I am your natural enemy

On the black floating island on the sea, Tuoba Wushen stood there, holding a ghost bone skeleton that had lost its support in his hand.

In the skeleton's eye sockets, the black flames had completely extinguished, and the luster on the surface of the ghost bone also dissipated, as if it had been burned by the flames, covered with a layer of carbon ash, and fine cracks were all over the inside and outside of the ghost bone.

Tuoba Wushen let go of his hand, and the skeleton fell on the floating island, breaking into a pile of diamond-shaped fragments.

His two thumbs were charred, but as the battle ended, the charred surface of his skin fell off, revealing the fingers that had recovered underneath.

He looked at the fragments on the ground and finally spoke.

"As an alien of the Yinhun, you are the only one who can hold on to me for so long. In fact, you are very strong, not embarrassing at all, and you don't have to be embarrassed."

He had heard of and seen ghost bones before, and knew that this thing was a necessary material in some equipment in the Lieyang Department. Some killed evil ghosts had a few small ghost bones in their bodies, which was already amazing.

This level of ghosts is not something that ordinary people can deal with.

It was the first time he saw a ghost-like monster with ghost bones all over its body.

To be honest, he had always thought that it was just a ghost-like monster, not a ghost.

He also didn't recognize that the black jade skeleton was actually full of ghost bones.

At this moment, the black jade skeleton was killed by his hard-core battle, and its consciousness was annihilated, and its spirituality was gone. Only a body of ghost bones was left, which was broken into a pile of fragments...

He saw those fragments and recognized that this thing seemed to be ghost bones.

In fact, he had no experience in this area before. Before he transformed, even if there was a case, he would not be found.

And he lived in Yuzhou. In Yuzhou, the probability of Zhang Xuewen encountering a case of a general ghost by chance was not ordinary.

Earlier, all the ghosts in Yuzhou who could move had moved away, and those who really couldn't move were as cowardly as grandsons.

When he was on a mission, it was difficult for ordinary ghosts to survive until he could see the other party.

At most, when going on a mission, after clearing the area and moving forward, you can occasionally see ghost bones left on the ground.

The ghost floating island under your feet has taken shape and is very stable. This thing looks flat and solid. There is no monster on the entire floating island.

Only the vortex is still spinning in the center of the floating island, and it is still pouring out black oil-like things.

Those things were burned by the yang energy that continued to spread from Tuoba Wushen, and finally turned into the material that constitutes the floating island under your feet.

But at this moment, no monster rushed out of the vortex.

Even the giant beast just now, because it could not withstand the aftermath of the fight between the Black Jade Skeleton and Tuoba Wushen, died suddenly and sank to the bottom of the sea.

Tuoba Wushen knew very well that if he left now, the things sprayed out of the vortex would definitely not turn into a floating island under his feet. There was an extremely cold feeling in the black oil.

This feeling was only felt when he went to the sixth-level domain that time.

The feeling there was like another world, a world that was not suitable for living people. Those ghosts would be enhanced in all aspects.

So much so that when he was at full power, some ghosts could withstand the burning of the scorching Yang Qi for a while before they dissipated.

Just like the monsters that appeared on the sea this time, they could at least last for a short time before dying.

Of course, this was also because those monsters were not too close to him.

He was a radiation source. The closer to him, the stronger the Yang Qi radiation was. When he was dozens of miles away, it was already very weak.

But these dozens of miles were only the range of the Yang Qi radiation that would harm the ghosts. If it was farther away, ordinary ghosts would only feel uncomfortable and would not be harmed.

If you just feel and see, if there are no high-rise buildings or mountains to block it, you can feel a little bit or see the red light on the horizon even if you are a hundred miles away.

Tuoba Wushen touched his pocket, and the mobile phone he took out had changed shape, and there was a layer of charred black on the surface.

At this time, he raised his head and looked towards the east, and vaguely realized that something seemed to be wrong...

He was on the East China Sea at this moment. When he looked at the east, he could see the horizon in the east without any obstruction. It seemed that there was a sign of dawn.

