呼~

Qi Molong had already made his move as his voice faded.

His movements were neither hurried nor slow, and there was no hint of ferocity. He raised his hand and brought it down, already grasping Old Daoist Lian Sheng in his palm.

"Is this...resignation?"

Seeing that Old Daoist Lian Sheng didn't resist at all, Qi Molong chuckled to himself, not caring.

With a lift and a leap, he soared into the air and disappeared into the City of Ten Thousand Demons.

.......

The City of Ten Thousand Demons was majestic and grand, and all the buildings inside were much taller than those in the human world.

Whether it was the streets, the houses, or all the things in the streets and alleys.

Moreover, the city was divided into two layers, one above ground, where the demons lived, jackals and tigers roamed, foxes and wolves were companions, and there were even little demons with dog heads and half-human forms.

The other half, underground, was where humans were 'kept'.

It was also where the excrement of the demons, beasts, spirits, and monsters of the city accumulated...

It was so dark that it was almost sunless, with only tiny cracks revealing faint light. Ordinary people in this place could not even see.

Filling the nose was an indescribable stench, a mixture of thousands of kinds of excrement, spread over hundreds of miles, like a swamp.

This was a place where endless filth gathered.

It was also where the Molong Cave 'kept' humans.

Looking at the scene before him, feeling the extreme stench of the world, and seeing the countless people transporting feces, irrigating unknown crops, their eyes dull, without any spirituality.

Old Daoist Lian Sheng's body trembled, feeling a bone-chilling coldness, and a raging fire that seemed to burn him to ashes.

'Molong Cave, Qi Molong, City of Ten Thousand Demons.......'

Old Daoist Lian Sheng swayed, his temples throbbing, almost exploding.

He had never imagined that the people of the Eastern Continent could be so miserable. For a moment, he couldn't believe everything he was sensing.

"Can't stand it?"

Above the lowest level, outside a large opening in a crack, a great demon of supernatural power looked down, looking at Old Daoist Lian Sheng with a mocking and contemptuous look:

"Don't worry, you won't be able to stand it for a few days. When the Feast of Kings begins, even if you beg on your knees, you won't be able to return here for even half a moment!"

"There are still a few days?"

Old Daoist Lian Sheng murmured to himself, and couldn't help but pinch a stick of incense in his sleeve.

His magic power had been sealed, but Qi Molong didn't know that he didn't need magic power at all!

But his palms trembled several times, and in the end, he held back.

Feast of Kings...

"Waste!"

The great demon sneered:

"Lowly races, even if they cultivate supernatural powers, are still such wastes."

Bang!

After saying that, the great demon closed the crack and left, and from afar, his laughter could still be heard.

"Waste? Heh..."

Old Daoist Lian Sheng stood there for a long time.

Only then did he turn around and head towards the distance.

In this underground place of light, all were beneath the bottommost cracks, and relying on these tiny glimmers of light, ancient and primitive settlements had sprung up.

These settlements had as few as a thousand people, and as many as tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, living around the specks of light, surrounding patches of 'swamp'.

The 'swamp' irrigated unknown crops, people ate these crops, and monsters ate people again. In this way, a bizarre and evil cycle was created.

And this cycle had been going on for thousands of years, or even longer.

The people here, like pigs and dogs raised in the human world, lived in extremely dirty places, working hard to survive, struggling, and finally becoming food for the monsters.

Old Daoist Lian Sheng's magic power was sealed, but his body, which had been tempered by magic power, had not weakened. In this dark and dirty underground, he had no difficulty walking.

He walked through one settlement after another, seeing those people who were naked, had lost their sense of shame, and were like walking corpses. The oppression in his heart was accumulating little by little.

The people underground had lost their writing, lost their inheritance, and even lost their language, losing everything that made them human.

What was alive was just empty walking corpses without any human spirit.

They had no feeling for the arrival of Daoist Lian Sheng, they had even lost their curiosity, and lived in a daze, eating, drinking, defecating, and then mating.

Rather than being human, they were more like an unknown humanoid species.

"In ancient times, in remote antiquity, humans were raised by demons and ghosts, all living beings were plunged into despair......"

At a certain moment, Daoist Lian Sheng stopped, and the legends he had once read floated in his mind.

Like all the people of Daqing in the Central Continent, he had studied or speculated about these legends, but he had never felt them personally.

What was a world without light?

What was endless despair?

What was it like to be kept?

Before coming to this place, his understanding of these legends only remained on the surface, and he could not empathize with the dark years of the past.

Until this moment...

"Fu Jun, is truly a sage..."

Thousands of thoughts and myriad of distractions, finally turned into such an inscrutable sigh.

The Human Path had always admired the Eight Lords of the Netherworld, including the Netherworld Fu Jun, but never had there been such a strong sense of gratitude, reverence, and worship as there was now...

How great was the grace that Daqing, the Central Continent, and even the people of the world had received from him?

Sweeping away the demonic aura, pacifying the universe, sealing the Ten Vicious, opening up the Netherworld, establishing the Netherworld Court, supporting the Dragon Court... Each and every one of these things had a thousand times stronger impression in Daoist Lian Sheng's heart at this moment than ever before.

"Ah!"

A sharp scream containing endless anger resounded through the darkness, and also broke Daoist Lian Sheng's thoughts.

He came back to his senses and realized that he had unknowingly returned to the place where he had entered.

And not far away, in that dark, dirty, and stinky swamp, a figure whose face could not be seen was running wildly, splashing countless excrement and filth.

And even letting out a roar louder than the last.

