The food production is amazing, and people generally don't starve to death easily.
However, due to the low level of medical care in the mortal world, various illnesses often have no effective treatments.
However, most civilians still drink raw water that is full of bacteria and parasites, which leads to high mortality rates.
Not to mention the frequent natural disasters and man-made calamities, various monsters and beasts harming people, and the practice of drowning little girls in some places.
As a result, the mortality rate of children and fetuses remains high.
In addition, the life span of children has not been consumed. The shortest life span is 40 to 50 years, and the longest is 80, 90 or even 100 years.
But false life does not grow.
Therefore, after dying young, they will crawl around in this city for decades in their tiny bodies and are the most miserable group of souls in the City of the Dead.
It is no wonder that over the years, so many children have gathered in this corner of the City of the Dead.
This scene is indeed quite shocking, but...
"Grandma is in...what should we do?"
Not to mention the other demon kings, even Jiang Li is a little confused now.
Judging from his previous encounters, although the Grandma of Mingshan was very powerful, her style of doing things was actually not radical at all.
She had no ambition to fight for supremacy. She guarded her one-third acre of land in Beiyin Mountain, sang operas and listened to music on weekdays, held a banquet every three to five months, and then threw the treasures she collected into the cave. This was how she had lived since she occupied Beiyin Mountain five hundred years ago.
There is even little record of it taking action in the past five hundred years.
Whenever something happens, especially something dangerous, he has no intention of taking the initiative to take responsibility based on his own strength. Instead, he always lets his subordinates do it.
But who would have thought that today, he would suddenly become so brave? He jumped directly at the sea of resentment that everyone was afraid of.
Is it for the souls of the dead children below?
Ah!!! A shrill scream came from the sea of clouds of resentment!
Without a doubt, it was the cry of Grandma Mingshan. It was hard to imagine what kind of pain could make such a strong person scream.
Suddenly, more than a hundred arms emerged from the grandma's body, scratching her flesh frantically.
Strips of flesh were torn and scraped off by fingernails, and the outer layer of human skin was quickly torn to shreds, revealing the real body underneath.
It is indeed an extremely powerful ghost.
After tearing the surface flesh, it was not over yet. The nails, which were enough to easily destroy Xuan-level magic weapons and damage Earth-level magic weapons, scratched desperately on the body, not even sparing the face.
Looking at that, she even wanted to tear off her ears and dig out her eyes!
It seemed as if countless maggots were crawling and gnawing at her flesh and blood beneath her skin.
The eight demon kings stood on the city wall. The screams made them feel uncomfortable all over and they couldn't help but take two steps back.
Even the Grandma Mingshan, who was superior to them and had unfathomable cultivation, could not bear the resentment left by countless people who had died unjustly over millions of years.
If it were them, they would probably be even more miserable.
The effect of that resentment is similar to that of golden juice and manure, but the effect is a thousand times stronger.
Anyone who gets entangled by those resentments will see his cultivation level drop by several percent.
Moreover, one must bear the suffering of those who died unjustly in one's soul. It is normal for those with a weak mind to go crazy.
This is not something that can be endured just by having a high level of cultivation.
Even the Golden Immortal wouldn't dare to take a bath in a cesspool.
Although it won’t kill you, it’s really disgusting.
But soon, Grandma Mingshan passed through the red fog and landed in the city below.
But that powerful grandma didn’t land on her feet, but fell on her head.
With Jiang Li and the other monsters' eyesight, they could barely see through the thick fog that the grandmother who fell to the ground, after lying there for a while, staggered to her feet.
Then, dragging his body that seemed to weigh thousands of pounds, he approached the children without even a moment's delay.
She kept calling "my children" and picked up the crawling children one by one, bringing them close to her to carefully identify them.
The eight monsters on the city wall shouted from afar, but the old lady seemed to be affected by resentment and just turned back and looked in their direction blankly.
Then they ignored him and searched for the child until he disappeared from their not-so-good sight.
Just in that moment of looking back, Jiang Li noticed that the red mark on the other person's face seemed to have expanded a little.
When he was in Beiyin Mountain, Jiang Li was just guessing.
Unexpectedly, Grandma Mingshan's obsession with the children in the City of the Dead is so deep.
