Hell.

Death in the city.

When the Black Mountain Old Demon, who was the lord of the City of the Dead a few months ago, inexplicably returned from the passage, the Black Mountain Old Demon's terrifying screams resounded throughout the entire City of the Dead within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Countless wandering ghosts were moved when they heard this. You know, the Black Mountain Old Demon is the master of the entire City of the Dead. As the Ghost Emperor at the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage, he is a well-known existence even in the entire underworld.

However, a Nascent Soul Ghost Emperor like the Black Mountain Old Demon was inexplicably severely injured one day, and he didn't even have time to cover it up.

As a result, the situation of the City of the Dead becomes delicate.

There is no shortage of Nascent Soul Ghost Emperors in the underworld, but not every Nascent Soul Ghost Emperor can own a territory like the City of the Dead.

In the underworld, the law of the jungle prevails and only the fittest survive. The Black Mountain Old Demon is injured. This is a godsend opportunity for those Nascent Soul Ghost Emperors who want to gain a piece of territory!

In a dark river hundreds of miles away from the City of the Dead, when a little ghost sneaked into the river to report what he saw and heard about the City of the Dead, a burst of crazy laughter roared out.

"Hahaha!

God helps me, God helps me!

The Black Mountain Old Ghost was injured at this time. I have coveted this Wrongful Death City for three hundred years. Finally, I have the opportunity to take a peek at the Wrongful Death City and become a Ghost Emperor with my own territory..."

Along with the sound of sinister laughter, a figure wrapped in a black robe slowly emerged in the Yin River. The aura on his body was equally strong. The Ghost Emperor, who was in the early Nascent Soul stage, was only slightly weaker than the Black Mountain Old Demon.

This is also the reason why he dared to covet the City of the Dead.

"Reporting to Lord Poison Emperor, everything I said is true. The Black Mountain Old Demon is now hiding in the Wrongful Death City to recuperate. It has not appeared for more than two months, and has not devoured the lonely ghosts in the Wrongful Death City. I think his injuries are probably serious!"

Just when the Ghost Emperor was feeling proud and excited, the little ghost who came to report attacked again.

It was clearly stated that the Black Mountain Demon had not devoured any ghosts recently.

At this moment, the Poison Emperor, who had been somewhat worried deep in his heart, suddenly had all his worries swept away. This moment was the best time. Once the Black Mountain Old Demon recovered, it would be difficult for him to capture the City of the Dead!
"Good! Xiao Yinzi did a good job this time. When I capture the City of the Dead, I will let you take charge of the affairs in the City of the Dead!"

"Thank you, Lord Poison Emperor, for this gift!"

Taking a deep breath, the Poison Emperor did not hesitate any longer. If he did not make a decision, he would suffer the consequences. This opportunity was too rare.

With a whoosh, the entire Yin River exploded, and countless ghostly auras surged up. The originally calm Yin River was quickly covered by a series of poisons, and the poisons quickly condensed into the body of the Poison Emperor, sweeping up the dark wind and killing towards the direction of the City of the Dead.

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The City of the Dead, a thousand meters underground.

A black mountain was now huddled underground and shivering. There was almost no intact part of its body, and the rays of golden light had not dissipated until this moment.

It is the Diamond Sutra...

As this was written by the relics of a high-level monk in the Nascent Soul stage, the Black Mountain Old Demon suffered a lot.

The demonic power and ghost energy in his body constantly attacked the Diamond Sutra, trying to separate the Diamond Sutra, which was continuously emitting Buddha's light, from his body. However, this process was too difficult for the Black Mountain Old Demon.

Several months passed, and only about half of the Diamond Sutra on his body had been peeled off. He would have to spend a lot of time recovering from his injuries after it was all peeled off.

It can be said that in the past fifty years, the Black Mountain Old Demon had neither the opportunity nor the mood to leave the City of the Dead.

"The damn Maoshan monk actually has such a hidden skill. The Diamond Sutra written on the relics of a Buddhist Yuanying monk is really amazing!"

