Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

In a certain mountain range in the underworld:

Countless strange and wonderful beings, including ghosts, monsters, descendants of gods and spirits, human cultivators, and evil creatures, are all busy at work.

They opened up passages, dug ditches, and built roundabouts, among other things.

There are also ghosts and monsters soaring into the air, laying tracks and altars in the sky.

Among the mountains, sat a group of ghosts and gods.

These ghosts and spirits are higher than the mountains.

They pierced the void with one hand and the earth with the other.

Aerial tracks and altars rotate behind them like rings; they flow around them like ribbons.

A giant centipede, spitting sparks, roared in from afar.

They carried the burdens of countless human cultivators, spirits, and even some evil beings from the second layer of the world.

They roam through towering mountains and release the creatures that travel along these lines at specific points.

Then tiny creatures flew out from the bodies of the ghosts and gods, branding these creatures that were walking on the lines.

"Go, dig up some stones!"

"Go, fill in the lake!"

"Go, plant trees!"

"go....."

boom!

A giant hand with eyes, legs, and a mouth suddenly smashed a boulder, yelling, "Go to hell!"

"I came to this world to hunt down that traitor in my original form!"

"You bunch of bastards, not only will you not help me, but you also order me around?"

"Do they really think that just because they're big, they can do whatever they want?"

The strange hand became enraged, leaped into the air, and prepared to run away.

As a result, a hair from the head of a demon that dwells among the mountains fell down, like a long whip, and lashed at the monster's body.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

The excavator screamed in pain as it was whipped: "You bastards, I'm not playing with you anymore!"

"I've gone to the second layer of the world!"

call out!

It took off, about to dive into the second layer of the world.

As a result, the space rippled like waves, and it saw the second world, filled with countless evil companions.

But it simply cannot set foot in it.

Because, between it and the second world, there is a vast net woven from hair.

The excavator was stunned.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

The demon's long hair continued to lash out, causing it to roll on the ground, howling incessantly, "Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me!"

"Master, master, I'm an honest man!"

"I'll work! I'll work!"

"I'll never run away again!"

at this time:

Suddenly, the many orbits on the ground and in the sky roared, and streaks of black light moved along them.

At this moment, the voice of the Ninth King of Reincarnation resonated in the hearts of the spirits and deities among the mountains:

"We have a good chance of conquering City No. 95 on the 95th ring of the Imperial Tomb City."

"You will descend with some power and seize City 95!"

"This city is connected to the entire 95th Ring Road!"

"It is extremely important to us, and also quite important to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!"

Many ghosts and gods roared.

They unleashed their power, and terrifying streams of magic landed on the rings behind their heads and the ribbons around them.

The stone rings and ribbons hummed and began to rotate on their own, outlining the muscle textures, flesh and bone structures of these ghosts and gods.

Finally, it formed a smaller version of a ghost or deity that was faintly visible.

Suck!

This smaller version of the ghost god inhaled, and many ghosts, monsters, and even low-level evils were swallowed up by it.

Then, flesh and bones appeared on the smaller ghost's body.

Something resembling an inner landscape appeared in their heads; temples emerged in their chests and abdomens.

They took off.

In the sky, there is a vortex drawn by the Ninth King of Reincarnation.

Many smaller ghosts and spirits, once thrown into the vortex, will appear at the Beggars' Army in City 95, and then assist the Beggars' Army in sweeping and conquering the entire city.

The large hands, hammering away at the rocks, gritted their teeth: "Big guy, indeed impressive!"

"But you wait, one day I'll find that traitor in his original form, and I'll eat my fill and become a big guy too."

Thinking of this, it secretly grew a large mouth covered with sharp teeth in its palm, and then ambushed the monster next to it.

Click!

One bite, and the monster vanished.

"Gah...delicious!"

"I will grow stronger little by little through labor; I will grow stronger little by little right under your noses!"

"One day, I'll make you regret this!"

At this moment, a swaying lantern sprouted seven or eight arms, carrying seven or eight leather whips, and floated over, lashing out wildly:

"Go, dig holes and plant trees to create a forest!"

"Ugh!"

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Splash! Splash! Splash!

Black smoke surged like a tide, crashing against the numerous houses surrounding the No. 95 mansion.

Countless ghosts and monsters emerged from it.

However, many of the ghosts that emerged from the black smoke froze as soon as they appeared.

They looked up at the sky uncontrollably, their flesh and blood frozen, their thoughts frozen.

High in the sky:

The general of the Beggar Army was struggling frantically in his mind, wailing in agony.

When he saw the magnificent light in the sky, he collapsed in despair.

He wanted to escape, but he couldn't.

"Get moving!"

"With my unparalleled cultivation and powerful soul, get moving!"

"I don't want to die!"

"I want to escape!"

But it was too late!

If he followed the two crows when they flew away, he could still escape.

However, after the two crows flew away, a beam of light descended from the mortal world to the underworld, its power locking onto the area.

So... he can't escape.

The general was in despair.

Just then, a series of low growls came from within the black smoke.

Then he saw huge demons and gods appear.

These ghosts and spirits were much larger than those that roamed City 95: simply standing there, they resembled miniature mountain peaks.

These demons growled and roared, "Who will fight?"

"I came, I saw, I conquered!"

"I, the one who tramples the city, will crush everything!"

"Surrender? Death?"

Each and every one of them was a ghost or spirit, exuding an aura of terror.

They were domineering and rampant, surveying the surrounding wilderness with disdain.

"There's hope!"

The general wanted to laugh.

But the next moment, his smile froze.

Because, after their simple roars and shouts, these ghosts and spirits all looked up at the sky.

at this time:

In the vast city of No. 95, one-third of the inhabitants look up at the sky.

Then, they saw the last thing they would ever see in their lives:

Beyond the heavens of the underworld, a beam of light descended from the sky.

At this moment, many of the weak felt immense terror and danger.

At this point, they can still run away.

It was at this moment that the Two Crows Taoist frantically fled.

It might be a fleeting moment, or it might take ten thousand years.

The vast light descended from the sky, tearing apart the heavens and truly entering the underworld.

At this moment, Hao Guang's falling speed increased dramatically.

At that moment, everyone who looked up and saw this beam of light was locked onto.

Their minds were frozen, their bodies were frozen.

At this moment, the general looked up.

At this moment, the Minotaur raised its head.

At this moment, smaller versions of the ghosts and spirits descended one after another, and then they also raised their heads.

Click!

The falling light split open, and then a ship emerged from it.

A large ship made of bronze.

This large ship has no oars; instead, it has pairs of cicada-wing-like wings.

At the bow of the ship is a naked bronze serpent woman with her arms crossed.

She looked shy, her eyes sparkling with desire, staring intently at everyone.

On the deck, a bronze-cast, multi-armed giant stood majestically, gripping the mast.

Its many arms each held weapons such as swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, and forks.

boom!

The bow of the bronze ship rubbed against the air, causing it to burst into flames.

Endless flames spread backward, forming a fiery barrier that descended from the sky.

At this moment, a sliver of the Ninth King's consciousness revived within the Minotaur's body.

Upon witnessing this, it sighed, "Humanity's magical artifact for patrolling?"

"Ha... bullying the weak... shameless!"

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