After the Skyfall

Chapter 384: Meeting of Ghosts and Gods
The real master of Ghost Street is not the Yin God of the Meng family, but a thousand-year-old ghost.

Although the Yin God of the Meng family has settled in Ghost Street, he is only in charge and cannot make decisions on many matters, let alone such a big thing as Li Yi taking over Ghost Street. If he cannot kill the thousand-year-old ghost god, then taking over Ghost Street will be just a joke.

"I came to Ghost Street today to discuss this matter. Naturally, I am also prepared to face the thousand-year-old ghost. You just need to tell me where the ghost is, and I will kill it." Li Yi spoke directly, revealing confidence in his words.

He also estimated in his mind that the strength of the thousand-year-old ghosts and gods on Earth would be at most at the spiritual power realm, but it would never be stronger than the spiritual power realm of the Golden Academy, because the practitioners of the Golden Academy all practiced multiple fields, and the ghosts and gods from all over the world would definitely see a serious decline in their combat power in the absence of cosmic energy.

In addition, without the support of the physical body, if he only relies on soul power, his strength will decrease.

After all, ghosts and gods are not immortals, so there is no law that the longer they live, the stronger they become.

When Meng Fanxing heard Li Yi say this, a hint of joy immediately appeared on his pale face: "Okay, Master Li's words are enough. The ghost god entrenched in Ghost Street is called Tianxiong. If Master Li can kill him, it means that no ghost god in the four seas and eight continents will be Master Li's opponent. By then, this thousand-year-old situation that has besieged the warriors will collapse today."

If Li Yi can kill one ghost god, it means he can kill the second and the third one.

The world is indeed about to change.

"Just lead the way, you're being long-winded." Li Yi's face was calm, neither happy nor angry.

"In that case, I will lead the way for Mr. Li." Meng Fanxing said no more. He immediately stood up and called on General Yin to prepare the carriage and horses, ready to take action.

soon.

A luxurious carriage was pulled by eight Yin horses and galloped in, and stopped inside the restaurant. No one knew where the restaurant had such a wide road for eight Yin horses to drive.

"Mr. Li, please get in the car." Meng Fanxing gestured.

Li Yi did not waste time. Now that Tianqing was about to arrive, he needed to quickly deal with things here, completely open up the cross-border channel, and then leave a retreat for the people around him.

After getting on the carriage.

Meng Fanxing, the tall Yin God, personally drove the carriage for Li Yi. With the neighing of eight Yin horses, the carriage immediately galloped towards the outside of the restaurant. Before it got close, the gate disintegrated on its own, leaving a wide road for the carriage to travel. The journey was smooth and no ghosts dared to stop it.

As the speed of the eight Yin horses increased, the surrounding vision became blurred.

Li Yi felt like he was traveling through the netherworld. The atmosphere nearby was gloomy and made people feel cold, but this atmosphere was very friendly to the soul. It would not corrode the soul and could allow the soul to survive for a long time.

After leaving the ghost street, the carriage headed towards somewhere deep underground.

It was not until a certain moment, when the view in front of him suddenly became clear, that Li Yi discovered that this was a towering underground palace, the size of which was no less than that of a city.

"This is the underground palace where ghosts and gods live. Tianxiong lives there." Meng Fanxing pointed to the top of the underground palace.

"Just drive there." Li Yi said calmly.

Meng Fanxing hesitated slightly.

Li Yi continued, "Once I take action, can the Meng family stay out of it? Once the battle starts, there will be only two results. Either the four great families will rule the world from now on, or all of you will be punished by the gods and ghosts."

"That makes sense. We can't care so much now." Meng Fanxing nodded, a hint of decisiveness on his pale face, then he drove the carriage and shouted towards the underground palace.

With this Yin God leading the way, even though there were Yin soldiers and generals along the way, they did not dare to stop it at all and could only watch the carriage speeding past.

Just when the carriage with eight Yin horses arrived at the gate of the highest palace, two Yin gods nearly ten meters tall, wearing armor and waving axes and halberds in their hands, stopped the carriage.

"Meng Fanxing, you are so bold that you dare to drive into the palace. Do you want to die?" A ghost holding a big axe shouted angrily. His voice was like thunder, rumbling in the underground palace, scaring the nearby ghosts to flee in all directions.

However, the Yin God had just finished speaking.

Inside the carriage, a dazzling silver blade suddenly slashed out, and for a moment the dark underground palace was illuminated by this light.

The sword energy came too fast, and although the Yin God holding the axe noticed it, it was too late.

The blade light instantly cut off the huge head of the Yin God, and at the same time split a huge gap in the palace gate behind it. Then the remaining power did not diminish, and it flew several hundred meters away, and finally sank into the deep brick wall behind it before it completely subsided.

Gulu!

His head rolled to the ground, and the Yin God's eyes showed an expression of disbelief. He seemed to have never imagined that one day he would have his head chopped off by a gust of energy.

After rolling for more than ten times, the huge head suddenly shattered. No blood flowed out, and no bones were left. It just turned into a ball of thick yin energy and scattered. At the same time, the tall body of this yin god immediately collapsed, and the armor on his body fell heavily to the ground, and the giant axe in his hand also smashed to the side with a clang.

"died?"

On the other side, a Yin God holding a halberd had a horrified look on his face. His ten-meter-tall giant body couldn't help but retreat backwards, his heart filled with fear.

Even the Yin God could be killed with one strike, which meant that there was a ghost god sitting in the carriage.

No.

Not a ghost or god.

The brilliant silver sword energy just now smelled of blood, which is the unique breath of a warrior. So the opponent was not a ghost or god, but a strong man in the Dharma Realm?
Oh my goodness.

