Jiang Li took out the death token that he had prepared long ago.

It was stuffed through the gaps in the vines around him.

A large number of death tokens fell to the ground. This efficiency made Granny Nether Mountain very satisfied. She gave him another gourd of Yellow Spring Water on the spot.

She also released the 2,000 ghosts she had chosen.

Although many of her subordinates had been captured by Jiang Li earlier, there were naturally not only so few left.

Unfortunately, the demons and ghosts that he had sent out earlier did not successfully capture the other Four Hands.

As a result, there were only so many lifespan copper coins.

One had to know that ghosts without Yang lifespan would not be attracted by Tragic Death City even if they held the death token.

Therefore, they could only bring 2,000 ghosts this time.

Soon, every ghost, including the eight Demon Kings, received a death token and a lifespan copper coin.

Then, a black thread stretched out from Granny Nether Mountain’s hand.

It passed through all the ghosts and weaved them together. There was a way to connect them together.

The black threads constricted, and the two thousand ghosts were pulled together.

A total of 2,000 death tokens pieced together seamlessly, forming a white wooden ship.

This was the method that Jiang Li had tested with his ghost soldiers in Fengdu City.

It was easy to get lost when a single ghost entered the void. However, if a large number of ghosts gathered together, the safety would greatly increase.

Since everyone was on the same boat now, Jiang Li also needed a powerful existence to scout the way for him in Tragic Death City.

He took the initiative to provide this key suggestion to that granny.

For a time, the Overlord of the Back Yin Mountain trusted the Purple Vine Demon greatly.

If this continued, it was not impossible for the Purple Vine Demon’s ultimate dream of marrying Granny Nether Mountain to be realized.

Every time he thought of this, Jiang Li’s scalp went numb.

After pushing the wooden ship into the void, Granny Nether Mountain and the eight demons also jumped on.

Soon, they felt a mysterious pull on them and all the ghosts holding the Tragic Death Token.

The power of attraction was indeed insignificant. Any wind might blow them elsewhere.

However, now that more than 2,000 forces were gathered together, not only was it much safer, but the speed was also much faster than when Daoist Zhai Xing jumped into the void alone.

The Netherworld fragment behind was quickly out of sight, leaving only a wooden ship made of death tokens and two thousand ghosts floating in the void.

There was no reference object around them, so they could not even tell if they were moving forward. This made the wait longer.

At this moment, Granny Nether Mountain actually did not forget to bring the stage.

It just so happened that he had nothing to do. The sorrowful song sounded again, floating in the air.

The eight Ghost Kings who had just died could not embarrass that granny. They could only sit on the deck obediently and watch the show.

The already long days became much harder to endure.

Only Jiang Li, who was hiding inside the vine shell, could cover his ears and hide. He was also busy at this moment.

Compared to the lifelessness of his body, the spiritual qi in his body was unprecedentedly active.

Circulating the Nine Nether Dao Scripture, his cultivation speed increased more than a hundred times.

The Nascent Soul in his body became rounder and fuller.

Not only did this death not cause Jiang Li’s Nascent Soul to wither, but it instead revealed a different expression under the state of death.

The comprehension from life to death caused a qualitative change in his Nine Nether Dao Scripture.

Cultivating at this moment and converting comprehension into gains was a rare opportunity for ordinary cultivators.

Now, even if Granny Nether Mountain distributed Earth-rank artifacts outside, he could not guarantee that he would be interested.

…

Time passed bit by bit as the group from the Back Yin Mountain floated in the void.

The Eastern Region of the Nine Provinces Continent’s Azure Cloud Continent had almost broken their heads.

Not only did the attack not end, it was only the beginning.

Even if the three divine pillars personally blocked the entrance of Tragic Death City in the Land of Blood, for some reason, the group of dead people could still appear in every corner of the cultivation world of the Eastern Region.

Those fellows who had returned continuously launched attacks.

This time, it was different from the last time when a large number of ancestors were released and attacked the entire cultivation world of the Eastern Region.

This time, they did not attack many sects, but the gathered strength was even more suffocating.

In fact, according to the information obtained from the last attack, the true power controlled by the Blood King was not as much as they had imagined. He did not control the entire Tragic Death City.

Otherwise, in the entire Tragic Death City, all the people who had yet to die would come out in full strength. Even if the cultivation world of the Eastern Region joined forces, they would not have the confidence to win.

The subsequent attacks were mainly too unpredictable.

With the strength displayed by the Blood King, he could focus on attacking a faction alone.

Under the three divine pillars, no one dared to say that they could withstand it.

Due to the continuous attacks, the forces under the Divine Judgment Hall felt insecure.

There was no pattern to the Blood King’s attack.

There seemed to be no connection between those sects.

The dignified Divine Judgment Hall was led around by a group of dead people. A large number of casualties challenged their prestige for the first time.