Is it almost dawn?

Tuoba Wushen looked at his phone and was shocked. It was past 12 o'clock?

It's the end of the month?

He didn't feel anything at all. Everything was very smooth. At this moment, he felt it again. He seemed to be stronger than the strongest time before.

Looking at the phone again, it was broken. If his wife called him and found that he was out and the phone was turned off...

But the next moment, he put away the broken phone.

What is he afraid of? He is now terribly strong.

He touched his chest and felt the power flowing in his chest.

This is not the power from the God of War at the end of the month, but the power that he can still use for cultivation when he has not transformed.

This thing gives him more confidence than the God of War at the end of the month.

It's still early, so he now has at least twenty hours to experience it, and it will always be a peak experience, which is more than the peak time of all previous transformations combined.

He came to the side of the vortex, and the scorching Yang Qi emanating from his body continuously impacted the vortex. The speed of the vortex gushing black oil substances slowed down a lot, and the floating island under his feet was still slowly expanding and thickening.

And Tuoba Wushen sat next to him and began to feel the pattern in his chest.

At this moment, the evolution of the pattern was the most perfect. He had to remember this feeling and adapt to this feeling. After the transformation was over, he could continue to use the feeling and harvest at this moment, and continue to rely on his own efforts to become stronger.

The clouds in the sky slowly dissipated, and the moonlight fell here. Wen Yan, who was peeping at the screen from a distance, could naturally "see" the situation here.

He didn't care about it anymore. The vortex had not disappeared yet. To be able to withstand the power of Tuoba Wushen, the specifications of the ceremony might be a bit high.

Of course, the biggest possibility is that there is something on the opposite side that is constantly supporting the vortex from disappearing.

In this case, Tuoba Wushen must not leave.

Wen Yan took out his cell phone. The black box gave the news that the island country was holding a night parade of a hundred ghosts with a higher standard than last year. There was no Tuoba Wushen there, so naturally they could not stop it.

But they did not know how to let one wave of ghosts fight with another wave of ghosts, and they barely controlled the situation and prevented it from expanding further.

If the night parade of a hundred ghosts continued to expand in scale and even impacted the largest city of the island country, then none of the surrounding countries would be able to sit still. No matter what they thought or said, the surrounding countries would not be able to not intervene.

The South Sea Alliance had millions of ghosts borrowing the passage once, and they did not even hurt anyone casually, which made the entire South Sea Alliance still feel cold on their backs.

If the largest city in the island country ushered in a wave of super-large-scale night parade of a hundred ghosts, and then developed out of control and grew stronger, then there would be no doubt that it would become a land of the underworld on the ground.

At least Shenzhou would definitely not accept that there was suddenly a land of the underworld next to their home. It was already the underworld, and it could not really become the underworld.

Wen Yan carefully looked at the information given by the black box, from the overall to some details, and after a general understanding, he put away his phone.

Like Tuoba Wushen, he certainly cannot leave Dalukou now.

He thought before that when Tuoba Wushen made a move in Donghai, someone at Dalukou might take the opportunity to do something, but there was no unusual movement in the last few hours.

This made Wen Yan sure that Dalukou itself was a cover, and the focus of those guys on the opposite side was Donghai.

And those guys must not just do something, but have a longer-term plan to find a point of entry and a foothold first, and then consider what will happen next.

If they just want to do something like the brainless, violent, and vicious evil ghosts, without considering the future, they really don’t need to choose Donghai to do something.

When it was confirmed that Dalukou had lured the "Tuoba Wushen" who was likely to be dead, they really showed their true purpose.

Donghai should be the place where the most power is gathered.

At the intersection, most people are thinking "If it works, it's the best. If it doesn't, then just be a target."

And now that the East China Sea has been frustrated and Tuoba Wushen is also tied up there, then according to the information Wen Yan has obtained so far, the intersection has become the best choice.

He put away his phone, took some cakes and milk from his refrigerator, took two sticks of incense, and went down the underworld.

