The Lord of All Gods Who Covers the Sky

Chapter 139 City of the Dead
  "Am I dead?"

It was pitch black all around, and a voice came from the open space, breaking the silence. The person who made the voice was so scared that even his voice was trembling.

"not yet!"

A weak light came on, cutting through the darkness. Ji Hongjing held the magic lamp and looked around. The incomplete Holy Spirit was lying on the ground. Hearing this, he stretched out one arm and straightened up.

"Where is this?"

"Under the Yellow Spring Lake!"

Ji Hongjing took a few steps forward with the magic lamp in his hand. A white skull was covered on the ground. He lifted up the skull. The one-inch-tall man was lying on the ground under the skull. When he saw the light, he turned over and kicked the skull. He patted the non-existent dust on his body and stood with his head held high, unable to tell the difference between men and women.

Ji Hongjing's eyelids twitched and he said helplessly: "Why did you bring me to this place?"

The one-inch-tall little man didn't answer. He looked around, raised his hand, and the white skull shrank in size. He put it on his head like a hat. He jumped into the eternal blue-gold lamp and pointed in a direction.

"What to do now?" Holy Spirit flew to Ji Hongjing's side and asked.

Ji Hongjing's eyelids twitched. Only the upper body of the Holy Spirit was floating in the air. It was so scary to be in such a weird place!

"Go in the direction he points!"

"Where is that place?" The Holy Spirit floated in that direction, but couldn't see anything clearly, so it floated back and asked.

"How do I know? How come you, a Holy Spirit, are so gibbering?" Ji Hongjing glanced at him and said angrily, "Don't float around in front of my eyes!"

"Um... I can only float. How about you put me away, leave this place, and then let me out." Holy Spirit rolled his eyes and said.

Ji Hongjing rolled his eyes at him and said, "Are you the master? I am the master? Lead the way!"

"Is he reliable?" The Holy Spirit approached the magic lamp and looked at the one-inch-tall little man and asked.

"Biyou is more reliable, hurry up and lead the way! Why are you, a Holy Spirit, so afraid of death?"

"It took hundreds of thousands of years to successfully conceive, and I have only lived for a few hundred years. What happened to the life-saving point?" The incomplete Holy Spirit muttered in a low voice. Ji Hongjing's eyes widened, and then he flew forward.

After an unknown amount of time, they left the dark place. A deserted moon hung in the sky, illuminating this place. It was a vast world with no vegetation at all. The eyes were filled with yellow sand, and there seemed to be a few grains in the yellow sand. The shadow flashed away.

"There is actually a small world under the underworld. Have we reached the underworld?" The Holy Spirit trembled and did not dare to fly forward.

"It's worthless!"

Ji Hongjing cursed and walked forward first. The little man in the magic lamp in his hand pointed out the direction from time to time. After walking for an unknown number of miles, they saw a yellow city.

"Want to go into the city?" Ji Hongjing raised the magic lamp in his hand and looked at the villain and asked.

The villain thought for a while and pointed to the side of the city. There was a black pool there, and Ji Hongjing felt the strong power of the ghost in it.

The one-inch-tall little man gestured, and Ji Hongjing's eyes flashed. He seemed a little hesitant, but finally jumped into the pool and submerged himself in it.

"You no longer have the flavor of a human being!" Holy Spirit said in shock as he looked at Ji Hongjing flying out of the pool.

"You also go down and take a dip." Ji Hongjing ordered. Seeing the Holy Spirit's hesitation, he directly kicked him into the pool.

"Brother, Master, I don't want to die yet!" The broken body of the Holy Spirit suddenly jumped out and floated around Ji Hongjing. "Who's dead? Don't make any noise, it will attract the attention of ghosts!" Ji Hongjing imprisoned the Holy Spirit and said.

The Holy Spirit calmed down, felt his own situation, and said, "Hey, except that there is no breath of life, nothing seems to have changed!"

Ji Hongjing looked at the one-inch-tall Remnant Soul figure inside the magic lamp. Remnant Soul said nothing more, yawned and fell into a deep sleep, leaning on the wick.

