A dark shadow stood beneath the sky, and if someone with the ability to see ghosts looked up, they would surely discover that Nancheng was in a strange state, a fusion of life and death.
The living endure suffering, and the dead find peace! But if a soul truly desires peace, then the will to die must be fulfilled.
"Dead souls, obey the will of Death!"
The cycle of reincarnation began to stir, and in an instant, he unleashed the marks of tens of millions of the dead upon the land. The dead varied in strength, and there were many ordinary people in the southern city who had become dead after their deaths. Their power was insufficient to support them in responding to the call, so they needed his power to support them.
These marks of the dead are the best nourishment. He brought out five million marks of the dead from the tomb of the warlord, and then obtained five million marks of the dead by killing holy spirits, demons, and spirit beasts.
These marks of the dead will not follow his will to devour the Demon Lord, so he simply dedicates his power to other undead who are willing to follow his will.
As the mark of the dead was cast, the blessing of death radiated throughout the entire southern city. Whether it was the spirit summoners who fought valiantly and died on the battlefield, or ordinary people who lived in peace but were innocently slaughtered, at this moment, they all stood up as spirits.
Instead of the bright sunshine that should have been shining, a chilling wind began to blow, and the wails of the dead from the underworld began to echo throughout the southern city.
One undead is insignificant, but what about a thousand! Ten thousand! Or even ten million!
"The Heart of Death!"
The Death Heart, which had been silent until now, throbbed in the void. He had originally thought that the Death Heart was just an accessory to amplify the Death Hand, but now he had finally grasped the true meaning of the Death Heart.
The heartbeat of Death is directed at the dead!
Therefore, even though he is dead, his body and soul have returned to nothingness, and everything is irrelevant to the heart of death.
"Thump!"
"Thump!"
"Thump!"
A deep, pulsating sound echoed from the south of the city, a frequency that seemed to allow him to see another world.
"The tomb maiden is willing to become the reincarnation barrier for the general!"
The tomb maiden stationed in the Samsara Space suddenly spoke up, and without Jiang Yuan's consent, she directly chose to use all her power to push her innate Netherworld Barrier towards the Samsara Barrier.
"Reincarnation!"
With just two simple words, the Tomb Woman exhausted all her power to create a reincarnation barrier covering the entire city, while she herself transformed into the most primal mark of the dead, quietly floating within the reincarnation space without any further energy fluctuations.
"Am I all alone again?" Jiang Yuan was numb. He watched his brothers die, his teammates fall, and his lover leave him that day.
He didn't really believe in the idea of a cursed lone star, but repeated events forced him to believe it. From the orphanage to the Jiang family, then from the Jiang family to Beicheng, and now from Beicheng to Nancheng, he died wherever he went, without even a chance to survive.
"Demon Lord, accept the judgment of the millions of people in my Southern City!"
Looking up from the source of the battlefield, there was a giant dragon with blood-red eyes.
"The Heart of Death!"
The phantom of the Grim Reaper in the southern city gradually solidified. Jiang Yuan no longer had a physical body, but the phantom of the Grim Reaper appeared in his appearance, which was undeniably ironic.
"It's you!" The Demon Lord was furious. He hadn't expected this guy to be so troublesome, even after transforming into a battle spirit, he could still appear in this way.
Jiang Yuan had completely detached himself from his battle spirit and stood before the Demon Lord as an insignificant undead among the masses, declaring, "You destroyed a city of my human race, how can you not pay with your life!"
"Ridiculous. Although I don't know how you appeared, do you think this kind of trickery can fool me?" The Demon Lord scoffed.
"Death's Curse!"
"The Death Chant!"
The dual forms of the Grim Reaper's Hand have been activated. The first is either the Grim Reaper's Blessing or the Grim Reaper's Curse. The former is given to all the undead in the South City who follow his will, and the latter to the Demon Lord. The Grim Reaper's Chant is an amplification of the undead. It is obviously not an easy task to kill the Demon Lord by devouring souls.
"Hate death, yearn for life!"
Jiang Yuan looked up at the enormous phantom of the Grim Reaper. At this moment, he comprehended the first profound meaning of reincarnation, which was the profound meaning of life and death!
The profound meaning of life and death is the most fundamental and important aspect of the cycle of reincarnation.
Moreover, upon comprehending the profound meaning of life and death, he saw another path for himself, and at that moment he fully understood why Ning Yanlan did some strange things.
The thing she once implanted into her soul was the origin of life at the beginning of the universe—the Soul of Mending the Sky. She took away one-third of her own soul to help herself condense a soul seed. After her death, that soul seed would regain a tiny bit of consciousness. Finally, following what Ning Yanlan told her, she went somewhere to find a chance to be reborn and become an ordinary person again.
Jiang Yuan chuckled, then cleared his mind of all distractions. His current goal was not to survive, but to kill the Demon Lord and bring peace to the millions of people in Nancheng!
"Follow my will, Soul Devourer—Demon Lord!"
At his command, the super talent Devouring Self-Destructed, and Jiang Yuan took the lead and charged towards the Demon Lord. This time, the Soul Devouring would be led by him.
"you!"
The Demon Lord sensed something was wrong, but the next second a strange soul appeared within his own soul, followed by an overwhelming onslaught of remnant souls.
"Demon Lord, at the cost of millions of our people being spared from reincarnation, we of Nancheng will fight you once more!"
If we lose this battle, everyone in Nancheng will vanish without a trace, with no chance of reincarnation!
Although the price was high, almost every ghost in the South City was willing to do it, and they were willing to give everything for their beliefs!
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