"I will kill you, I will definitely kill you, leaving none, leaving none, leaving none!!!"

The owner of the piercing voice seemed to be going crazy.

Even though they were more than ten miles apart, Daoist Lian Sheng could feel her anger and killing intent.

He couldn't help but change his expression, hurriedly turned around, and hid in the darkness behind a ground pillar.

This person was Huang Qing'er.

That old woman who had to maintain her youthful appearance even after hundreds of years, that old woman who had to care about her appearance even when she was in a desperate situation.

At this time, she was running wildly in the cesspool of filth.

Even Daoist Lian Sheng didn't dare to show his face at this time, listening to the screams that were louder and louder, his face twitching.

'If this old woman sees me, I'm afraid she will fight me to the death...'

Daoist Lian Sheng shivered and didn't dare to show his face.

"Ah!"

"Ah!!"

"Ah!!!"

Outside the swamp, Huang Qing'er was like a madwoman, her screams seemed to pierce people's eardrums.

In order to maintain her appearance, she had used magic power to temper her body every day for two hundred years. The strength of her physique was second only to Daoist Bai Lian, and even stronger than Daoist Lian Sheng.

Even though her magic power was sealed, her voice was so loud that it seemed to collapse the cave.

After a long time, Daoist Lian Sheng poked his head out and took a look. Huang Qing'er had shaken off a pile of dirt and stood outside the swamp, waiting with an uncertain expression.

As expected, after a while, three more figures came flying wildly from the swamp, splashing excrement everywhere.

The previous scene was weakened tenfold and replayed.

Rude Daoist, Bai Lian Daoist, and No-Tongue Daoist were all captured.

And at this time, even the No-Tongue Daoist, who was always expressionless, had a truly green face.

How noble were cultivators in the human world?

No king or general could compare. In addition, they possessed magic power and aura. Even if they were in a state of disarray, they had never been thrown into a cesspool.

How could anyone be in a good mood at this time?

Cultivators were also human.

The four gathered together, all filled with anger, uproar, and a killing intent so strong that it seemed to materialize.

After a long time, when the anger of the four had subsided a little and they were about to leave.

Daoist Lian Sheng slowly walked out.

His body swayed, as if he had been seriously injured, and he called out to the four with a pale face.

"You?"

"Old Bastard!"

"Old thing!"

At this moment, Huang Qing'er almost exploded again, and even Daoist Bai Lian cursed.

Even Rude Daoist and No-Tongue Daoist looked at Daoist Lian Sheng with some unkindness, as if they were about to rush up and beat him to death.

"You, were also captured?"

Daoist Lian Sheng coughed twice, pretending to be a little weak:

"That demon king is too powerful, not comparable to ordinary Yuanshen. I was careless for a moment and failed to summon the gods, and was defeated by him..."

"You said you didn't come to die? You're really good at bringing me along to die, you're really good..."

Huang Qing'er's teeth were gnashing, and her eyes seemed to be spitting fire. She had never suffered such great humiliation in her life.

The other three also had very ugly faces.

They were building the Fengshen Platform, and a group of great demons descended from the sky. Even though they fought hard, they were almost beaten to death on the spot.

They were also holding a fire in their hearts.

"The Eastern Continent has become a gathering place for demons and ghosts. They have already set their sights on us, and conflict is inevitable."

Daoist Lian Sheng sighed lightly.

These four were not of one mind with him, and their thoughts were completely different.

He was thinking of sweeping away the hidden dangers and ensuring that the Fengshen Platform would not be destroyed after they left.

At this moment, he also had the idea of ​​sweeping away this group of demons and ghosts.

Rude Daoist, Huang Qing'er, and the other four, only wanted to follow him to build the Fengshen Platform and complete An Zhenren's order. As for what happened afterwards, they didn't want to care at all.

They didn't even think about provoking these demons and ghosts.

In fact, in the past ten years, he was the only one who had actively cleaned up demons and ghosts. Just like Huang Qing'er, she entered the mountain, but she didn't think about taking action at all.

Therefore, if he wanted them to take action, he had to use some means.

And at this time, the hatred was obviously full. Once they escaped, without him saying anything, they would never let go of this group of demons and ghosts.

Especially Huang Qing'er.

"Is that so? Why do I feel like you just want to drag us into the water?"

Daoist Bai Lian's face was as black as the bottom of a pot at this moment, unable to maintain his dignified side, his tone was unkind.

"Don't feel like it, this old bastard just wants to drag us into the water!"

Huang Qing'er approached menacingly, her fists clenched tightly:

"Anyway, we're all going to die, so I'll drown you in this cesspool first..."

Rude Daoist and No-Tongue Daoist were silent, and followed the two of them.

"How can we die?"

Daoist Lian Sheng's heart skipped a beat, but he forced himself to remain calm and said:

"If you listen to me, not only will we not die, but we can also kill this group of evildoers!"

"You think I'll believe you?"

Huang Qing'er sneered and threw a punch.

But Daoist Bai Lian grabbed her wrist. He looked at Daoist Lian Sheng with a very dangerous tone:

"If you dare to lie to me, even if I'm punished by Zhenren, I will kill you first!"

"What do you want to do?"

Rude Daoist opened his mouth expressionlessly:

"Daoist, I hope you don't lie to me, otherwise..."

No-Tongue Daoist didn't say a word, staring coldly.

"Naturally not."

Daoist Lian Sheng took a deep breath, stopped halfway, but forgot the stench in the air and almost choked himself to death.

He hurriedly switched back to internal breathing, and after a while, he said:

"First of all, I will teach you 'God Descends to the Human Path'..."