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He rubbed his aching back, murmuring to himself, "Did I accidentally trigger some cursed teleportation array and get thrown into another realm?"
This was ridiculous, even more absurd than reading a fantasy novel!
However, Lu Tianming was no stranger to extraordinary situations—at least, that's what he believed. He quickly adjusted his mindset.
Brushing off the dust from his clothes, he decided to make the best of the situation and explore this mysterious and unknown realm. After all, who knew what secrets or miraculous treasures might be hidden here?
As Lu Tianming walked forward, he soon found himself in front of an ancient and enigmatic stone chamber. The chamber seemed to have endured countless years, with the passage of time leaving its mottled marks upon it.
Strange and vivid carvings of figures adorned the walls, some exuding an air of solemnity while others appeared bizarre and inscrutable, as if they were narrating untold stories. Among these carvings, two figures stood out prominently.
One was clad in black, with a stern expression that radiated an indescribable authority; the other wore flowing garments and had a serene demeanor, resembling a transcendent being. Above their heads were inscribed lines of text: "Upon seeing wealth, peace reigns over the world."
Lu Tianming gazed at the stone chamber, pondering to himself: "Goodness, is this really the Underworld?"
Just as he hesitated, the surrounding scene suddenly transformed dramatically.
Before him flashed countless breathtaking images: a bridge spanning the realm of death—the Bridge of Helplessness—where people walked with sorrowful faces. Below the bridge, a pot of steaming Meng Po Soup wafted an enticing aroma; every passerby found themselves irresistibly compelled to stop and drink a bowl, forgetting past grievances and enmities.
Further in the distance stood ten majestic palaces shrouded in swirling mist—these were the legendary Ten Yama Kings, each governing different cycles of death and rebirth.
These scenes flickered before Lu Tianming like a revolving lantern, leaving him dizzy and awestruck. He took a deep breath, striving to calm himself.
However, this tranquility did not last long. From afar came a distant and enchanting voice that seemed to transcend time and space: "You have finally arrived."
Lu Tianming's heart raced as if gripped by an invisible hand; he widened his eyes and looked around, shouting loudly, "Who? Who's there?"
The voice echoed in the vast stone chamber, tinged with a hint of tremor. Inside the chamber, silence reigned for what felt like an eternity, as if even time had frozen at that moment.
At the peak of this oppressive atmosphere, an ethereal figure emerged from the void, slowly materializing before Lu Tianming.
The figure was clad in a pitch-black dragon robe, exuding an air of authority. His complexion was stern, and his deep-set eyes seemed capable of penetrating the very souls of those who gazed upon him.
Suppressing the fear that surged within him, Lu Tianming mustered his courage and asked, his voice trembling slightly, "Who are you, esteemed one? Why are you here?"
His gaze was fixed intently on the Illusory Figure, attempting to glean any hint of information from the depths of the stranger's eyes.
The Illusory Figure chuckled softly, a sound that seemed to carry with it endless sorrow and mystery. He spoke slowly, "I am the one who governs the cycles of reincarnation; all call me Yin Tianzi."
With that declaration, silence once again enveloped the stone chamber, leaving Lu Tianming standing there in a daze, his heart churning with tumultuous waves of shock and awe.
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