I am Jinshan Youxia

"Lanruo Ghost King, you..." Yama was about to speak.

Then they saw Zhang Chengyi open his mouth and spew out a large amount of corpse energy, blowing it towards the City of the Wrongfully Dead.

Seeing this, Yama was both angry and amused. If anyone could attack the City of the Wrongfully Dead, why would he still be living there? He would have been secretly killed by someone long ago.

This place is a key landmark in the underworld, almost on par with the Heavenly Court in the Nine Heavens. Being able to break through the City of the Wrongfully Dead means that the power they possess exceeds the power left behind by the gods and Buddhas of the underworld, so there is indeed no need to talk to them.

But it's obvious that the other party isn't at that level at all.

The aura of corpses surged into the City of the Wrongfully Dead, dissipating as soon as it entered, silently and without causing any disturbance.

King Yama originally thought the zombie would just exhale a couple of breaths of corpse energy and that would be enough, so he patiently waited for the other side to calm down.

Unexpectedly, this wait lasted for half a year.

Chapter 262 Grinding

"master."

Nie Xiaoqian looked at Zhang Chengyi, who was still continuously exhaling corpse energy not far away, with some worry, and said, "Let me hold on for a while."

Six months is neither a long nor a short time, but it was enough for her to take control of the original Yaksha and Ghost Messenger system.

King Yama was trapped in the City of the Wrongfully Dead. The ghost soldiers and generals outside could not enter or see him. In addition, there was the powerful Ghost King Lanruo. The Underworld, which King Yama had built from scratch, surrendered at lightning speed.

It's not a real Yin deity. It was just a ghost king a few decades ago. For humans, decades is a long time, but for ghosts who are named Yakshas or ghost messengers, it's no different from yesterday.

Without reverence in their hearts, when they encountered a stronger ghost king, they naturally offered little resistance and completely surrendered to the embrace of the Lanruo Ghost King.

Even in the mortal realm, people began to worship the Great Immortal Lanruo.

It sounds strange, since the word "Lanruo" comes from Sanskrit. But Nie Xiaoqian doesn't accept titles like Bodhisattva. She's not a Buddhist at all, and after spending so much time with Zhang Chengyi, she's become a bit lawless.

However, this world does not have any concept of becoming a god through faith. To become a god, one must either be granted a title by the imperial court or the heavenly court, or be powerful enough to be worthy of the title.

The underworld has fallen into Nie Xiaoqian's hands, but she hasn't gained much. So far, she has only gained control of the underworld's management system. Whether it's appointing yakshas or ghost messengers, or the power to let ghosts enter the cycle of reincarnation, it's still in the hands of Yama, the King of Hell.

Without inheriting the title, one cannot obtain power.

The gods and Buddhas' intentions are quite clear: to inherit their titles and power, so that one day when they return, it will all belong to them.

The principle that those who learn from me will live, while those who imitate me will die is very simple.

Nie Xiaoqian wanted nothing, not even a title, so of course she got nothing. She forcibly ruled the underworld by force, and the court in the mortal world could only grit its teeth and accept this great immortal.

Now that the underworld has returned to order after a brief period of turmoil, it's no big deal for her to disappear for a while.

after all

Zhang Chengyi glanced at him and said, "Don't worry about me. I can hold out against him for ten or eight years." He'll deal with it when he gets bored after ten or eight years. Anyway, with him exhaling this corpse energy, most of his consciousness has actually been detached from his body and sent to enjoy other worlds.

Otherwise, given his patience, how could the stalemate have lasted for half a year?

"Huh?" He suddenly noticed something unusual about the City of the Dead below, and then a strange force instantly tore a hole in the corpse energy.

The King of Hell, his face ashen, stood atop the wall, holding a seal in his hand, and asked, "What exactly do you want?"

"I have already claimed the position of King Yama, and you will never be able to take it from me." This was the truth. In order to become King Yama, he gave up his name and forcibly changed his personality and appearance to resemble that of King Yama.

Even now that he is dead, he will still be integrated into the power left behind by the true King Yama. It is a matter of either succeeding or dying for one's cause, and it is also very effective in preventing others from competing with him.

