Wuhun: Desert Death on the left hand, the world on the right hand

Bai Zhaoyun looked at the solemn-looking leader, an unfathomable smile appearing on the corner of his mouth. He slowly raised his hand, signaling the leader not to be nervous.

"Master, don't panic. I'm afraid you will be shocked if I tell you my origins. But don't worry, I have no ill will towards the Holy Spirit Church. On the contrary, if you are willing, I can even help the Holy Spirit Church unify the continent and achieve the supreme cause!"

The leader was moved when he heard this. He had been in charge of the Holy Spirit Church for many years. What kind of storms and waves had he not seen? But this young man in front of him had such terrifying strength at such a young age. There must be a huge secret hidden behind him!

"Who are you? Why did you choose my Holy Spirit Church?" The leader suppressed the shock in his heart and asked in a deep voice.

Bai Zhaoyun smiled slightly, looked around, and said calmly: "There are too many people here, and some things are not convenient to disclose. Please send away all irrelevant people, I will only speak to you!"

The leader frowned when he heard this. This young man was so arrogant that he dared to ask him such a request! But he changed his mind and thought that since the other party dared to say this in front of so many people, he must have something to rely on. If he didn't agree, he might not be able to get any useful information from him.

Thinking of this, the leader took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Okay! I promise you! Everyone go down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the elders and disciples of the Holy Spirit Church on both sides, although unwilling, still left the hall obediently under the pressure of the leader's majesty.

Soon, Bai Zhaoyun and the leader were the only ones left in the empty hall.

"Tell me, who are you? What is your purpose?" the leader asked straight to the point.

Bai Zhaoyun did not beat around the bush. He looked at the leader and said calmly, "Master, do you know that there are other worlds outside of this Douluo Continent?"

The leader's pupils shrank when he heard this. Although he had never left Douluo Continent, he had read in some ancient books that there were countless planes in the endless void, and Douluo Continent was just an insignificant one among them.

"What exactly do you want to say?" the leader asked in a deep voice.

Bai Zhaoyun took a deep breath and said slowly: "I am not from Douluo Continent. I come from a world called the Underworld. It is the final resting place of the dead, and I am the ruler of the Underworld, in charge of the reincarnation of life and death of all things in the world!"

The leader was struck by lightning when he heard this. He stood there in a daze, his mind blank. The underworld? The master? Reincarnation? These words were too far away, too unfamiliar, and too shocking to him!

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but found that he didn't know what to say.

Bai Zhaoyun looked at the leader's shocked expression with a faint smile on his face. He knew that for a native of Douluo Continent, it was indeed difficult to accept the fact that he came from another world.

"I know this is hard to believe, but it is the truth." Bai Zhaoyun's voice sounded again, pulling the leader back from shock.

"The underworld where I live has been engaged in a protracted war with another powerful world, the world of gods. This war lasted for tens of thousands of years and both sides suffered heavy losses. As the ruler of the underworld, I was naturally at the forefront of the war." Bai Zhaoyun's tone was filled with emotion, as if he was recalling that tragic past.

"In a final battle with the God Realm, I fought to the death with the Lord of the God Realm. That battle was earth-shattering, and the sun and moon lost their light. In the end, I tried my best and finally severely damaged the Lord of the God Realm, but I was also seriously injured and was unable to recover."

Bai Zhaoyun paused here deliberately, observing the leader's reaction.

The leader was already deeply attracted by Bai Zhaoyun's story. After hearing this, he couldn't help but ask, "What happened next?"

Bai Zhaoyun sighed and continued, "I thought I would perish, but unexpectedly, my soul did not dissipate. Instead, it escaped from the battlefield with a trace of obsession. In order to avoid being hunted down by the gods, I chose to reincarnate, hoping to escape this disaster."

"But the God Realm obviously didn't want to let me go. They forcefully intervened when I was reincarnated, causing my soul to lose its way. Eventually, I accidentally fell into the Douluo Continent and lost all my memories."

"It was not until recently that I broke through to the Titled Douluo realm and my memories of my past life were finally awakened. I think this might be the arrangement of fate." There was a hint of helplessness and emotion in Bai Zhaoyun's tone.

Bai Zhaoyun looked at the leader who was lost in thought and knew that the time had come. He coughed lightly and brought the leader's thoughts back to reality. "I came to the Holy Spirit Church this time, in addition to telling you my identity, I also have a favor to ask."

The leader came to his senses, looked at Bai Zhaoyun, and waited for his next words.

"I vaguely feel that there is a place on Douluo Continent that has some special connection with the underworld. There may be a passage there that allows me to return to the underworld."

Bai Zhaoyun paused, observing the leader's reaction. Seeing that he did not interrupt, he continued, "This place is the Undead Abyss!"

The leader's pupils shrank suddenly when he heard this. The Abyss of the Dead, that was the place he had always wanted to conquer! How did Bai Zhaoyun know about the Abyss of the Dead?

You have to know that the only ones who know the situation of the Undead Abyss are the Holy Soul Temple and his Holy Spirit Church.

And Bai Zhaoyun has the Desert Death Martial Spirit, so he definitely can't be from the Holy Spirit Hall. Could it be that he really is from the underworld?

Bai Zhaoyun naturally didn't know what the leader was thinking, so he continued, "I need the help of the Holy Spirit Church to help me find the way to the underworld. In return, I can help the leader break through the god level and become the supreme existence on Douluo Continent!"

"Break through the God level?!" The leader took a deep breath, a trace of desire flashed in his eyes. The God level is the realm that countless soul masters dream of. He has always been eager to break through the God level and become the master of Douluo Continent!

Bai Zhaoyun's words undoubtedly provided him with a great opportunity!

The leader suppressed his inner excitement and pretended to be calm and asked: "Mr. Bai, you should know how dangerous the Undead Abyss is. Even I dare not set foot there easily. Are you sure you want to take this risk?"

Bai Zhaoyun naturally understood the leader's concerns. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, leader. Since I dare to make this request, I am naturally prepared. Moreover, I need the power of the Holy Spirit Church to enter the deepest part of the Undead Abyss."

Bai Zhaoyun paused and continued, "I know that the leader still has doubts in his heart, but I can guarantee with my identity as the King of Hell that as long as the leader helps me return to the underworld, I promise that I will help you break through to the god level!"

The two words "Pluto" seemed to possess supreme magic power, which shocked the leader's mind. He looked at Bai Zhaoyun deeply and finally made up his mind.

"Okay!" The leader said firmly, "I promise you! I will gather the best of the sect in a few days and go to the Abyss of the Undead with you!"

Bai Zhaoyun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and a barely perceptible gleam of light flashed in his eyes.