Saint Eyes: The Magic Doctor

Wu Lai could feel that this was a desolate land. There was no Qi in this area, let alone staying in the cycle of reincarnation. The nearest Qi was at least ten kilometers away from here.    

    

In order to ensure the safety of the chosen location, Swordlord Tianyang had to be somewhere far away, or at least, the Magistrate wouldn't discover it immediately.    

    

Besides the Magistrate, Wu Lai possessed the Chaotic Force and had integrated with a world. Apart from the Magistrate, even Swordlord Tianyang himself didn't dare to say that he could sense Wu Lai's existence at will.    

    

"I don't have enough time..." Wu Lai muttered. His eyes focused. He withdrew all the Qi in his body and flew towards the source of the Qi.    

    

In just two to three minutes, he saw a flowing river. There was also an antique bridge. Countless muddleheaded people were lining up on the bridge. On the other side of the bridge were two soldiers wearing armor with auras mixed with the aura of Spirit Qi and Death. They held whips in their hands and put their hands on their hips as they stared at these muddle-headed people.    

    

"Hurry up! If you want to reincarnate, hurry up! Go there and register your names and birth dates. Only then can you determine that you directly drank the Meng Po soup and reincarnated. Or should we go to the 18 layers of hell to play?" A civil servant with two tufts of beard at the end of the bridge urged.    

    

They were all souls.    

    

Wu Lai looked at these souls from afar. Each of them had a faint look of fear on their faces. They probably never thought that they would really come to hell to receive judgment after death, right?    

    

"Let's reincarnate." At the end of the bridge, Meng Po compared the name list in her hand and handed over a bowl of Meng Po soup for these people to reincarnate.    

    

Of course, if they encountered those who committed all sorts of evil deeds, ghost generals would immediately take them away and send them to the 18 layers of hell to experience them one by one.    

    

This bridge was naturally the Bridge of Helplessness, and the surging river water under this bridge was the River of Forgetfulness.    

    

"That one over there, what's that for?" Suddenly, the ghost general at the end of the bridge noticed Wu Lai, and pointed at him as he shouted.    

    

"Are you calling me?" Wu Lai pointed at himself and asked curiously.    

    

"Of course it's you. Why are you in a daze?! If you want to be reincarnated, hurry up. Look at your tender skin, your young age... Did something happen and you died? " The ghost general sized up Wu Lai. Indeed, there were very few people like Wu Lai who died young. He even had such a fair and tender face, so he shouldn't be the type to suffer.    

    

"Ah! Oh." Wu Lai quickly responded. He didn't want to make too much noise at this time, so he obediently walked to the back and lined up.    

    

The ghost general once again returned to his previous appearance, but very quickly... The ghost general discovered that something wasn't right. The souls of these dead people were here. But why was there such a strong life force on that fair and tender kid's body? Moreover, upon closer inspection, this body seemed to be an Immortal Physique!    

    

"You! You! You!" The ghost general pointed at Wu Lai, unable to speak for a moment. Immortal Physique! This must be an Immortal who had already ascended to immortality, and a person who could enter hell with his Immortal Physique without anyone knowing. It must be above Daluo Golden Immortal! As for these Ghost Generals, they were merely ordinary Heaven Ascending Stage, not even Ghost Immortals. This was an Immortal!    

    

However... this was also hell, and it had its own rules!