However, if he continues to stay in the City of the Wrongfully Dead and allows the Underworld to be ruled by other ghosts, he will not be far from becoming a complete part of Yama's power.

The reason he was able to hold out for half a year was because Nie Xiaoqian never intended to take the position of King Yama; otherwise, he would have lost his temper long ago.

Zhang Chengyi looked at the seal, the source of the power to tear apart the corpse energy, and said, "Because you bullied my ghost before, I've come to settle accounts with you. What do you have to say for yourself?"

Since he had nothing better to do, he couldn't break through the power of the gods and Buddhas, but his corpse energy wasn't at the level that a low-level zombie should have. As it was being worn down, it was also consuming the power left behind by the gods and Buddhas.

Even if those powers could regenerate, they couldn't withstand his endless exhaustion. After half a year, as his opponent, he could clearly feel that the power protecting the City of the Dead had diminished a tiny bit.

Not many. To put it simply in terms of data, it's like one out of a hundred is gone, and the remaining ninety-nine are so strong in both quantity and quality that he can't even begin to grasp them.

However, if you become weaker, Zhang Chengyi won't be so lenient.

Over the course of six months, Nie Xiaoqian made numerous trips back and forth, thoroughly investigating the affairs of the underworld. She discovered that almost all important buildings and parts of the cycle of reincarnation were inaccessible to ghosts, and even yakshas and ghost messengers escorting souls inside were subject to restrictions.

Therefore, before he could get rid of the power left behind by the gods and Buddhas, Zhang Chengyi couldn't see anything he wanted, let alone take the Three Lives Stone with him.

Why not just grind it down little by little, starting with the City of the Wrongfully Dead, starting with taking down Yama, the King of Hell?

He lacks patience but has a stubborn streak.

"Neither of us can do anything about the other, so why don't we each take a step back?" King Yama suppressed his anger. If he were in his true nature, he would have killed the zombie who had offended the underworld gods long ago. But he had to suppress his irritation and anger and talk to him in a nice tone.

Zhang Chengyi casually said, "Then let me play with the seal in your hand first."

King Yama remained silent for a while, then waved his hand in an attempt to attack. An invisible and colorless force tore through the corpse energy and soared into the sky.

"Stay away, Xiaoqian."

Before Zhang Chengyi finished speaking, Nie Xiaoqian had already run away, while he reached out and released heavenly lightning.

"Boom!" After the collision, the explosion was not as large as expected. It only caused the dense corpse energy to churn for a moment before quickly healing back together.

[It's decreased again, this time by a full 0.05.]

Zhang Chengyi seemed to have discovered a new continent. The collision between the heavenly lightning and the attack from Yama actually reduced the power guarding the City of the Unjustly Dead, and his corpse energy once again approached the city a little bit.

What else is there to say?

fry!

As for what to do if the opponent doesn't cooperate, it doesn't matter, the corpse energy and heavenly lightning can explode just the same.

"boom!"

King Yama was initially startled by the large amount of heavenly lightning. Even though he had heard that Zhang Chengyi could command heavenly lightning, he had only witnessed the Black Mountain Demon being instantly killed and had not used many of them.

The sudden appearance of a large number of lightning bolts made him think that the other party was being punished by heaven and was about to undergo a tribulation of lightning.

Then I wondered where the tribulation lightning came from in the underworld.

Watching the corpse energy being blasted and tumbled by the heavenly lightning, constantly weakening, he almost laughed. This zombie was running out of tricks, using heavenly lightning to attack the corpse energy it spewed out. It was like fighting with both hands, and the one who would get hurt was itself.

I'd like to see how you die.

King Yama sat down leisurely. The corpse energy of a zombie is different from the yin energy of a ghost. The corpse energy is the source, and once it is expelled, the zombie dies.

Being able to spray for half a year is indeed unheard of and unseen, but now it's spraying while simultaneously releasing heavenly lightning that explodes on its own, and the rate of consumption is ridiculously fast. No matter how long it can spray corpse energy, how many heavenly lightnings can a zombie use, and how much backlash will it suffer?

