You can determine the cause of death by examining the corpse, thereby confirming whether it was suicide or homicide.
Now, without a corpse, they can only rely on guessing.
As a result, they used rock-paper-scissors to decide, confirming that the three had committed suicide.
"They chose suicide, there must be a reason. I understand now, they wanted to intercept before the Heaven’s chosen one was born, delaying his birth!"
These Tomb Raiders are smart; they imdiately thought of this possibility.
"What should we do? We can’t stop them; they’re probably already in the Underworld!"
"No worries, if we hurry, we should catch up!"
With that, they all tacitly understood and ran towards each other’s passageways, imdiately falling in battle together.
Underworld, Naihe Bridge.
"Once we cross Naihe Bridge, we will reincarnate. Drinking ng Po Soup will make us lose our past mories."
"Just kidding, we’re not crossing Naihe Bridge." Rosen said, "Don’t forget, our mission is to find the Heaven’s chosen one among these souls and stop him."
"Yes, but we are uncontrollably being pushed towards Naihe Bridge, what should we do?"
Before entering the Underworld, they hadn’t considered a problem, which is the massive number of souls on Yin Yang Road. Such a large flow of people is like a conveyor belt; each Ghost Soul within is uncontrollably moving forward.
Despair suddenly showed on Rosen’s face: "Hurry, stop now, don’t!"
Yes, like a conveyor belt, the three were continuously being pushed towards Naihe Bridge, soon they would be on the bridge, and then to ng Po to drink her soup.
"It can’t be stopped, what should we do?" Rosen asked Barefoot Immortal.
"Looks like the only choice is to jump off the bridge when we get there!" ng Die offered a lousy idea.
"No way, below Naihe Bridge is the River of Oblivion; once the soul enters, it will be obliterated." Rosen retorted.
ng Die sneered, calling Rosen a fool.
Actually, they could learn from parkour enthusiasts and climb onto the bridge’s railing, preventing a fall.
Hearing ng Die say this, Rosen and Barefoot Immortal agreed it was feasible.
Thus, when they were squeezed onto Naihe Bridge, the three jumped off one by one, then grabbed onto the bridge’s railing, finally avoiding being pushed to ng Po.
If they were pushed to ng Po, they would be force-fed her soup and would have no choice but to lose their mories.
At this point, a large group of Tomb Raiders suddenly appeared on Naihe Bridge, each with a look of terror.
"No, stop now! Don’t go further!"
The newly arrived Tomb Raiders in the Underworld also didn’t expect the route on Yin Yang Road and Naihe Bridge to be unstoppable.
In other words, the setting here is that once you stand up, you must drink ng Po Soup, lose your mories, and enter reincarnation.
Watching a group of Tomb Raiders approach and quickly leave, reaching ng Po, being force-fed, and then sent into the cycle of reincarnation.
Rosen and the others wiped cold sweat, terrified.
"Luckily ng Die thought quickly, otherwise we’d be dood." Rosen praised.
But found ng Die’s face extrely unsightly.
"What’s wrong, ng Die?"
"It’s not right, I forgot to consider what to do next. Are we supposed to hang on the railing forever? My arms are starting to numb!"
After ng Die spoke, Rosen and Barefoot Immortal beca alard, their arms beginning to numb too.
"We can only stay by the railing of Naihe Bridge, cannot leave this range, or else, whether standing on Yin Yang Road or Naihe Bridge, we’ll be transmitted to ng Po."
"How, what should we do, I’m near my limit."
Rosen’s arms were trembling, he was about to fall.
"Hold on, if you fall you’re finished." ng Die stated.
Of course, Rosen knew he must persist, but continuing this way is also a dead end, what’s the point?
"Look quickly, isn’t that Netherworld Well ant for reincarnation at the end of Naihe Bridge?" Barefoot Immortal pointed his big toe in that direction.
Rosen looked over, finally seeing six wells, each representing a path of reincarnation.
"We just need to stand on the well edge to prevent falling." Barefoot Immortal said.
"Good idea!"
Then, the three climbed off the railing, bypassed ng Po, arrived behind ng Po, and followed the crowd to the Netherworld Well.
Jumping imdiately afterwards, using the initial speed of the conveyor belt and jumping upwards, they landed at the parabola’s peak on the well’s edge, thus avoiding falling.
But it wasn’t long before Rosen and Barefoot Immortal were drenched in cold sweat, trembling.
On one hand, the cold from Netherworld Well was biting; on the other, maintaining a posture too long was uncomfortable, their bodies began trembling.
Contrarily, ng Die wasn’t affected, using her body’s flexibility to perform the splits, just like a chopstick placed across the well’s edge, easily not falling.
"I’ve told you to focus on health and learn yoga from , but you didn’t listen. Now it’s crucial, you’re out of tricks." ng Die mocked.
"Don’t talk nonsense, it’s cold enough, trying to freeze us?" Rosen and Barefoot Immortal retorted.
"Now you have two ways to prevent falling: one is to sit on and I’ll support you, each shoulder can sit one person."
"Another is using Barefoot Immortal’s long legs to wedge in the well mouth."
Upon hearing this Rosen’s eyes lit up, he forgot Barefoot Immortal had a pair of fluffy long legs. All he needed was to let the long legs wedge in the slippery well mouth; despite the slippery moss being slicker than Slick Master, the dense leg hair could provide enough friction, increasing static friction, successfully wedging there.
The two exchanged glances, Barefoot Immortal swiftly jumped up with a backflip, striking a flying kick pose in the air: "Ha!"
Simultaneously jumping up, Rosen did a forward flip, finally landing on Barefoot Immortal’s wedged legs at the well mouth: "Ha!"
Their cooperation was impeccable, fitting snugly without accidentally falling down, or else they’d reincarnate.
ng Die spoke: "We’re waiting for the Heaven’s chosen one to reincarnate; he must co to these six Netherworld Wells." ng Die said.
Watching the Ghost Souls co to the well mouth via the conveyor belt, diving into reincarnation, the three were extrely nervous.
This was not ordinary wait for a prey but a puzzle-like ga, needing judgnt if the Ghost Soul passing by is the Heaven’s chosen one. They only have one life; if judged wrong, it’s directly ga over.
"Better to kill wrong than miss out!" ng Die said: "The Heaven’s chosen one typically emits golden light of virtue, we just need to intercept those Ghost Souls marked by virtue’s light."
Saying this, they already intercepted a hundred Ghost Souls that might be the Heaven’s chosen one.
But then the ga’s difficulty rose, conveyor belt speed increased.
"Oh no difficulty escalated to lv2, we need to speed up too."
Then, they sped up like factory workers, quickly screening Ghost Souls from the conveyor belt.
But as ti passed, ng Po’s force-feeding speed suddenly surged!
Originally able to feed ten Ghost Souls per second, after a Critical Strike, speed soared feeding twenty per second!
As ng Po’s feeding speed increased, conveyor belt speed quickened too.
"What’s happening, why is the conveyor belt faster, the production team’s donkey can’t endure such tornt!"
ng Po passively increased speed as the root was the conveyor belt speeding up, forcing her to expedite the feeding lest this month’s salary is wasted.
A voice appeared in ng Po’s ear: "Soone tries to break the Heavenly Dao cycle, interfering with reincarnation in the Underworld, prepare for efficiency boost to counter invasion!"
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