The Taoist Bu Shi was still guarding the edge of the road. Looking at the food handed over by Wen Yan, he felt quite strange.

It is estimated that only Wen Yan would feel that it is very normal to eat in the underworld.

But when he smelled the fragrance of the cakes, he also felt a little hungry inexplicably.

After getting it, the Taoist Bu Shi found that it was still warm. Did Wen Yan specially heat it up in the microwave?

After eating something and drinking some hot milk, the Taoist Bu Shi did feel much more comfortable, and there was a warm feeling in his stomach that was slowly spreading.

This is not an illusion, because Wen Yan also added Yang energy to the food.

The Taoist who doesn't see eats and sees that Wen Yan didn't show his Yang Qi this time and hide his body.

Wen Yan lit the incense with Yang Qi, then blessed the incense with Yang Qi and stuck it on the roadside.

"Thank you all for your help today. I hope you will accept this as a token of my appreciation."

The Taoist who doesn't see eats and sees Wen Yan doing these things methodically. He is silent.

According to his knowledge and experience, the ghosts here are all unconscious. If you tell them for a year, they won't react.

But now he can see that the ghosts wandering on this endless road to the underworld will slow down when passing by here.

Those ghosts will actively avoid Wen Yan, and the smoke from the burning incense will float up and drift away along the road to the underworld.

He saw some ghosts who he was 100% sure were unconscious. When they passed the crossroads, they would nod slightly, as if to express their gratitude.

This was definitely not an illusion. He had been squatting here for a long time, and not a single ghost would turn its head towards him when passing by.

"Don't be confused. They really don't have any consciousness, but being unconscious doesn't mean they are like stones."

The voice of the ghost wearing a bamboo hat behind the Taoist Bu Shi floated into his ears.

The Taoist Bu Shi watched Wen Yan carrying his cloth bag, crossing the intersection and stepping into the darkness ahead.

Wen Yan came to the end of the dead-end road, lit another stick of incense, and stuck it on the side of the road.

"If anyone accidentally enters this place and can never turn back, please taste the incense of the human world."

He could hear the sound of water coming from the front. He had been there many times before and could go into the water, but he was also sure that there might be many, many roads ahead into the darkness.

He waited quietly here, wanting to guard here according to the way that the Taoist priest had done before.

There were no monsters here to repair the road, so it was very likely that this road might need to be connected to the other side.

Wen Yan waited and waited, but nothing happened.

Listening to the sound of water, he didn't feel any changes.

On the other side, there was a gloomy place, the sky was black and gray, and a large number of monsters belonging to the category of ghosts were scattered on the lifeless black and gray land.

A monster with red face, fangs, and three eyes on his forehead looked down at several ghosts in ancient costumes kneeling below.

He gritted his teeth, with flames in his eyes, and the breath overflowing from his body was swaying wildly.

All the other monsters were far away, only the ghosts kneeling on the ground were trembling.

"My king, my king, give us another chance..."

The three-eyed monster laughed in anger.

"Now I finally know why you were executed."

The three-eyed monster opened his mouth, and the big mouth instantly expanded to more than one person's height, swallowing the ghost kneeling in the front in one bite.

The ghost was swallowed into the stomach, and a painful wailing face appeared on the belly of the three-eyed monster, and then the wailing was gradually suppressed by more wailing and disappeared in the belly of the three-eyed monster.

After a while, the three-eyed monster opened his mouth and spit out the ghost again, but the breath dissipated with it, the eyes were empty, and there was no consciousness.

The remaining empty shell was soon dragged away by other monsters.

The three-eyed monster turned around, and behind him was an endless expanse of black water, and the water surface did not reflect any light.

A road extended from the edge all the way to the black water. According to the plan, this was naturally used to connect to the opposite road.

Those ghosts were once bridge and road builders, and one of them was an official.

Repairing both sides at the same time and then connecting them in the middle, anyone who is not stupid knows that this saves time.

Moreover, paving the road from the other side is more dangerous, and the time should be shortened as much as possible, so that the success rate is higher and the risk is lower.

The idea is indeed correct.