If she wasn't a ghost, anyone would have figured out long ago that her child couldn't be in there.
Because Grandma Mingshan reached the peak as soon as she debuted.
When they came out five hundred years ago, they suppressed Beiyin Mountain with powerful means.
But how long had she been in dormancy before this? It must have taken at least five hundred to a thousand years.
If the child she was looking for was really the one who entered the City of the Dead after death.
Which child could have a life span of more than a thousand years and wait for her in this city of wrongful death? Therefore, the hope she gained from this desperate action was a hundred times slimmer than finding a needle in a haystack.
Fortunately, the pitiful person who looks extremely miserable now is actually a hateful person who has killed countless people and committed heinous crimes.
They came here and lost their lives because of the coercion of Grandma Mingshan.
No one would be stupid enough to feel sympathy for her.
The eight demons suddenly fell silent as they watched their grandmother's receding back, with different expressions on their faces.
They quietly distanced themselves from each other. Without the suppression of the strongest, these demon kings, who had not been on good terms with each other to begin with, immediately began to be wary of each other after they realized what was happening.
"Everyone, since grandma is no longer here, I will not accompany you any more."
One of the demon kings turned into a gust of dark wind and fled in the direction from which he came. He fled at an incredibly fast speed and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The others looked at each other, and left with caution.
Although they belong to the same mountain range, the people of Beiyin Mountain are simple and honest, and the creatures born there are basically unlikely to understand what unity and friendship are.
Even though there is the Grandma Mingshan above them, they have been fighting for territory and interests for many years.
Bad relationships like the one between the Stone Demon King and the Wisteria Demon are actually not uncommon at all.
So continued cooperation is unlikely.
They didn't fight directly, which was considered restrained.
Because the transition from life to death is not so easy to adapt to, the strength of the eight demon kings has declined to varying degrees.
They did not have the confidence to engage in a fight until they had adjusted to their current strength.
Moreover, the power of this fragment of the underworld is still threatening their freedom and lives at any time.
So their only choice was to go their separate ways.
Some of the eight demon kings chose to return along the same route, trying to find a way to cross the void again, while others continued to detour, hoping to find a solution in the City of the Dead.
Except for Jiang Li and the Stone Demon King who had eighteen nails stuck in his body.
The Stone Demon King couldn't run fast enough, but Jiang Li, with ill intentions, approached him step by step.
When the Stone Demon King found out that the Wisteria Demon had not left, he immediately felt something was wrong. A strong sense of malice had enveloped him.
"Shi Pan! You are a vine monster. I just saw you take action. The living vine turned into a dead vine. It must have had a significant impact on your strength!"
"I am a stone demon. That kind of change will not affect me at all! We should retreat from here and settle all grudges when we return to Beiyin Mountain!"
On top of the city wall, the gigantic Stone Demon King, like a young wife being targeted by a bully, retreated step by step.
Jiang Li, covered in withered vines, walked towards him step by step.
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"Damn it! Shi Pan, what do you want?"
"The six of them must still be nearby. If you fight me and reveal your weakness, they won't let you go!"
"Even if you kill me, you won't be better off!"
Seeing that his mortal enemy remained indifferent, the Stone Demon King felt something was wrong.
The big rock guy, who seemed not very smart at the critical moment of life and death, also knew how to think of a clever trick and quickly used several other demon kings to balance him.
What he said was indeed right. Jiang Li could feel that the six demon kings and those cunning old bastards had not really gone far. They were just hiding in the distance and spying on them.
Since the Wisteria Monster has not truly reached the level of a demon king in its essence, it has only relied on the power of trickery to stand on the same level as them. Among the Eight Demons of the Underworld Mountain, it was originally at the bottom of the list.
If you reveal flaws and show signs of weakness during the battle, the other six guys will definitely not mind taking advantage of you.
But, if you don't take advantage of an opportunity, you're a bastard. The presence of a Savage Stone Demon King with most of his power sealed in front of him is even more tempting than a mountain of spirit stones.
How could Jiang Li be willing to let it go?
"Manshi, you can't even use the escape technique!"
After Jiang Li revealed his current weakness, the Stone Demon King trembled and a large amount of stones rolled down from his body.