There was really no good place to go, so he put the eternal blue and gold lamp in his sleeve and walked towards the yellow city.

"The remnant soul won't harm us, right? What should we do if there is danger in the city?" The Holy Spirit floated around him and asked.

"I trust him more than I trust you!" Ji Hongjing said angrily.

"Brother, Master, this will hurt my heart. I even handed over my innate aura. If I even think about harming you, you will find out. If you crush the innate aura, I will die. Why don't you trust me?" Me? We are a good partner to cross the River Styx together."

Ji Hongjing rolled his eyes and said, "It wasn't you who caused me to fall into the River Styx!"

The Holy Spirit wanted to say more, but Ji Hongjing interrupted: "Hush, we are about to enter the city."

When they walked to the gate of the city, two ghost figures obscured by black fog blocked their way, and a spiritual thought came out: "Hey, the new ghost, with this token, can only live in the city for free for one month. You can continue living there only after you go to the City Lord’s Mansion to take over the mission in a month, you know?”

"May I ask what the mission is?" Ji Hongjing asked via voice transmission.

"There are quite a lot of tasks, including collecting Huangquan mud, Netherworld grass, and strengthening the city walls. You can go to the City Lord's Mansion and see for yourself. But there isn't much that a new-born ghost like you can do. You can do odd jobs!"

"Thank you!"

Ji Hongjing walked into the city and faintly heard two ghost figures behind him saying: "Hey, here are two more ghosts. They look young. How did they die on the Immortal Mountain?"

"Whatever...cannon fodder...netherworld grass..."

Ji Hongjing lived in the city for three days. It was a city of ghosts. There were ghosts in the city, and ghosts often drifted past. Some were shrouded in black mist, some were like white smoke, and some were still in human form like Ji Hongjing.

He has adapted to everything here. There is nothing strange about these ghosts. They are just residual souls that have been sacrificed by the water of the Styx. They are not much different from the living souls that have been sacrificed by demon cultivators in the world.

Most of the ghosts here were old people who were nearing the end of their lifespan. They died after breaking into the Immortal Mountain, and their remaining souls were absorbed by the River Styx and brought here.

These ghosts also have a lifespan limit, and their cultivation and combat power are not high. How can a residual soul compare to the time when they are alive?
  Of course, there are exceptions. The city leader of this city has a high level of cultivation and does not know his realm, but he has two great protectors under him, who are comparable to the Dao-Slaying King!
  There is nothing unusual about the way they improve their cultivation. There is a notice in the city lord's palace. If the ghosts in the city want to live permanently, they need to accept tasks. Among them, the most rewarding one is to collect Netherworld Grass, which is effective all year round.

On the night of the God King's resurrection, three old monsters mistakenly ate the Netherworld Grass, causing their bodies to rot, but their souls were nourished. Their souls alone were comparable to the Holy Lord-level figures.

However, there are many limitations to the power of a single soul. Not to mention being restrained by Ye Fan's whip, when meeting someone with a stronger soul like Ji Hongjing, he would be killed in an instant!
  Ji Hongjing found out clearly that there used to be Netherworld Grass in this world, but it all withered away hundreds of years ago. Now Netherworld Grass only grows in the Styx River in the Immortal Mountain. To collect Netherworld Grass, you have to leave this small world and enter the Immortal Mountain.

There is a way to leave this place in the city. It is not a secret, but he is not in a hurry to leave. The inch-tall remnant soul must have brought him here for a purpose, and he needs to figure it out first.

In the eternal blue-gold lamp, the residual soul villain fell into a deep sleep. Ji Hongjing took him into the wheel sea and was not afraid that the residual soul would be detrimental to him.

When Gain faced the Ji Dao finger pointed out in the center of the Immortal Mountain, he recognized the punch punched by the remnant soul. When the body of the Holy Cliff Dacheng was controlled by the Immortal Taoist, he was controlled by the backhand left by the Void Emperor to punch it. The same punch.

It was a forbidden secret technique that was not recorded in the Ji Family Void Sutra. It was born out of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist. It was an imperial fist created by Emperor Void himself, and it was most consistent with the Void Sutra.

(End of this chapter)