But the problem is that there is a problem with the connection.

It didn't connect.

At the place of connection, I didn't see the road paved on the other side, but I didn't know what place I connected to.

There are a lot of ghosts in that ghost place. Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that there is not only yang energy, but also extremely strange power.

Many monsters were not burned to death by yang energy after approaching, but were infected by the strange power. After a long time, they collapsed directly and couldn't even complete the sacrifice before death.

"My king, we have reported to Lord Wang before that there is a problem with the direction of paving the road. We can't go this way, but he didn't listen and insisted that he was right."

A ghost kneeling on the ground said bravely.

After killing the guy who claimed to be an official of the Ministry of Industry, the three-eyed monster calmed down a bit.

"What's going on?"

"Lord Wang never personally built bridges and roads in his lifetime. We are of low status and he took our lives, so we naturally dare not resist. We couldn't even talk about these things before."

"Repair it immediately. If you can't repair it, you will be the same as him."

"Lord, this..." The ghost who was speaking was very anxious and wanted to say no.

The three-eyed monster didn't listen. He waved his hand, and several monsters came forward and drove these ghosts to the road that extended into the black water.

Several ghosts were forced to go up the road.

When they were almost at the end, the leading ghost said to the monsters following behind.

"We need to explore the front. You follow me."

The monsters behind him didn't move forward. They had suffered losses before.

These monsters don't care about death, and they will even sacrifice themselves before death.

In their understanding, sacrifice is to obtain another way of survival, which is equivalent to not dying.

But many monsters collapsed directly when they connected to something on the road, and they couldn't even make sacrifices. For these monsters, this is the death in their understanding.

Without the king watching behind, without the superior watching, there is no hope.

The monsters didn't follow, and they didn't think that those ghosts went to dangerous places, so they didn't need to watch anything.

Several ghosts continued to move forward, walked to the end of the road, and saw a piece of land.

They felt the yang energy here.

The leading ghost couldn't help shedding tears, and drops of gray tears fell.

"It's finally time for us to be liberated!"

The ghosts following him were more excited than each other.

"What do those monsters know?"

"We are the only ones who really work. That dog official surnamed Wang bullied us when he was alive and caused us to be beheaded. He still oppresses us after his death. After so many years, he still doesn't know how to really build bridges and roads."

Several ghosts felt the yang energy here, or rather, the remaining yang energy, which was fierce but gentle. There was another kind of power remaining in the air.

When the road was being repaired before, Lord Wang naturally didn't care about the work. The real work, the real execution of the monsters, and the determination of how the front line should be constructed were still done by these ghosts.

The ghost in the lead vaguely felt that kind of power, so he quietly changed the direction a little bit.

A slight difference can lead to a great error. The place they finally connected to was not the place the three-eyed monster wanted to go to at all, but the destination of these ghosts who had never been seen by anyone.

"We are going to be liberated, liberated..."

The ghost in the lead led a few companions and moved forward in the direction they felt. They began to hear the sound of scriptures that seemed to be there and not there. The remaining Yang Qi in the air was particularly obvious to ghosts like them who had not felt Yang Qi for many, many years.

They came to an open space and looked forward from a distance. On a stone platform in front of them, the remaining Yang Qi was the strongest. The faint sound of scriptures, accompanied by the remaining Yang Qi, began to work.

They walked forward and sat in front of the stone platform.

In a trance, it was as if I saw a short-haired young man, who walked from the front every day, then sat there, with a gentle face, chanting sutras in a low voice to save the souls, and the yang energy was like the morning sun, slowly spreading.

Every day, a large number of ghosts were saved here. Over time, a large amount of yang energy remained in this place where there should not be yang energy. The scriptures that were chanted every day began to echo here with the yang energy that settled here.

This power is actually very weak, but the ghost's desire to seek liberation is too strong, and he has not felt the yang energy for too long.

The echo that seemed to be there and not there was finally felt by an ordinary craftsman ghost today, causing the road that was supposed to connect to the underworld to deviate a little bit that could not be detected at all.