If he still had the ability to use the escape technique to escape, why would he stay here and talk so much nonsense?
Eighteen of the thirty-six nails of death were removed, but that doesn't mean that he has recovered 50% of his strength.
In fact, Grandma Mingshan only left him the ability to change size and basic movement to a certain extent.
With the current combat power of the Stone Demon King, apart from his relatively strong body, he is no different from a moving mountain and can only smash people with his own weight.
It seems to be powerful, but in fact it is vulnerable.
Not to mention Jiang Li, even a few random gods could possibly wear him down to death.
"As for me, you can rest assured."
"Have you forgotten what my skill is?"
A face made of vines seemed to be showing a strange smile.
Then most of the vines on his body began to regain their freshness, leaving only the most important vine in the middle which remained withered.
The morale, which had been depressed due to the death, was rapidly rising back up.
"You should know that my strength comes from my lovely descendants!"
"Isn't it enough if they are resurrected?"
"Also, at the Full Moon Banquet, that look in your eyes, did you want to kill me?"
Because the shadows of these vines had actually been eaten by Jiang Li's shadow a long time ago, so they actually had no way of reviving through Beiyin Mountain.
There is no need to think too much about letting the tens of thousands of vine monsters on his body actively accept the power of the City of the Dead and resurrect.
If Jiang Li was not afraid that this useful vine armor would be controlled by the City of the Dead, he would have let Shi Pan, as the main body, accept the false resurrection as well.
In this way, the strength of the Wisteria Monster was almost not reduced at all.
At the same time, after he displayed this power, Jiang Li could clearly feel that the malicious intent of the six people in the distance who were spying on this side had obviously weakened a lot.
The six demon kings' own strength had all declined to varying degrees, so naturally they did not want to go against the Wisteria Demon whose strength was almost intact.
Plus with Jiang Li hiding inside the vine armor, if the other big ones dare to come over and attack, they will definitely receive a huge surprise.
Seeing this scene, the Stone Demon King on the opposite side was completely in despair.
"You! .. You win!"
"Don't kill me! I am willing to give you 50% of my essence! After returning to Beiyin Mountain, every ten years... no, every five years I can give you 10% of my essence!"
His power was blocked by the Death Nail. Knowing that he had no chance of winning, the Stone Demon King gave his utmost sincerity in order to stay alive.
But Jiang Li still didn't feel satisfied! "You forced me to do this!"
The Stone Demon King was forced into a desperate situation. He gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, ready to jump into the City of the Dead to escape.
He would rather endure the sea of resentment than fall into Jiang Li's hands.
But at this time, the stone monster, whose already bulky body was blocked by the death nail, moved even slower. Before he could take two steps, countless vines attacked from behind, entangled him and dragged him back.
"Why are you doing this? Maybe I'll be a very kind master?"
Entangled by the inherently restrained wisteria, the Stone Demon King was forced to become smaller and smaller, while the vine giant controlled by Jiang Li became larger and larger, and finally slowly swallowed up the entire stone man.
Put into the Burial Yin Coffin, the great demon king of Beiyin Mountain could never cause any trouble again.
Jiang Li was in a very good mood after receiving a stone demon king that was powerful enough to crush mountains and rivers in its prime. His eyes then turned to the other six that were spying on him.
He chose one of them and shot over at the fastest speed. He wanted to take this opportunity to catch another one.
Unfortunately, those demon kings also discovered Jiang Li’s intention and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After all, they are all demon kings. Although they are in poor condition now, it will be very difficult to catch them if they are determined to escape.
Jiang Li had no choice but to give up. His vine-like body burrowed into the ground, and after moving thousands of miles, he randomly chose a quiet place to emerge.
After looking around and confirming that there was no one around, he pressed his hands directly to the ground and burst out with powerful energy.
The ground beneath him cracked open, and a ghost-shaped gate slowly rose from the ground.
Summoning the Gate of Hell here seems to be much more difficult than usual, and the consumption of spiritual energy is more than ten times.
After a while, the gates of hell opened, and a young monk with a crippled leg walked out with his hands clasped together. He was none other than Qiushui, the master of Beixuan Palace in Fengdu City.
How could Jiang Li explore the City of the Dead without bringing this super tool man with him?
(End of this chapter)