After uttering these words with difficulty, the Black Mountain demon's original form, Black Mountain, also forced a face forward, his vicious eyes filled with fatigue and weakness.

Fortunately, when the Black Mountain Old Demon fell into the underworld, he ended up in the City of the Dead.

otherwise……

If he accidentally falls into the territory of other Ghost Emperors, the Black Mountain Old Demon knows what the end will be without having to think about it.

Just as the Black Mountain Old Demon was cursing, suddenly, he stopped cursing, and his originally tired expression suddenly became sharp!
"There really is a Ghost Emperor who wants to take advantage of the situation and seize the City of the Dead..."

After uttering these words in a deep voice, the Black Mountain Old Demon looked more solemn. If his body had not been severely damaged by the Diamond Sutra, then even though he could not suppress a Ghost Emperor in the early Nascent Soul stage with a flick of his finger, he could still crush him unilaterally.

And now...

The situation of the Black Mountain Old Demon is indeed somewhat embarrassing.

Inside the hundreds-meter-high city walls, the wandering ghosts in the City of the Dead seemed to have sensed the coming danger. They stopped their aimless steps and looked up into the void.

A faint green light cut through the void. In an instant, the green light sprinkled down. As the green light fell on the lonely ghost, the lonely ghost with empty eyes began to tremble, and then his eyes became angry and crazy...

The ghost body began to emit green light continuously, and finally collapsed.

"Black Mountain old ghost, you have been hiding for so long, so I will start with you lonely ghosts!"

The Poison Emperor is in great spirits at this moment. Since he arrived in the City of the Dead, the Black Mountain Old Demon has not appeared, and he has not even revealed a trace of anger.

From this point, the Poison Emperor understood that the Black Mountain Old Demon was most likely to be seriously injured, and his self-confidence became overflowing.

The Poison Emperor's methods were also not weak. After all, he was a Ghost Emperor in the early Nascent Soul stage, and his viciousness was superb. In just half an incense stick of time, all the wandering ghosts in the entire Wrongful Death City were turned into ashes by the Poison Emperor, which were then turned into poison to nourish himself.

From beginning to end, the Black Mountain Demon did not make any move.

In the underground world, the Black Mountain Old Demon had a terrifyingly gloomy expression at the moment. He really didn't expect that the Ghost Emperor who came was so cruel. Unable to find his real body, he actually attacked the lonely ghosts in the City of the Dead.

Those lonely ghosts are valuable assets to any Ghost Emperor.

The Black Mountain Demon was no exception, so while he felt the pain, he also included the Poison Emperor in the list of targets to kill.

"Humph!

You take advantage of me because my injuries have not healed yet and occupy the City of the Dead?

Regardless of whether I agree or not, if the Ghost Lord of Yuhua Immortal Dynasty really knows about this, I am just a casual Ghost Emperor and will not be able to escape death..."

Shaking his head, the Black Mountain Old Demon suppressed the murderous intent in his heart, blocked the surrounding space with his spiritual sense, and continued to recuperate quietly.

Three consecutive days passed, and the entire Wrongful Death City was unusually peaceful. The Poison Emperor was stunned. He could not imagine that he had captured the Wrongful Death City so easily without even a battle with the Black Mountain Old Demon. This was unimaginable. The Poison Emperor also frantically took this opportunity to intercept the wandering ghosts passing through the Wrongful Death City and turn them into his own nourishment.

A few more months passed, and the Black Mountain Old Demon in the underground world finally pulled out all the Diamond Sutras from his body. Although it consumed a lot of energy, he was also freed from the torture of the Buddha's light day and night.

His strength has recovered somewhat, but he is still unable to fight against the Poison Emperor.

but……

The Black Mountain Old Demon was not in a hurry about this matter. On the contrary, he had already started counting down for the Poison Emperor's death.

The reason is very simple. The reason why the Black Mountain Old Demon has been able to occupy the City of the Dead for hundreds of years is only because of the tacit approval of the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty.

The Black Mountain Old Demon needs to transfer his wandering ghosts to the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty within a year.

