The inscriptions, as if alive, quietly slipped from the remaining bone fragments into the soil. Fortunately, Jiang Li glanced back, otherwise these inscriptions would have all merged into the soil.
With a slight thought, Jiang Li imprisoned the bone, still bearing the black inscription, in his palm.
The inscriptions seemed to sense the presence of Jiang Li, the god of death, and all trembled and stopped in place, not daring to move at all.
After pondering for a moment, Jiang Li's expression changed slightly. He subconsciously wanted to get all the remaining corpses out, but before he could do so, he heard a little boy's voice behind him.
"Soul Gu?"
The one who spoke was Ye Ming, who had just appeared. Upon hearing Ye Ming's voice, Jiang Li disregarded everything else and immediately flashed into a bedroom on the second floor of the villa. Just as he was about to use his scythe to lift the man lying on the bed, he discovered that a small hand was gripping the blade of his Grim Reaper's scythe, while the other hand was grabbing the man's collar from behind.
Ye Ming turned to look at Jiang Li, his smugness completely undisguised, and his slightly upturned eyes full of provocation.
Just as Ye Ming was holding the sleeping man and floating into the air, Jiang Li suddenly retracted the Death Scythe and then summoned it again. This action was completed in the blink of an eye.
The Grim Reaper's scythe that had just been summoned appeared directly beneath the man. Jiang Li merely lifted the scythe slightly, and the violent demon deeply buried within the man's body was instantly drawn out.
Jiang Li chuckled, thinking that he had finally won. Ye Ming had also grabbed half of the violent ghost's body, and it looked like the violent ghost was about to be torn in two.
The violent ghost, who had been too afraid to make a sound, suddenly gritted his teeth and begged for mercy.
"My lords, please spare me! If you pull me any further, I'll be split in two! I don't want to die!"
Violent Ghost didn't seem too afraid when facing Yama King Ye Ming and Death God Jiang Li, and he wasn't even too worried about being torn apart.
Jiang Li and Ye Ming exchanged a glance after hearing what the violent ghost said; they both noticed the ghost's unusual behavior.
Although these seven evil spirits were ghosts directly formed from the laws of the underworld, their strength was not considered high by the ghost kings. If that's the case, why did this violent ghost show no fear towards the current number one and number three ghost kings?
"Were the corpses and vengeful ghosts outside all your doing?"
After Ye Ming spoke, he saw the violent ghost nod repeatedly, even looking at the corpses outside with a smug expression. Ye Ming chuckled twice and raised his hand to use the power of rules to suck the violent ghost back into the laws of the underworld.
However, just as Ye Ming made his move, Jiang Li's scythe blocked the violent ghost's path, and he spoke with some exasperation.
"How utterly unreasonable is the mighty King Yama!"
Ye Ming ignored Jiang Li's words and flicked the power of law from his fingertips at the violent ghost.
When Jiang Li saw the ball of law power drifting towards the tip of his scythe, his anger level exploded. He immediately flashed in front of the violent ghost and used all his strength to disperse the ball of law power the size of a jujube.
"How could you do this? You're the ruler of the Underworld now, how can you be so shameless?"
After saying this, Jiang Li raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. Ye Ming, sitting opposite him, snorted coldly and said somewhat impatiently.
"Get out of the way! This thing has harmed so many people; it must be utterly destroyed."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Li stopped pretending to be injured, put away the Grim Reaper's scythe, put his hands on his hips, and started cursing at Ye Ming.
"Are you being unreasonable? We clearly agreed that whoever finds him first has the right to deal with him. I got here before you, didn't I? Why are you going back on your word?"
After Jiang Li finished speaking, Ye Ming remained cold and indifferent, as if the person Jiang Li had just mentioned had nothing to do with him.
Seeing Jiang Li guarding the violent ghost, Ye Ming dispelled the power of law at his fingertips, and then arrogantly came to stand in front of Jiang Li.
Ye Ming seemed annoyed that his current body was too short and he had to look up to see Jiang Li, so he floated up to the same eye level as Jiang Li.
Seeing that Ye Ming was still bothered by these things, Jiang Li immediately lifted the Violent Ghost and floated up a little higher. Then he looked at Ye Ming, who had his brows furrowed, with a "what can you do about it?" expression.
Suddenly, Ye Ming, who was frowning, stretched out his palm and made a downward pressing gesture. Streams of law power tightly bound Jiang Li, the God of Death. Then, Jiang Li and the Violent Ghost passed through the first floor and got stuck on the second floor.
Seeing that Jiang Li and the Violent Ghost were now the same height as him, Ye Ming nodded in satisfaction.
That's more like it! Ye Ming felt a surge of satisfaction as he watched Jiang Li's discomfiture, though his face remained cold and expressionless.
"You can't take a joke! I'm never going to hang out with you again, and you're not allowed to stay at the Li family's anymore. You've been seeing Yanbao longer than I have!"
When Jiang Li mentioned Ye Ming's residence at the Li family's house, his face was full of obvious displeasure. Ye Ming chuckled and walked over to the unlucky guy, raising his hand to smash him into oblivion.
"Wait a minute! Are you so shameless as to kill an evil spirit with the power of laws in order to comprehend more laws? Let me tell you, I don't agree, and I doubt even the Underworld Lord would agree."
Hearing Jiang Li think so highly of him, Ye Ming waved his hand and pulled Jiang Li out of the ground like a radish.
"You say I'm after the power of the laws? Hah!"
Ye Ming was extremely disdainful of this. The power of law obtained by killing evil spirits and plundering them could only be borrowed from the underworld and would eventually have to be returned to the underworld.
However, Ye Ming is destined to be the master of the underworld, so he naturally wouldn't rely on this method to become stronger.
"What? Am I wrong?"
When Jiang Li said these words, his eyes were full of coldness. This was the biggest point of contention between him and Ye Ming.
The violent ghost felt a surge of joy as he watched the two ghost kings about to fight. Once they started fighting, it would be his chance to escape.
"Go ahead and fight! I'll lend you a hand later!"
The violent demon quietly ground up a transparent bead hidden inside its body, and dozens of corpses buried underground began to tremble. Black runes burrowed into the soil, forming a huge pattern.
Jiang Li and Ye Ming simultaneously sensed the disturbance underground. Just as they were about to make a move, a phantom image of a river appeared above the villa, and the pattern composed of black runes disappeared directly into the phantom image of the river.
"Wangchuan? He's come out?"
Jiang Li glared at Yama Ye Ming, whose forehead was tightly furrowed, and at the same time made up his mind that he must not let Ye Ming kill any more evil spirits, and that there must never be another ghost king who wields the power of laws.
(End of this chapter)
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