After Shen Luo finished speaking, the outside world fell silent again.
"If I remember correctly, it was the Heaven that fell first, and then the demons attacked the underworld, right?" After a moment, Shen Luo broke the silence and asked.
"That's right." Zhong Kui replied.
"In that case, the Underworld should have been prepared. Why did it fail so quickly back then?" Shen Luo continued to ask.
After a long time, Zhong Kui's voice came in:
"Back then... things were a little strange. With the arrangements made by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, even if we couldn't resist the demons in the end, we wouldn't have lost so quickly and miserably. As a result, we were criticized for surrendering and never resisting for many years."
Upon hearing this, Shen Luo said nothing more. His eyes slowly fell on the dragon binding ring in his hand, and it was unknown what he was thinking.
Zhong Kui was outside, and seeing that Shen Luo stopped talking, he also stopped talking.
After an unknown amount of time, Shen Luo suddenly heard a strange noise coming from outside, and then he heard Zhong Kui suddenly shout:
"who?"
However, as soon as the sound came out, his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he made a whimpering sound, but soon the sound disappeared.
"Who's outside?" Shen Luo was immediately startled and shouted in a low voice.
"It's me." A somewhat dry voice came from outside.
"Colored beads?" Shen Luo was a little surprised.
"This golden cymbal is the magic weapon of Master Huangmei. I can only open it a little bit at most. Are you sure you can get out?" Nie Caizhu asked.
"Why are you here?" Shen Luo asked hurriedly.
"Don't talk about this for now. Let me rescue you first." Nie Caizhu said anxiously.
"Okay." Shen Luo hesitated for a moment and nodded.
Outside the golden cymbals, Nie Caizhu glanced at Zhong Kui, who had fainted beside her, with a complicated expression. She held an exquisite white jade bottle in her hand, pinched a willow branch inserted in it with her fingers, and recited silently.
After a moment, she pinched the willow branch, suddenly pulled out the bottle, and pointed it at the golden cymbal.
A drop of crystal clear liquid dripped from the top of the willow branch and flew into the gap between the upper and lower parts of the golden cymbal.
The golden cymbal, which was originally fitted tightly, suddenly trembled rapidly the moment the drop of water penetrated the gap, and golden light flashed on it.
Seeing this, Nie Caizhu's expression became tense. She made a hand gesture with one hand, and the magic power in her body surged out wildly, almost without reservation, and merged into the drop of crystal water.
As his magic power continued to pour into that drop of water, it began to glow with a snow-white light and began to expand like a bubble, and with great difficulty it opened up an almost invisible gap between the two pieces of the golden cymbals.
A moment later, the light on the golden cymbal suddenly increased, and the drop of water that had expanded shattered with a "bang", and the two pieces of the golden cymbals closed again.
A hint of despair flashed in Nie Caizhu's eyes. Her magic power was running out and she was about to collapse.
At this moment, a broad shoulder suddenly appeared behind her and supported her.
“Cousin…” Nie Caizhu turned around and saw that it was Shen Luo. She was overjoyed.
"This is not the place to talk. Let's go to Yinguijian first." Shen Luo said softly, his hands still bound by the Dragon Binding Circle.
"I'll lead the way." Nie Caizhu nodded and perked up again.