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If it weren't for the fact that the blood of an Arhat could restrain Meng Po, the high monk Wuming would not have been able to defeat her.
Meng Po transformed back into a beautiful young woman, a charming smile spreading across her face: "Don't be afraid, everyone. If you follow the rules, I won't eat you!"
"Yes Yes……"
The wandering ghosts trembled as they stepped forward to drink the Meng Po soup, and then the underworld officials led them away.
After Meng Po sent the ghost away, she suddenly realized that someone was watching her, and her hair stood on end, feeling a sense of crisis.
"Who?"
She looked up, her eyes turning into 'snake pupils', and saw two people standing at the door, Fang Han and Zhao Li.
"Don't be nervous, I'm just passing through the Yellow Springs," Zhao Li said with a faint smile, stepping forward to greet him.
Meng Po ignored Zhao Li and stared intently at Fang Han, feeling a sense of oppression emanating from him.
The man in front of you is extremely dangerous!
Meng Po was filled with doubt and suspicion. The fact that someone could make her feel threatened meant that this person was no ordinary person and that their cultivation level far surpassed that of a terrestrial immortal.
Strangely, in front of Fang Han, he felt as if he were naked, with a sense of being seen through...
This displeased Meng Po, who asked coldly, "Who are you, and why have you entered the Yellow Springs?"
"I see you are neither a ghost nor a ghost messenger, so are you a living person?"
At this point, Meng Po's eyes sharpened, flashing with a chilling light.
"I hate living people going to the underworld more than anything in my life!"
After speaking, Meng Po transformed into a great demon, shaped like a giant python, with scales covering her body and an enormous size.
If she weren't indoors, she would probably be even larger!
Meng Po possessed an overwhelming aura; although not as powerful as the Wolf God, she was comparable to the Fifth Prince Taotie.
She stood up straight, looked down at Fang Han, thinking he was alive, her eyes filled with hatred.
"Interesting, the legendary Meng Po is actually a demon beast!" Fang Han said with a faint smile.
"I thought you would be an ancient mythical beast, but I didn't expect you to be a demonic beast..."
Acha's brother, Chi You, once led the powerful humans to hunt down monsters and killed two great beast gods. The remaining dragon god and wolf god were sealed in another dimension.
The demon beasts and the underworld are mortal enemies, yet Meng Po, the goddess of forgetfulness in the underworld, is actually a demon beast in disguise.
"Who are you? How did you know I was a demon beast?" Meng Po was shocked.
Zhao Li exclaimed in surprise: "Meng Po is a demon beast? That's impossible!"
Because Meng Po has lived in the underworld for many years, she has long since shed her demonic aura.
Therefore, in the eyes of others, Meng Po is a strange beast or a ferocious beast, and they would never think of her as a monster.
Meng Po looked at Fang Han with great vigilance, as if facing a formidable enemy. This man had actually seen through her origins at a glance!
"Roar!"
Meng Po roared and charged at Fang Han: "I don't care who you are, if you're alive, you'll be killed without mercy when you enter the Yellow Springs!"
She unleashed a ferocious aura, opening her blood-red maw, ready to devour Fang Han.
"Meng Po, stop!" Zhao Li exclaimed, and quickly stood in front of Fang Han, trying to stop Meng Po.
However, Meng Po unleashed her power, directly blasting him away.
At this time, Meng Po was a great demon of the Yellow Springs, the most terrifying monster in the underworld, a being that made countless ghosts tremble with fear.
Zhao Li cried out anxiously, "Meng Po, you can't lay a hand on Mr. Fang!"
The great demon of the Yellow Springs turned to look at Zhao Li and said indifferently, "Don't you know that the Yellow Springs do not allow living people?"
"Even if you are a ferryman, you cannot bring people to the underworld!"
Zhao Li smiled bitterly. He knew that Meng Po hated living people entering the Yellow Springs. It was said that she had been deceived before. However, Fang Han's identity was not simple. He was the person that the King of the Underworld specifically requested to see.
He was about to explain when he saw Meng Po launch an attack on Fang Han...
Fang Han extended a finger, its tip radiating divine light and gathering the power of creation, striking the great demon's forehead.
Bang!