For thousands of years, there has not been a powerful person in the Dharma Realm in the four seas and eight continents. Is this impossibility going to be broken today?
Thinking of this, the Yin God became even more terrified. He wanted to escape immediately and didn't want to die here in confusion.

The longer he lived, the more afraid he became of death, and he no longer had the courage of a warrior he had when he was alive.

But before the second Yin God could hesitate, another silver aura flew out. This aura was equally bright, like a beam of light illuminating the underground palace.

boom!
There was a loud bang. The second Yin God was pierced through the head by a silver spear and nailed to the palace gate behind him, dying on the spot.

Meng Fanxing's eyelids twitched when he saw this scene, and a look of horror appeared on his pale face.

The two Yin gods that have existed in the world for a long time were easily killed by Li Yi?
"Too weak. Without a body, the soul is indeed too weak to rely on alone." Li Yi rushed out of the carriage at this moment. He circulated the internal Qi around his body and soared into the air. He threw a punch directly, hitting the palace door.

The heavy door was instantly blown into pieces.

Li Yi rushed in alone, not afraid of the thousand-year-old ghosts and gods at all.

However, the hall was dark and empty, with only oil lamps lit in the left and right corners. The oil lamps were light green, like ghost lights.

Li Yi's footsteps echoed left and right. His silver vertical pupils glowed. He ignored the dim environment and looked directly at the object on the main seat.

It was a coffin about ten feet in size.

The coffin was neither gold nor silver, but was carved from an ancient piece of wood, on which were engraved the mountains and rivers of the four seas and eight continents, as well as the sun, moon, and stars.

Moreover, this wooden coffin gave Li Yi's soul a feeling of pleasure, as if the soul could be nourished and protected when lying inside and would not be eroded by other cosmic energies. Obviously, this ancient coffin was very unusual and was a rare treasure.

Just as Li Yi was looking at it.

The wooden coffin shook slightly, and as the sound of wood friction echoed, the lid of the coffin was slowly opened.

A smell of decay permeated the air.

"Has this day finally come?"

An old sigh echoed, and a skinny hand slowly stretched out from the wooden coffin, followed by a skinny figure sitting up from the coffin.

"After thousands of years, the fate of ghosts and gods is finally coming to an end."

This ghost god did not seem surprised by Li Yi's arrival. After all, no matter whether it is a human or a ghost god, no matter how long they live, there will be a day when they die. Even if the ghost gods try their best to maintain their rule and prevent the emergence of strong people in the Dharma Realm, sooner or later, someone will break through their restrictions and come to end the era of ghost gods.

"Are you the guy selling mud horses?"

However, when Li Yi saw the ghost walking out of the coffin, his silver eyes shrank slightly and he looked very surprised.

This ghost god turned out to be the old man who used to sell mud horses on Ghost Street.

That lifeless, dying look was still so familiar that it made it difficult for Li Yi to admit his mistake.

"Oh, so you're an old customer." The old man who walked out of the coffin looked at Li Yi with a hint of strangeness in his turbid eyes.

He remembered Li Yi.

When he first entered Ghost Street, he was just an ordinary person, but he never thought that such a short time had passed and the unlucky guy already had the strength to challenge him.

"Why would it be you, old thing? You, a thousand-year-old ghost, actually go to the ghost street to sell mud horses?" Li Yi said.

"Why can't it be me?"

The old man forced a smile on his face, "I am a thousand-year-old ghost god. It's nothing strange for me to have some hobbies. I usually set up a stall to sell some things to kill time. Otherwise, what do you think the thousand-year-old ghost gods usually do? Your growth is amazing. Now you can kill the Yin God with a casual blow. It's incredible. Go ahead, let me see if you are strong enough to kill a thousand-year-old ghost god."

Li Yi's expression changed slightly. He stared at the old man and then said, "You are too old and full of decay. You are no match for me in a fight. Surrender, leave Ghost Street, and retire. You can continue to set up your stall in the future. I will give you a chance to enjoy your old age."

He had thought that the Millennium Ghost would be a powerful being, but he did not expect it to be a dying old man selling things on the street.

It seems that the long survival has caused both its body and mind to decay.

Is this the poison of immortality?

"Enjoy your old age? Are ghosts and gods who have been causing trouble for thousands of years also qualified to enjoy their old age? Young people, please don't feel sorry for me. Hundreds of years ago, I was a ghost and god who killed people without blinking an eye. It's just that time has destroyed me into this state. Moreover, ghosts and gods are immortal, so how can a new era begin?"

"Besides, I have lived long enough, and I hope someone is qualified to send an old man like me to his death."

"So, come on, use your greatest strength and fight me again."

The old man extended the invitation, then swayed his body as he walked down the platform and came to the main hall.

He didn't say anything else, but picked up an ancient boxing stance, and his skinny body instantly burst out with an astonishing boxing intent.

In this boxing intention, Li Yi felt the warrior's roar of grief and anger, wanting to compete with the heavens.

"Good boxing stance, good boxing spirit. Do you want to compete with God?" Li Yi opened his eyes and his vertical pupils emitted a divine light.

"Let me see your fist." The old man shouted at this moment, shaking the hall.

Li Yi didn't say anything, just took a step forward, and his fist intent was instantly released.

It is like a furious Vajra appearing in the world. At this moment, the Vajra is angry and wants to destroy all living beings with his divine power.

The old man was startled at first, then he laughed again: "What a martial artist! When a warrior gets angry, all living things are destroyed. Your fist is not simple. Come on, give me a fist and let me see."

(End of this chapter)