Each rope is connected to a winch, on which the strength of about four hundred monks is concentrated.

Each group was equipped with 15,000 capstans, and a large number of strong men joined in.

But it takes the combined strength of four groups of people to barely make the chain move.

This means that the accumulated power has finally broken through the static inertia of the underworld fragment.

With such accumulation, the speed soon reached the level of mortal jogging.

Although the speed was not fast, it was at least a relief compared to the absolute stillness before.

As long as you take action, there is always hope.

However, the total length of this chain is more than 44,000 miles.

If we only rely on this speed, it will take an indefinite time to pull that piece of underworld over?

Simply maintaining this pace obviously cannot satisfy them.

Following the orders from the top leaders of the Temple of the Gods, beacon towers continued to light up.

Then, there were five groups, six groups, seven groups, eight groups, and nine groups!

With more than twice the force applied, the speed of pulling the chain gradually increased. When it stabilized again, it roughly maintained the average flying speed of a foundation-building cultivator.

In this way, one can travel about a thousand miles in twelve hours a day.

It only takes forty-four days to pull the two pieces of underworld together over a distance of forty-four thousand miles.

If it lasts more than a month, it's barely acceptable.

"Lord Jiuyou, there really is no other way to that underworld."

Standing beside the iron chain, Jiang Li and a group of high-ranking officials from the upper-class Sishen forces stood there, watching the iron chain being pulled back continuously.

The distorted space prevented them from getting close to each other easily.

"Are you talking about overlapping illusions? Shouldn't you know more about this than I do?"

Whether it is the overlap of the Ghost King's Wasteland and the illusion of the underworld, or the fantasy of the bloody land and the city of the dead, they had all been discovered by the Temple of the Gods long ago.

In the small and small area of ​​the Eastern Region's immortal cultivation world, there are still many areas like the Ten Directions Region that are not ruled by the Temple of the Gods.

But after so many years, they had already sent people to basically find out the secrets. In terms of the accumulation of these secret intelligence, Jiang Li could not catch up with them.

"The Temple of the Gods is indeed the Temple of the Gods. It was able to gather so many people in such a short time."

"But these people may not be enough."

The power accumulated now is indeed able to pull the Dragon Prison Chain at a good speed.

But they are not Jiang Li, and they cannot work at full strength like a perpetual motion machine for twelve hours a day.

In fact, ordinary cultivators have to carefully calculate their spiritual energy when they practice spells or fight in battle.

Cultivators below the Golden Core stage, since they do not have a physical spiritual core, can only store spiritual energy in their meridians and qi sea.

Their bursts of strength to maintain output can only last for one to two hours at most.

The endurance of high-level cultivators above the Golden Core stage is even stronger, and the duration of battles between cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage is often calculated in days.

However, it also takes longer for them to recover.

Even if you control your time well and sit down to meditate and regulate your breathing immediately before exhausting yourself, it will often take two to three times as long to barely recover.

That was only the recovery of the spiritual energy, not including the physical and mental recovery.

Of the ten groups of people originally prepared, only one group is left for rotation, which is obviously far from enough.

If this continues, we can only hold out for half a day at most, and everything will have to come to a halt.

The strong men in the Temple of the Gods are not fools, so they naturally thought of this.

Sixty million people is just the threshold!

"We need to gather at least three times as many people as we have now to keep it running."

"All these people now were pulled down from the coastal front. If we want to continue to increase our forces, many of the sects' internal affairs will have to be suspended."

"The cost of losing and recruiting them will be many times higher. Time will also be slower."

"Notices have been posted in various cities, large and small. This should be able to gather more independent cultivators."

"The beast-controlling sects under us are currently gathering monster beasts such as Luoniu and Pingma. As long as we modify the winch, we can also replace some of the manpower..."

Several earthly immortals nearby quickly explained the current situation.

Although there are some difficulties in terms of manpower, considering the size of the Temple of the Gods, it is just a matter of willingness to take it out.

The only problem now is time. They need people who can arrive in a short time and support for a period of time.

Several people from the Temple of God looked at the Lord of Ghost Town.

Jiang Li had long known that this group of guys must have some ulterior motive in inviting him to visit so enthusiastically.

Fortunately, their purpose coincided with Jiang Li's.

"As long as the remuneration is sufficient, Fengdu City can provide temporary replacement manpower."

Jiang Li, wearing a mask, nodded and agreed.