A year has almost passed, and the wandering ghosts in the City of the Dead have all been turned into nourishment by the Poison Emperor, who even intercepts the wandering ghosts passing by the City of the Dead.

This kind of behavior is undoubtedly courting death!
"Hehe, you dare to occupy the City of the Dead...

I don't even need to do anything, you have to take the blame for me. I will sacrifice you to Master Ghost, and I think that will make up for my losses this year!"

After slowly uttering these words, the Black Mountain Old Demon fell into silence.

But outside the City of the Dead, an uninvited guest arrived today.

The transport envoy came from the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty. In previous years, this transport envoy was the one who transported the wandering ghosts from the City of the Dead to the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty.

But now the situation is very different. "Where is the Black Mountain Demon?

Open the city gate quickly!"

Although the transfer messenger was only at the half-step Nascent Soul stage, his tone did not show any sign of weakness.

Calling the Black Mountain Old Demon by his name, but...

The owner of Wrongful Death City had changed long ago, and now the one who controls Wrongful Death is the Poison Emperor.

"You are just a little ghost with the cultivation level of a half-step ghost emperor, and you dare to come to the City of Wrongful Death to cause trouble. I will sentence you to death today!"

As soon as the words fell, a dark green poisonous light flashed in the void, and quietly, the ground beneath the feet of the Transfer Messenger began to tear apart, and poisonous lights instantly enveloped the entire body of the Transfer Messenger.

In an instant, after the green light spread everywhere, the messenger of fortune began to disintegrate. Without even a scream, this messenger from the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty was reduced to ashes and turned into nourishment for the Poison Emperor!

In the underground world, the Black Mountain Old Demon watched all this coldly. When he heard the messenger of fortune calling out his name, he knew this would be the scene.

“Tsk tsk tsk, you are truly ignorant and fearless. I had to treat this messenger with courtesy, but you, a casual cultivator Ghost Emperor, killed him so easily.

Over at Yuhua Immortal Dynasty...

Humph, you won’t be so arrogant for long!"

The same is true.

In the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty, which is thousands of miles away from the City of Wrongful Death, the elder of the Immortal Dynasty who is in charge of the transfer messengers has a terrifyingly gloomy expression on his face.

The dry face trembled from time to time, and the scepter held tightly in his hand also sizzled...

"Wrongful Death City, the territory of the Black Mountain Little Demon, the transport envoy was actually massacred in this way. I hope you, the Black Mountain Little Demon, can give me an explanation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the elder disappeared into the palace.

The next second, the space above the City of the Dead was torn apart. This was the power that only the Ghost Lord who had reached the level of a deity could possess!

Suddenly, the elder of the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty who was in charge of the transfer messengers appeared in the void.

With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he could see the entire situation in the City of the Dead!

"Little devil from Black Mountain, I am here, why don't you kneel down and greet me!"

The old man's eyes could see through the earth, so he could easily find out the hiding place of the Black Mountain Demon.

The Black Mountain Demon, who had been waiting for such a long time, was already prepared. With tears even hanging from the corners of his eyes, he broke through the ground with a bang and knelt steadily in front of the old man.

"Black Mountain pays respect to the Venerable Turing!"

"Humph!

Black Mountain kid, tell me, what is the situation in the City of Wrongful Death? You dare to kill my fortune teller, are you tired of living?..."

"No, no, no, please calm down, Your Excellency, please calm down!

This matter has nothing to do with the little ghost. Ever since the little ghost went to the world of the living and was severely damaged by cultivators a few months ago, the City of the Dead has fallen into the hands of the Ghost Emperor, a nearby wandering cultivator.

This wandering ghost emperor not only turned all the wandering ghosts prepared by the little ghost into nutrients, but also killed the transfer messenger without giving him a chance to explain.

"The little ghost is still seriously injured and has not recovered yet. He is willing but unable to do anything. He can only watch all this happen. Your Excellency, please understand!"

