There must be something wrong with me-Chapter 572 - 220: Is This the Underworld?

Or more precisely, he looked into his eyes.

He nodded and sighed,

"Boss, if what you’re saying is true... do you mean that I am actually the descendant of genetically modified humans?"

"Yes." The boss nodded, "I feel that you should be a descendant of the ghosts and deities from the Underworld.

Because according to legend, ghosts and deities in the Underworld have the ability to see through yin and yang, and to search for souls and ghosts.

You should have inherited part of their genes."

’As expected.’ Zhang Feng realized. It turns out his eyes, which seemed natural, were actually inherited from ancestral gene modifications.

At the same time, the boss suddenly looked at Zhang Feng,

"Tour Guide Zhang, we look at Taoist Priest He knowing there’s something wrong with his eyes, and we also understand some gene principles, or we know something about deities and ghosts.

But what do you see in him?"

In his original identity, Zhang Feng was just a peasant from the mountains.

But now, faced with such complex discussions, interwoven with both ancient and modern elements.

Normally, Zhang Feng wouldn’t understand.

Even if he did, he should be like the security personnel beside him, first in utter shock, and then muttering ’impossible’ under their breath.

That’s the expected reaction.

But now, Zhang Feng was very calm.

And along the way, he seemed like a different person.

All these signs indicated that something was definitely off about Zhang Feng.

At the same time, when Zhang Feng saw everyone looking at him, and even some tightened their grip on their guns.

At this moment.

Knowing that he had been found out and realizing it was hard to hide anymore, Zhang Feng decided to drop the act and directly said:

"The real task now is to find the core of the Underworld, is that what you mean?"

Zhang Feng cleared up the situation, then went straight to the point.

"Yes." The boss noticed Zhang Feng’s sudden change in demeanor, his words became powerful and resonant, like an official maintaining order, and for a moment, he couldn’t figure it out.

’Could it be that we have been noticed by the authorities? Is he someone deliberately sent over?’

The boss was uncertain.

Including Brother Zhou and He, they also couldn’t quite grasp it.

This was because Zhang Feng’s demeanor kept changing, coupled with his odd behavior, making them all confused.

But before they could say much more.

Zhang Feng estimated, and when his constitution reached 100, along with his Five Internal Organs Inner Strength also reaching 100%, he effortlessly leaped up, using wind-element Spiritual Qi, to the top of an eight-meter-high green stone wall.

This startled everyone.

"I told you... he’s a ghost..."

"Tour Guide Zhang... you..."

"Did he just jump up there, or are my eyes deceiving me?"

Everyone showed a look of disbelief, not expecting Zhang Feng to actually have a problem, and such a big one!

This terrifying ability, with a leap not like that of a human, already filled them with despair.

And even those who held guns previously, unconsciously put them down.

Zhang Feng didn’t bother with them, but instead looked at the cave entrance twenty meters above, and then at the crowd below,

"Whoever wants to go back, I’ll send them up, otherwise, step by step, shivering all the way, by the time we finish exploring here, it will be forever."

Above is the way they came, and below this cave entrance is a large pool.

The pool is partially connected to the labyrinth, with yellowish water seeping into it.

And at the center of the pool, there are several arm-thick outlets ensuring the water never dries up.

But now, looking at the cave entrance above, and then at the pool.

Finally, as Zhang Feng awaited their response, he surveyed the over ninety-thousand-square-meter pitch-black labyrinth from his elevated perspective, aided by the peculiar luminous beads around the cave,

"Indeed, you were right, this is truly a model of the Underworld’s structure.

Or to say, based on the Underworld’s structure.

This cave entrance above is the ’Ghost Gate,’ and the pool below is a simplified version of the ’River of Forgetfulness.’

Therefore, this labyrinth must be the ’Road of Yellow Springs.’

It’s just that the order is wrong.

Normally, it should be the Ghost Gate, Road of Yellow Springs, then River of Forgetfulness."

As Zhang Feng spoke, he was looking around, checking for potential dangers.

At the same time, he used Spiritual Qi to lift everyone up.

"I’m flying..."

As they were enveloped and lifted by the Spiritual Qi, their hearts fluttered.

But they felt greatly relieved.

Because Zhang Feng didn’t seem to have any malicious intent.

"Thank you, Brother Zhang!" At this moment, some were praising Zhang Feng saying, "If this is the Underworld, then our Brother Zhang must be a deity!"

"Yes!" Most others were also praising.

Only He and the others, though amazed by Zhang Feng’s abilities, were more focused on Zhang Feng’s previous words,

"Zhang... Taoist Zhang, can you solve this?" He inquired, eyes similarly directed towards the vast labyrinth as Zhang Feng.

The boss and others were the same.

And now with this deity-like Taoist Zhang presiding, they felt even more hopeful about cracking the mystery!

However, as Zhang Feng looked at the setup here, he became increasingly puzzled.

Because its structure was entirely incorrect, or perhaps he was wrong in his earlier thoughts.

Lost in thought.

Ignoring the expectant crowd, he once again scanned the pool and areas nearby.

Upon examining the penetrating watermarks.

Zhang Feng suddenly realized,

"If I guessed right, the path we took into the mountain earlier, the tunnel before we fell, should be the true Road of Yellow Springs.

Before entering the mountain, that’s the Ghost Gate."

As he spoke, Zhang Feng understood where he went wrong earlier—it was due to not factoring in his pre-descension memories.

This was a small puzzle, testing his mind.

But now, he saw through it.

Simultaneously, Zhang Feng looked at the pool at this moment,

"If my theory is correct.

Then this pool, thousands of years ago, must have covered the entire labyrinth.

Or rather, the entire labyrinth was filled with this brownish water.

Regarding the solution to this labyrinth, it’s neither walking through nor finding an exit within.

Because it’s closed, constantly ’circulating.’

In mythology, if someone wishes to see their beloved from a previous life, they need not drink Meng Po’s soup.

But they must jump into the River of Forgetfulness, waiting thousands of years before reincarnating.

And this labyrinth is the River of Forgetfulness.

Inside are countless restless souls trapped for millennia."

As he spoke, Zhang Feng glanced at his feet.

"If we follow the Underworld’s arrangement theory, we should walk above the labyrinth, following the top of the walls.

Because this is likely the ’Bridge of Helplessness’ above the River of Forgetfulness.

Except Meng Po is not here.

But we only need to follow the Bridge of Helplessness to see the Underworld’s end, the Six Paths of Reincarnation."