With his own brute force, plus the ghost soldiers of a city, he is enough to match the enemy's force of 30 million people.

What's more, Jiang Li is a perpetual motion machine that does not need to rest.

His joining alone can reduce the original 60 million capstan manpower to less than 40 million, which can greatly relieve the pressure on the Temple of the Gods.

Including the three waves of rotation personnel, this can save 60 million people!

In addition, the strong men from the Temple of the Gods personally came to the scene, which was enough to make up for the shortage of manpower during this transition period.

Of course, Jiang Li would not easily reveal this cheat of unlimited physical strength and spiritual energy to the Temple of the Gods.

God knows which of the twelve top gods are now harboring unfriendly thoughts towards Fengdu City.

Anyway, the chain is connected to the underground of the city lord's stone tablet.

Jiang Li hid in the Human Emperor Palace and exerted his strength, and no one could see him.

The initial reward given by this group of top gods was a promise.

The promise is to let Fengdu City directly become a middle-level god, and after accumulating merits, it can be promoted to a high-level god.

But in Jiang Li's opinion, this is just trying to get something for free.

Now there is a powerful enemy, the Blood King's Palace, lurking in the dark, and the Temple of the Gods has suffered heavy losses from several wars, so it is in urgent need of combat power.

Considering the size and strength of Fengdu City, as long as anyone is willing to join, the Temple of the Gods will certainly be eager to receive them.

Everything about being a mediocre God is an insult to his talent.

What merits or no merits, as long as you have reached the level, it’s just a joke.

Jiang Li decisively rejected their shameless proposal.

Instead, he exchanged it for a precious resource that was only used by earthly immortals, the Three Treasures Flower.

This strange flower can, to a certain extent, help powerful earthly immortals condense the three flowers on their heads.

It is extremely precious. It takes a full thousand years to cultivate one flower. The investment during this period is huge, and it also requires the constant care of a master of spiritual plants. It is impossible to grow it on a large scale.

Sometimes it even takes the inheritance from father to son and the investment of several generations’ lives to cultivate such a flower.

The high price is not the only problem. The most important thing is that there is no market for it. In the Eastern Region's immortal cultivation world, there is no other place to find it except the Temple of the God.

Therefore, Jiang Li had to work with 30 million ghost soldiers to exchange for one, which was not a loss.

But in fact, Jiang Li was going to take action even without them telling him to.

Because as a person blessed with supreme merit, he could vaguely feel that piecing the fragments of the underworld back together was a thing of great merit in itself.

Just like resisting the invasion of the Asura Realm, once successful, all participants will be blessed by heaven.

The more you do, the more merit you will naturally gain.

Jiang Li has deeply felt the benefits brought by merit, which can play a positive role in all aspects.

Naturally, he didn't want to waste this opportunity.

. . . .

With the joint efforts of the Temple of the Gods and Fengdu City, more than thirty days passed quickly.

It seems that due to the principle of mutual attraction between matter, the resistance from the chain becomes smaller as the distance gets closer.

The speed at which they pulled the chain also increased.

This shortened Jiang Li's original estimate of time by nearly 30%.

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On this day, a faint black dot could be seen in the distance in the dark void.

Although it is a dead end to hope, the sight of hope made everyone more motivated and they pushed the winch a little faster.

But when Jiang Li and Si Shendian were concentrating on this chain, Beiyin Mountain finally welcomed an uninvited guest.

A silver dragon python is patrolling near the cliff.

Suddenly, it felt a palpitation.

A pair of golden dragon eyes stared at a certain void. In the darkness, a force suddenly appeared like a twinkling star.

Buzz! With only a sense of vibration and thrust, a large hole appeared on the body of the silver dragon python, and it flew backwards.

It was not until this moment that the dragon python's mind received an image of a stream of light approaching rapidly.

The attack just now was surprisingly fast. I was attacked first and then I could see its trajectory.

After the streak of light pierced through the dragon python, it flew out for dozens of miles and smashed through several mountains before finally stopping.

After a moment, the streak of light flew back, and the dragon python lying on the ground could see clearly that it was a round stone ball.

Jiang Li, who had once lost half his life to that thing, was very familiar with it.

That was clearly the stone ball in the mouths of the two stone lions at the entrance of the City God Temple!

When Jiang Li was attacked, it was because the City God Temple was in a state of spatial overlap and was being besieged by a large number of powerful people. Most of the strength was used in defense, and all functions were greatly reduced.