He could endure six months, one or two years, or even three or four years; he could take it. At worst, he could just temporarily give up his seal.

With all that bombing outside, it would be best to kill that idiot.

Anyway, he's staying in the City of the Unjustly Dead, so even if the sky falls, nothing will happen to him.

Chapter 263 The City Falls

"Are you really going to fight to the death?!"

"I can rule the underworld with you!"

"If I die, you will never be able to take the position of Yama, the King of Hell."

"I can talk, I can help you control the underworld, we can draw up a contract..."

"Are you just trying to drive me to my death?"

On the city wall of the City of the Wrongfully Dead, only Yama, the King of Hell, remains as a ghost.

Time passed slowly, and everyone could see that the corpse energy was gradually approaching the City of the Wrongfully Dead. Even the power of gods and Buddhas could not stop a zombie. The ghost soldiers and generals were originally residents of the City of the Wrongfully Dead. They followed and risked their lives for the sake of reincarnation. They were not willing to wait to die with a fake Yama King. They had long since scattered and fled back to the city, waiting to surrender as soon as the zombie attacked.

Despite all the ghosts' pessimism, Yama King truly proved utterly useless, failing to shake the surrounding sea of ​​corpse energy despite using every means at his disposal, let alone break through the constant explosions around him.

He realized with despair that he was left with only one option: to persuade the other person to let go.

Otherwise, death awaits him.

He doesn't want to die.

No matter what they did, it didn't make sense. The zombies outside didn't respond at all, not even showing any expression or making any extra movements. They just kept attacking the City of the Dead.

Every day, Yama watched as the corpse energy gradually approached the City of the Wrongfully Dead, feeling that he was getting closer to death. As his bottom line gradually slipped, his emotions began to collapse.

Ultimately, one thing had to be confirmed: the zombie wanted to kill him, there was no room for negotiation or compromise.

"Hahaha!"

He collapsed to the ground, his face contorted in a twisted grin. His body rapidly swelled, and the handprint in his palm glowed faintly. "Trying to kill me?"

I won't let you kill me!

"boom!"

"Hmm?" Zhang Chengyi redistributed his attention and glanced at the empty city wall.

It sounds like someone is muttering something.

He thought about it with a puzzled look, but he didn't remember much. After all, for a long time, most of his consciousness had been taken away to watch the excitement in other worlds. He would only mechanically create explosions to weaken the defenses of the City of the Dead. Unless the City of the Dead was acquired or Xiaoqian came, she would not notify him.

Oh wait, Yama is gone. It seems he self-destructed.

Zhang Chengyi thought for a while before realizing why it had triggered him. The corpse energy had sensed the abnormality, but unfortunately, it couldn't observe why it had self-destructed.

Is there some kind of conspiracy?

He made a casual guess and then gave up on further thought. Whatever the conspiracy or trickery, he could just kick it to the ground when the time came.

But before he could go back to other worlds to watch the excitement, he discovered that the resistance of the City of the Dead was rapidly weakening and was soon wiped out in the explosion. Caught off guard, he didn't have time to stop or isolate the explosion immediately.

"Bang!" The square city walls collapsed, and the city, which originally did not look very big, suddenly expanded without the protection and compression of the power. It directly squeezed the ground and spread the damage of the explosion, so it did not cause too much impact. However, the heavenly lightning that could be suppressed at the bottom by the corpse energy poured into the City of the Dead, and a dense electric net floated above the entire city.

Zhang Chengyi quickly withdrew his corpse energy; if he had compressed it any further, the entire city would have exploded into the sky.

What should we do next?

He suddenly realized that he had been struggling with the City of the Dead for several years, and after breaking through its defenses, he couldn't think of any use for it.

Let's go in and take a look.

Fearing that passing through the lightning would cause an explosion, Zhang Chengyi simply landed on the uneven ground outside the city and walked over.

Before he could even get close, someone sealed off the city gates, and then the ghosts of the unjustly dead inside the city rushed out in a huge swarm. It was estimated that no one wanted to stay in a place that could explode at any moment.