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In the depths of the underworld, in an ancient palace, Underworld deity, Zhang Jin, and Han Che quietly walked through the moss-covered stone corridors.
The dim candlelight cast long shadows behind them, dancing on the cold walls with their every step. This is the archive of the underworld, hiding all the secrets about this mystery domain and its creator.
Entering the gate of the archive, they encountered a rusty heavy iron door that seemed untouched for years. With a gentle push from the Underworld deity, the door emitted a heavy, lingering creak. They stepped into this dormant temple of time, where the musty air enveloped them.
The archive was filled with ancient books and scrolls, each covered in thick layers of dust and the marks of time. They carefully flipped through the pages, searching for clues that might hold the answers.
In a secluded corner, Zhang Jin discovered a hidden door. The door was covered with spider webs and dust, almost blending in with the surrounding walls. She gently pushed the door open, revealing a mysterious secret chamber.
The chamber was sparsely furnished, with only a stone table and a chair. On the table lay an ancient book, its cover engraved with peculiar symbols, seemingly recording the origin of the underworld and the story of its creator.
Han Che Walking forward, gently turning the pages of the book. Between the pages flows the profound wisdom and the power of history, each page recording the secrets and prophecies of the underworld.
"Here is recorded the creator of the underworld, an existence with supreme power, he created the underworld, but not for the purpose of managing the souls of the deceased." Han Che He read in a low voice, his voice echoing in the secret chamber.
Zhang Jin approached and saw that her eyes were filled with curiosity and shock. "What does it say here?" she asked.
"The Underworld, it turns out, is a tool for collecting soul power," said the voice of the Underworld deity with deep astonishment. "The creator of this Underworld, he used it to collect souls for some unspeakable purpose."
The book also records a prophecy about the future.
Han Che softly read the prophecy in the book: "When the offspring of the underworld descends, the heavens and earth will be overturned, the gates of the underworld will open, and all order will be reshaped." His eyes revealed deep concern.
Zhang Jin's hand involuntarily reached towards her own abdomen, her eyes filled with complexity and confusion: "Is the child of the underworld mentioned in the prophecy referring to our child?"
Underworld deity pondered, his eyes deep and profound: "If the prophecy is true, then your child will be the key to the fate of the underworld." There was a hint of uncertainty in his tone.
Han Che's face became serious, and he said firmly, "If this child is really as the prophecy says, we must make a choice. The future of the underworld, and even the balance of the entire three realms, could be changed because of this."
Zhang Jin was filled with struggle and fear in her heart, and she asked softly, "What should we do?"
Han Che I looked deeply into her eyes, with a hint of determination: "We must find more evidence to confirm the truth of this prophecy. Only when we understand everything can we make the right decision."
Just then, a hurried footsteps came from outside. A guard rushed in, his face pale with panic: "Underworld deity, something has happened! There's an abnormality in the outer spirit world, it seems that a powerful force is brewing."
Underworld deity immediately stood up, a hint of alertness flashing in his eyes: "Take me to see it immediately."
As Underworld deity and the guards hurriedly left, Han Che and Zhang Jin exchanged a glance, realizing that the situation might be more serious than they had imagined.
Han Che Firmly said, "We must act quickly. If the abnormality in the spirit world is related to this prophecy, then we have no time to waste."
Zhang Jin nodded, her eyes filled with determination and concern, "Whatever happens, we must face it together."
Venturing deeper into the depths of the underworld, they discovered even more astonishing secrets. The prophecy in the chamber was just the tip of the iceberg, and the true nature of the underworld was far more complex and dark than they had imagined.
In a desolate area, they discovered an ancient temple, filled with a suffocating oppressive atmosphere. The temple was adorned with peculiar murals and sculptures depicting the creator of the underworld - a mysterious being with boundless power.
Underworld deity stopped in front of a huge mural, his eyes filled with astonishment and fear. "Is this... the true face of the creator of the underworld?" he whispered.
The figure in the mural is a majestic and terrifying deity, with eyes like burning coals and wielding a staff shimmering with dark light. Behind him is an endless darkness, as if swallowing all life and light.
A determined look flashes in the eyes of Han Che: "Whoever he is, we must find a way to stop him. This being's power poses a huge threat to the underworld and even the three realms."
Zhang Jin gazed at the mural, her heart filled with doubt and worry: "My child, what connection does he have with all of this? Is he truly the key mentioned in the prophecy?"
Han Che faced Zhang Jin with a gaze filled with worry and determination. He knew deeply of Zhang Jin's love for her child, but he also understood that without making difficult choices, the balance of the underworld and even the entire three realms could be disrupted.
"Zhang Jin, I know this is a difficult decision for you, but you must consider the future of the child and the safety of the underworld," the voice of Han Che was low and serious.
Zhang Jin was filled with struggle and unease, she touched her abdomen, her eyes revealing deep maternal love. "I know you are speaking for the greater good, but he is my child, how could I possibly give him up?"
Underworld deity Listening to their conversation, he furrowed his brow. He understood Han Che's concern, but he also empathized with Zhang Jin's maternal instinct. "We must find another way to solve this, we cannot rely solely on prophecy to determine our actions," he said firmly.
At that moment, Zhang Jin's face suddenly turned pale, she clutched her chest, gasped, and then fainted.
Han Che and Underworld deity immediately stepped forward with concern.
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