The current City God Palace is in its heyday, and without the restraint of other powerful people, what it can exert is its true strength.

Even for Jiang Li now, he would be in serious trouble if he were hit by such a blow.

The dragon body lying on the ground was not dead. It just watched the palace gradually become clearer from the distant void.

Finally, the City God Palace crossed the void and came above the dragon python.

"Fake!"

But in that hall, only the cold voice of the Blood Prince was heard.

Sure enough, as a ray of yellow light fell, the lifelike dragon python first revealed its original form and turned into a wooden dragon, and then because its spiritual energy dissipated, it became a piece of rotten wood.

It turned out that this was a wood monster that Jiang Li disguised as a wood dragon with the help of the dragon energy of a dragon python.

After the wooden dragon was destroyed, Jiang Li, who was pulling the chain, sensed it at the first time.

This guy hasn't shown up in a month.

Jiang Li almost thought that the Blood King's Palace had really given up the body of the Polar Backer King.

It seems that he just doesn't want to face Jiang Li alone in his soul state.

The Blood King's Palace owns the City God Palace, a heavenly-grade magical weapon, and can even do what even Jiang Li today cannot do, which is flying in the void of the underworld.

Although the speed is a bit slow, as long as you know the specific location, you can always fly there slowly.

He himself, seven dragon pythons, a small number of remaining strong men who died unjustly, and heavenly grade magic weapons for help.

These forces gave him enough confidence.

Although that power, whose name is unknown, severely suppressed the power of the Emperor's lineage, its actual power was only at the level of an ordinary earthly immortal and it was impossible for it to break through the City God Palace.

He also had a good plan in mind. If he could get rid of the strange monk while retrieving the body, it would be even better! After the City God Hall arrived at the fragment of the underworld, the flight was no longer restricted and the speed immediately increased.

Jiang Li on this side also had a slight movement of mind. He used some of the backup plans left on that piece of land and began to monitor the actions of the Blood Prince at all times.

The real corpse of the Dragon Python King wagged its tail and quickly ran back to the Beiyin Mountain.

However, the City God Temple did not rush directly in the direction of the blood sensing, but found the dragon-imprisoning chain that connected the two pieces of underworld.

"Huh, what a wild idea!"

With the strength of the strong men on both sides, they can already see the other side from afar.

However, they had already arrived at the Blood King's Palace in the underworld where Beiyin Mountain was located, so they undoubtedly had the upper hand this time.

The stone ball in the mouth of the stone lion at the door burst into light again.

He hit directly at the dragon-imprisoning chain.

Clang! The two stone balls hit each other with only one sound.

The thick iron chain was stretched straight by the strength of tens of millions of people. If such an iron chain was suddenly attacked, it would inevitably suffer the most damage.

If the quality was a little worse, the chain would have broken.

Fortunately, the first magic weapon that the master gave to Jiang Li is of very strong quality. It is an immortal weapon that once locked up an ancient real dragon!

Although under the impact of the Dharma Ending Age, all spiritual energy disappeared and all grades were gone.

However, due to its special material, it can remain strong even after tens of thousands of years. Among the known forces, there is almost no force that can destroy it.

Even the power of a heavenly grade magic weapon failed to succeed.

The Dragon Prison Lock did not disappoint Jiang Li's expectations, but that tremendous power would not disappear just like that.

The chains also shook violently under the bombardment of the heavenly grade magic weapon, and two terrible shock waves spread out one above and one below.

The downward shock wave immediately spread to the ground, causing the earth to crack and triggering an earthquake that spread for thousands of miles.

And another shock wave came towards this side!

"careful!"

Jiang Li's figure disappeared from the spot in an instant. Without his power, the speed of the chain began to slow down immediately.

But no one blamed him.

Because other strong men also took action at the first moment.

Jiang Li pressed his hands on the iron chain, and large pieces of frost spread out, forming thirteen icebergs in a row that wrapped around the Dragon Prison Lock.

This is the power he gained from the frozen land of the Far North.

Although he doesn't use it often, there is no doubt that he has reached the terrifying power of the Earth Immortal level.

Other strong men also took action to freeze the chains and dissipate the power.

But the shock wave came too fast and too suddenly, and the thirteen icebergs were shattered in an instant!

Even if there were other strong people trying to dispel it, the shock wave would still have crossed a long distance and its destructive power would have been dissipated.

However, more than 300 winches nearby were blown away by the remaining force and completely destroyed.

(End of this chapter)