Kong Hanan looked up and saw that the evil spirits in the soul-summoning banner had been completely dealt with. A group of ghost cultivators formed a loose formation, crossed the space rift, and rushed towards the City of the Dead from afar.
Looking at their side, the dungeon in the City of Wrongful Death was already overcrowded with ghosts. Niu Dou Ma Mian and some of the Li Geng people tried their best to suppress it. Kong Hanan wiped the sweat off his forehead and decided to arrange for Master Gu to open the trial as soon as possible. There were too many ghosts and Kong Hanan found it troublesome.
Li Wujiu had completely absorbed the Black Protector and was wearing the Black Protector's black robe and tall hat. Yan Chang'an's injuries seemed to be no longer serious, and two red spots appeared on his pale face. The two stood on his left and right to protect him.
Chief Li Geng felt that he was responsible for Kong Hanan's sneak attack and was extremely ashamed. He led most of the Li Geng people in the city to rush towards the enemy camp.
There was quite a big scene when Kong Hanan broke through. Apart from treating Yan Changan and upgrading the ranks of everyone else, he spent most of his time improving his cultivation and digesting his memories. The ghosts and monsters around him noticed this and started to arrange their own work.
Li Wujiu saw Kong Hanan wake up and bowed, "Sir, congratulations."
Kong Hanan shook his head and waved his hand to close the space rift.
Before, you opened the door to welcome thieves, but now you close the door to beat the dog. Great!
Xu Tong stepped into the underworld and saw a young scholar with his eyes closed on the tower of the distant earthen city. The black and white protectors stood beside him. He thought that Bian Yuan's sneak attack was really successful.
But when he was halfway through leading his men to charge, the scholar opened his eyes and waved his hand to close the retreat route behind him, and he knew that something was wrong.
The evil winds from the underworld appeared, and they were several times more numerous than before on Yinfeng Mountain.
The cold wind was howling and the evil wind was biting. Although Xu Tong was surrounded by a group of ghost cultivators, he still felt like an isolated island in the raging waves.
I fell into the trap again.
Xu Tong felt hopeless.
The strongest demonic power is attacking him. Isn’t it the ghost king who fought with the Black Protector before?
This scene is so similar to that year.
Once, he led a detachment of troops and attempted to attack the food supplies of the Great Qi.
Unexpectedly, all his plans were seen through by the enemy generals. Finally, the general of Da Qi devised a plan to lure him into a valley. At that time, the tiger general of Da Qi also pounced on him in the same way.
The ghost cultivators were completely thrown into disarray, fleeing in all directions, and their already loose formation collapsed at the slightest touch.
Xu Tong was very anxious, but there was nothing he could do.
If the ghost soldiers I trained before hadn't been transferred away by the mountain master...
Xu Tong was just beginning to feel unwilling, but when he saw the scholar on the city wall looking at him with a smile, he couldn't help but recall the memory of his previous defeat, and felt dejected again.
What is there to complain about? It was all my own fault for being foolish and falling into a trap. One general was incompetent and the whole army was exhausted.
I am indeed unsuitable for commanding an army...
Never mind, the shame of defeat is enough once.
Xu Tong drew the sword from his waist and offered his neck to be killed.
He felt his soul floating out of his body.
Is this what death feels like?
Consciousness will probably disappear soon.
Those scums of Yinfeng Mountain were incapable of accomplishing anything. Their defeat this time was not their fault...
I heard that after a person dies, their soul will return to the underworld...
Xu Tong's soul suddenly opened his eyes. He remembered that the scholar once said that the underworld belongs to the netherworld. Then... what about the City of the Dead in the underworld?
A gust of evil wind swept him up, and Xu Tong was in despair.
Even death can’t bring relief!
The commander committed suicide inexplicably, and the monks of Yinfeng Mountain no longer had any intention of resisting. They could not outrun the evil wind, so the smarter ones knelt down and begged for mercy.
Yan Changan whispered to Kong Hanan, "Sir, none of these people are clean."
He had long disliked this group of ghost cultivators. How could an official get along well with a group of bandits who occupied the mountains and acted like kings?
They were once suppressed by the Black Protector and the Mountain Master, but now the Black Protector was devoured by his brothers. There was no such thing as suppression between brothers, so Chen Changan completely let go of his heart and hoped that Kong Hanan would severely punish these bastards.
Li Wujiu shook his head and said, "But we in the underworld don't punish the living. When we punished that old man who raised the little ghost, it seemed that even the adults were injured."
He is a very cold and strict person, and has a deep obsession with the law.
Kong Hanan nodded: "Yes, we don't kill living people."
Yan Changan was very disappointed. He knew that he had to follow the rules when doing things, but he couldn't punish these bastards. Should he let them go back to the human world and continue to do evil?
Li Wujiu gently bumped his shoulder, and a hint of playfulness appeared in his cold eyes, and he winked at him.
Yan Changan didn't understand why.
Li Wujiu winked and looked at Kong Hanan, who said with a stern expression, "There are laws between heaven and earth. Living people are not allowed to enter the underworld. Anyone who enters without permission will be killed!"
After saying that, he shrugged at Chen Changan and said, "So we are acting according to the law."
The wind howled, and countless voices echoed in this empty area: "Trespassers will die!"
This time, there are really thousands of troops.
Yan Changan looked at his friend in surprise. How could he, who seemed so rigid, be able to understand the thoughts of the superior?
He has changed!
Li Wujiu also felt the change in himself.
Kong Hanan went to the national temple alone to worship during the day. Li Wujiu stayed in the underworld for a long time and had a general understanding of the situation in the underworld.
In addition, Kong Hanan returned from the human world and apologized to him honestly, so he certainly knew the situation in the underworld.
In fact, he was not angry, but admired Kong Hanan even more.
A person with no cultivation at all actually managed to fool the Ghost King. The courage and wisdom shown in this were not something that ordinary people could possess.
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