"I might have a way to help you find the Underworld."
Two days later, Wei Wubing found Chen Mu.
He shared a body with Xu Gui and had already understood the current situation. He had also witnessed the Ghost Gate and knew of Chen Mu's plans.
Now that they had become allies, like grasshoppers on a single string, he planned to do something.
"We Mist Ridge Yama Clan were created by the Yama Yunshen after being exiled from Yama Heaven, through his divine skills."
"After several hundred years of reproduction, we are basically unrelated to the ancient Yama Heaven and cannot locate the heavenly secrets of Yama Heaven," Wei Wubing said.
"You have to find the spirits associated with the Underworld."
"Do you know where such spirits are?" Chen Mu raised an eyebrow.
"Mist Ridge seems completely closed but actually has a special admission mechanism." Wei Wubing nodded slightly.
"Every so often, it absorbs some outside creatures."
