A burly and strange man in a red embroidered robe calls himself the General of the Shackles.
It is also a city destroyer, but the difference from an ordinary city destroyer is that although its aura is that of a city destroyer, the oppressive force it displays is similar to that of a half-step one.
It was not until a strange figure with a golden hoop on his head and wearing a blue robe walked out from the other side that the oppressive feeling of destroying the city was complete.
A man in a red robe and a man in a blue robe leaned forward, and their auras merged together to form a strange statue.
"I think what the exiled immortal said makes some sense. If it's just a misunderstanding, how can we keep it a record?"
They have a relatively flexible bottom line. When they heard that they couldn't even defeat the exiled immortal, they had a vague understanding of Bai Ling'er's strength.
That means you can't afford to offend the King of Hell.
Although they are a gathering of destroyed cities, they are actually the concentration of all destroyed cities in the entire area. They imitate the Cloud Domain and create a cooperation system.
But everyone knows that Yunyu’s is a strong alliance, and they are called banding together for warmth.
It was precisely because there were not enough people to destroy other cities that they were gathered together and a ledger was made for revenge.
In the entire Yama Palace, there is only one person who can go head-to-head with the banished scholar, and that is the ancestor who organized the entire palace.
This time the exiled immortal comes to meet the mysterious Meng Po.
Seeing the strange performance of Niu Jiao and the level of the two generals in shackles, they all had the intention of destroying the city at a low level.
But if you change your perspective, you will discover the true horror of the Hall of Yama.
That is... all the city destroyers here were Meng Po's students before they set foot on the city destroyer. In other words, they were all trained by her.
Some monsters cannot embark on the road of destroying the city even after thousands of years, but Meng Po has allowed many monsters to embark on this realm in various ways!
Based on this point alone, the exiled immortal was extremely respectful as soon as he came in. Even when Meng Po didn't say anything, he didn't dare to meet her in a hurry. He just stood in front of the door, quietly waiting for Meng Po's message.
"The teacher asked you to come in."
The purpose of Suo Jiang coming out was not to dissuade General Niu Jiao, but to inform the exiled immortal that he could enter.
The exiled immortal did not move, but bowed first, "Thank you."
Then he walked over slowly. Although his expression did not show much worship and reverence, his outward expression was quite strong.
Deep down, Guiyi believes that the strong will win. Mengpo does not have any obvious achievements, but she has the ability to help Guiyi destroy the city.
Therefore, the exiled immortals will respect it, but it is only superficial.
The decorations of Yama's Hall are mostly embellished with netherworld flames, and blooming sparks hang from the beams, illuminating the environment slightly.
When we walked into where Meng Po was, it was extremely dark, and the few sparks could not illuminate the entire space.
This gave the exiled immortal only one impression: it was ugly, not as good as the corpse land at home.
The fact that it was not bright enough made the exiled immortal very unhappy.
On the other hand, Meng Po liked it very much, mainly because it allowed her to focus more on the bamboo slips in front of her.
"Po Dao's little trick, his trick is skeleton sound transmission, throwing bones, it fits Po Dao's image."
"Then you had the good fortune to witness the battle between the two cities, where one died and the other was seriously injured. You were so bold as to completely absorb the dying innocent, seizing their treacherous skills. You then believed you were born, and became known as the Exiled Immortal."
"Even the scholars couldn't tell. They thought you were really born to destroy the city."
"Speaking of the Four Evils of Xiang Territory, each has their own strengths. You are truly worthy of the name."
“…”
Strictly speaking, this was the first time that the exiled immortal met Meng Po face to face. As soon as they met, he received a big gift from Meng Po, which added a touch of coldness to his elegant and indifferent expression.
"Please be careful with your words, Meng Po. I am a banished immortal and have nothing to do with that little skeleton monster."
"Haha, that's right. You can even deceive yourself about such a trivial matter that happened ten thousand years ago. Who can prove whether the ghost in this body is a skeleton or a "banished immortal"?"
“…”
The exiled immortal's face gradually became gloomy, and his eyes, staring at Meng Po, were no longer so pure, but were mixed with a lot of bad qualities that only those who had broken the path had.
Just like a nouveau riche, their own cultivation is ultimately not as good as those who are born with a silver spoon in their mouth.
"Meng Po, I came here today not to argue with you, but to bring up something."
"you say."
"The human emperor seems to have descendants."
"No."
"I saw it with my own eyes. Humanity has signed a contract to destroy the city halfway. According to the agreement made ten thousand years ago, we should take action."
“…”
Meng Po flipped through the bamboo slips, pondered for a moment, and shook her head:
"Brainless Half-Step, just fooling around. As long as the Emperor's bloodline resurfaces, I will know it."
"What if three humans all contracted half a step? Perhaps his bloodline would be gone, but a new emperor might emerge."
The exiled immortal had already thought before coming here that the most important thing for human beings might not be a certain bloodline, but their ability to create such a bloodline.
In other words, as long as humans survive, the tragedy of that year may happen again.
"Humans are like bugs. We can't kill them all. When we first contracted the weird, we killed them all without mercy. But as they became more and more numerous, it gradually became a matter of chasing them... breaking the path. Ten thousand years have passed, and even a half-step existence cannot be stopped."
"You have time to persuade people here, why not do something meaningful like me."
Meng Po didn't even raise her head as she carefully picked out the names on the table. Three more strange figures were picked up and thrown out the door.
"Bring them here."
"Yes, teacher."
Nothing has changed. The arrival of the exiled immortal has only resulted in a wave of ridicule.
"You're going to regret this."
The exiled immortal never thought that an old ghost who lived ten thousand years ago would actually allow such a thing to happen, and his contempt for him overflowed on the surface.
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