Where did I come from?"

"Where am I going?"

Seeing Qin Fan nonchalantly continue towards the gates of the Underworld, the two ghost officers become enraged yet frightened, shouting loudly.

"Mere soul, daring to provoke the Underworld relying on being a physical soul, heed me!"

With those words.

The two ghost officers’ Soul-locking Chains are once again hurled towards Qin Fan.

Swoosh—!

Not pausing, nor turning back.

As those two Soul-locking Chains fly to his left and right.

Qin Fan abruptly raises both hands and grabs behind!

Clang, clang, clang sounds instantly ripple.

But instead of stopping.

In his bewildered expression, he pulls forward!

Swoosh—!

And in the next moment.

The two low-ranking gatekeeper ghost officers are immediately flung before Qin Fan.

Flipping quickly.

The two ghost officers know this physical soul cannot be dealt with by them.

They dare not attack Qin Fan further.

Instead, they raise their heads and shout loudly.

"There’s a physical soul forcefully entering the Underworld!"

"There’s a physical soul forcefully entering the Underworld!"

The shouts stun the Underworld.

In a flash, the sounds of chaos emerge from the depths of the Underworld.

Listening to those tumultuous sounds.

And looking at the scenes ahead that seem vaguely familiar.

Qin Fan’s eyes suddenly emit a burst of golden light without warning.

The physical soul begins to rage.

Raising his head.

His whispering transforms into Li Ran’s fierce scream.

"Who am I!"

"Where did I come from!"

"Where am I going!"