Instantly, the great demon was sent flying backward, its massive body crashing into several tables and chairs, shaking the entire inn.
With just one finger, the great demon was defeated!
The giant python's body gradually transformed, returning to human form, and turned into a beautiful young woman lying on the ground.
At this moment, a woman who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old ran out of the kitchen and rushed anxiously toward Meng Po.
"Mother!" The girl looked worried and quickly helped Meng Po up.
"Are you OK?"
"Sanqi, don't worry, your mother is fine."
Meng Po looked up at Fang Han, feeling a sense of apprehension. "You just used divine power. Are you a god?"
She looked puzzled. The underworld and the heavenly realm were enemies, so why would a god come to the Yellow Springs?
Acha's brother, Chiyou, was killed by the gods!
Acha harbors a deep-seated hatred for the gods!
Zhao Li ran over from the side and hurriedly explained, "Meng Po, Mr. Fang is neither an ordinary person nor a god."
"He's... a zombie!"
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Upon hearing the word "zombie," Meng Po was startled. Was the man before her a zombie?
"Impossible! He's clearly a god!"
Meng Po frowned slightly: "If he were a zombie, I could sense it, but he doesn't have any corpse aura on him."
Most importantly, zombies cannot possess divine power; Fang Han's power is too sacred to possibly appear in a zombie.
Meng Po said coldly, "Who are you, a celestial being with such a powerful body? Are you perhaps Hercules?"
"No, your divine power is too strong, far surpassing that of ordinary gods..."
Hercules was just an ordinary god, but he was famous for his strong physique and immense strength.
Meng Po has lived a long time, longer than the lifespan of immortals and gods. She has seen many deities, but none of them possess the richness of Fang Han's divine power...
There are also differences in strength among the gods. For example, the Yin gods are deities in the underworld, and they are also a kind of realm.
There are many underworld spirits, and their strength varies greatly. Some are only at the level of third or fourth generation zombies, while others have reached the level of second generation zombies.
"Who exactly are you?" Meng Po scrutinized Fang Han, trying to see through the man before her.
The fact that Fang Han could recognize her as a demon beast indicates that he has an ancient background...
However, Meng Po suddenly widened her eyes and discovered that sharp teeth had appeared at the corners of Fang Han's mouth, which were actually zombie teeth!
She was struck by lightning and her mind went blank.
"Are you really a zombie?" Meng Po exclaimed in surprise, feeling like she was questioning her own existence.
This man who can wield divine power is actually a zombie!
“I’ve said it before, Mr. Fang is a zombie,” Zhao Li said with a wry smile.
"I stopped you from taking action just now not to protect Mr. Fang, but to protect you!"
"..."
Meng Po was speechless, her heart filled with turbulent waves.
"How could it be a zombie? Unbelievable!"
She found it hard to believe, but having seen it with her own eyes, Meng Po took a deep breath and came to her senses.
"What's your name?" she asked curiously.
"I have seen Hanba and Houqing before. Could you be Ying Gou, or the legendary Jiang Chen?"
Fang Han remained silent. Zhao Li introduced him, saying, "His name is Fang Han. I have invited him to the Underworld on the orders of the King of the Underworld."
"Fang Han?!"
Upon hearing this, Meng Po's beautiful eyes widened in surprise.
"You know me?" Fang Han asked in confusion, looking at Meng Po's expression as if she had heard of him before.
"I know you!" Meng Po nodded. "Your name is legendary; you are known to the world as the God of Thunder and the God of Slaughter!"
"Sixty years ago, you killed 370 Japanese soldiers in one fell swoop, which shocked the Ten Kings of Hell!"
The deaths of 100,000 people in the mortal realm are nothing; the number of ghosts coming to the underworld every day is more than a million. All the dead and their souls in the East are under the jurisdiction of the Eastern Underworld.
What's terrifying is that 100,000 people died at once, which finally caught the attention of the Ten Kings of Hell, and eventually even Acha noticed Fang Han.
Meng Po gasped, her eyes filled with fear as she looked at Fang Han: "I've heard of you, fighting the Yamata no Orochi, and destroying the Thunder God and Lightning Goddess..."
"You are even more terrifying than the legends say. You defeated me with your human body without even transforming into a zombie!"