While wiping away his tears, the Black Mountain Old Demon did not forget to look viciously at the Poison Emperor who was already trembling with fear in the City of the Dead.

Hearing this, the old man's expression became even more gloomy and terrifying. His status in the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty was not low, but if this happened to the Zhuanyun Palace he managed, and other old ghosts who coveted this position knew about it...

I will inevitably be sued before the Emperor of the Immortal Dynasty, and that will not be fun.

The old man's cold look swept over the Black Mountain Old Demon, and the Black Mountain Old Demon felt his whole body tremble violently. If the Turing Master in front of him was willing, he could wipe him out with just a thought.

This kind of cultivation made the Black Mountain Old Demon feel desperate, but also gave rise to a hint of yearning.

"A free-spirited ghost emperor... how courageous!"

Finally, the old man let out a breath of anger, smiled coldly, and pinched the City of Wrongful Death below with his palm. The Poison Emperor, who had been trembling for a long time, felt that the void instantly enveloped him. He didn't even have a chance to resist. He was pulled out of the City of Wrongful Death by an invisible force and pressed into the void like a dead dog.

Then, the old man looked at the Poison Emperor, and there was no longer any emotion in his eyes.

“Little Black Mountain Ghost, this time, I will spare your life. The location of Wrongful Death City is important and must not be lost. As for this wandering Ghost Emperor, just regard it as this year’s offering from Wrongful Death City…”

As he spoke, the old man stepped into the void and disappeared, leaving only the Black Mountain Old Demon nodding angrily.

“Hoo…Hoo…”

It took a long time for the Black Mountain Old Demon to recover a little. This was a risky move. If the anger of the Turing Master of the Immortal Dynasty was not quelled and was vented on himself, the Black Mountain Old Demon knew that he would surely die.

Fortunately, his bet was right. Not only did he capture the Ghost Emperor who occupied the City of the Dead, he also regained possession of the City of the Dead!

"Speaking of which, all of this was caused by that stinky Taoist priest. When I recover from my injuries, I will definitely... definitely..."

He wanted to say something harsh, but in the end the Black Mountain Demon didn't say it out loud.

Shi Jian's identity is too special. If he fails to kill with one strike, the Black Mountain Old Demon will just pray that Shi Jian will not report to the Maoshan Sect so that he can get a thundering strike. How dare he threaten others?
At this moment, he really wanted Shi Jian to just let him go...

Shi Jian, who is still walking on earth, has no idea about what happened to the Black Mountain Demon in the underworld.

but……

Even if I knew, what could I do?

After nearly a year of training, Shi Jian's cultivation level is completely different from what it was before. Four of the five energies in his body have already condensed, and he only lacks the last bit of mental energy to condense the five energies into one.

Then the pill was broken into an infant and promoted to Nascent Soul cultivator!
"True Lord, True Lord, are you really not from the Maoshan Sect in this world?

But if that’s the case, why do you claim to be from Maoshan?
Xiaoqian is really confused, can't you tell me?"

It was night on the pipeline to the capital of Qian Kingdom. It was a rare occasion that Nie Xiaoqian could leave the Judge's Seal in her true form at night. For a moment, she was chirping like a lark, asking questions non-stop and circling around Shi Jian.

Shi Jian seemed to have long been accustomed to Nie Xiaoqian's behavior and was no longer surprised by it. He was no longer the former Maoshan Master.

Nor will they continue to be high and mighty, but instead become involved in the worldly life, with a feeling of living in seclusion in the city that has quite a charm.

"You won't understand even if I tell you, so just keep going..."

Shi Jian rarely stopped, but after saying this, he began to use the technique of shrinking the earth into an inch and moved quickly forward.

When Nie Xiaoqian saw this, her beautiful eyes flashed, she smiled, and went straight back to the seal.

"True~Mister...

Prince...

Old~Master...

............"

Along the way, Nie Xiaoqian kept using different names with a coquettish voice, and she was just short of slapping the word "charming" in Shi Jian's face, but Shi Jian remained unmoved, which made Nie Xiaoqian a little depressed.

(End of this chapter)