"A pit? Which pit?"

An Xiu's expression changed slightly and he asked quickly.

"The pit of the underworld."

Feng Qingyan hurriedly said and explained: "When the disciple played "Calling Souls", he could vaguely glimpse some situations in the netherworld. Just now, he spied dozens of strange things emerging from the deep pit."

An Xiu was a little surprised, as if Feng Qingyan was able to peek into the underworld by accident.

After all, this is something that even a saint would find difficult to do, but a scribe can actually do it. Is it really the power of "Calling Souls"?

"Calling Souls" is one of the top ten sacred songs in the world, maybe it can really be done...

"But are you sure?"

An Xiu asked seriously.

"Sure."

Feng Qingyan nodded seriously and said: "Actually, the Patrol King was at the edge of the pit, and he happened to see the 'weird' pouring out of the pit."

"King Patrol?" An Xiu was a little surprised.
Chapter completed!