I am Jinshan Youxia

Not to mention that after the destruction of the City of the Wrongfully Dead, they were no longer the wrongfully dead ghosts who could not leave or be reincarnated, and their first thought was to run away.

"My lord! My lord!"

Several old ghosts scrambled up to Zhang Chengyi and tried to kiss the back of his feet, making him so disgusted that he took several steps back. They said, "I suggest you guys go for Tomorrow X Ark."

The old ghosts didn't care at all; some of the ghosts around them were already cheering loudly, and then they ran wildly towards the Yellow Springs Road.

"Stop!" Nie Xiaoqian's cold voice rang out.

The ghosts were immediately blocked by the wall formed by the yin energy. Those behind couldn't stop, so they all bumped into each other and squeezed together to form a ghost wall.

"Damn it!"

"Are you blind?"

"I'll fuck your mother..."

The sounds I heard were either complaints or insults; it was incredibly noisy.

The number of ghosts inside the City of the Wrongfully Dead is not in the tens of millions, but at least in the millions. In the past, ghosts who died unjustly would live beyond their remaining lifespan in the mortal and underworld realms and become wandering spirits, able to leave the City of the Wrongfully Dead and roam the underworld. Therefore, there were not many permanent residents.

But the problem is that countless people died in the chaos of decades ago, and the City of the Wrongfully Dead was once overrun with ghosts. Now they've all come out all at once.

The scene looked like countless semi-transparent ghosts turning into a torrent, rushing out of the ruins of the City of the Wrongfully Dead.

Nie Xiaoqian was very powerful, but she couldn't withstand millions of ghosts. The Yin Qi Wall probably only lasted for a few seconds before it collapsed.

"Master." She flew over with a hint of helplessness and landed beside Zhang Chengyi.

It's not a fault of war. Even if someone is a spirit, it's impossible for them to deal with millions of ghosts unless they reach a certain level.

Now, countless more people will be born in the world.

Tens of thousands? Nie Xiaoqian guessed at the future population of the mortal realm and felt a little scared. How could the few demons and ghosts in the mortal realm possibly collect all the souls?

Zhang Chengyi was already used to ghosts crawling through his body, turning into an afro-haired man, cursing, and looking back, only to scurry away underground in fright.

He scratched his head, looked at the old ghosts still prostrate in front of him, and asked, "What's going on with you guys?"

One of the old ghosts, with white hair and dirt on his forehead, respectfully said, "Thank you, sir, for giving us the opportunity to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation."

The other old guys took turns explaining the situation clearly.

It's very simple. The City of the Wrongfully Dead did not exist naturally. In fact, most of the buildings in the underworld were built by gods and Buddhas to restrain ghosts and humans.

The idea that those who die unjustly or commit suicide cannot be reincarnated is a religious teaching, but it has been put into practice by gods and Buddhas. These millions of ghosts are actually only one-thousandth of the wandering ghosts in the underworld who cannot be reincarnated.

Many more wandering spirits chose to perish long ago; otherwise, over thousands of years, their numbers would have only increased.

Now that the City of the Wrongfully Dead has been destroyed, Zhang Chengyi is practically a second father to the ghosts of the underworld.

"Wait a minute." Nie Xiaoqian's expression turned extremely ugly. "How many people will there be in the mortal realm in a few years? Tens of thousands?"

She felt that even ten million was simply not enough to handle; how could the underworld function if there were any more?

Chapter 264 Another Sleep

Before the problems that Nie Xiaoqian was worried about with the Yaksha and ghost messenger system could even materialize, the underworld had already undergone tremendous changes.

The city of the unjustly dead collapsed, blocking the path of reincarnation and turning the process of being reborn into a queue.

After all, there are procedures to follow when reincarnating. Without following these procedures, one cannot enter the cycle of reincarnation. When gods and Buddhas were alive, improving the current situation was just a matter of saying a word, but now one can only wait in line.

But as a result, the once lifeless underworld suddenly became lively.

The ghosts who stayed behind before were all hopeless, just getting through each day without any hope of survival. Now, although there's a queue, there's a future for them no matter what.

Many old ghosts emerged, especially the few old ghosts living in the City of the Wrongfully Dead, whose strength was quite remarkable. The reason they had been too lazy to show themselves in the past was that they felt it was meaningless to inherit the position of Yin God, and that their fate would probably be even worse when those Yin Gods returned.

Thinking that he could let his descendants run wild, he thought that if they really gained control of the underworld, he would come out and show his value, and see if he could gain some benefits.

Forget about reincarnation; I have to get something out of it.

No one expected that a zombie would suddenly appear and shatter the rules established by the gods and Buddhas.

The boundless underworld, pierced by the Naihe River, has been home to countless wandering souls and ghosts in the past. Even the underworld and reincarnation only occupy a small part of it.

Now, an unimaginable number of ghosts have flocked to the underworld.

Many ghosts didn't want to queue at all, and since they couldn't force their way through the cycle of reincarnation in the underworld, they bullied other ghosts who were honestly queuing, thus creating chaos.

Nie Xiaoqian quickly began to frantically deal with the security issues. The female ghosts Zhang Chengyi had taken in were very powerful, but compared to the billions of ghosts, they were like a handful of seasonings thrown into the Pacific Ocean—they were impossible to discern any flavor from them.

She could only shrink her jurisdiction and ensure that nothing went wrong near the Bridge of Helplessness. However, every day, ghosts would attack the Yakshas and ghost messengers who were maintaining order. In just one month, hundreds of Yakshas and ghost messengers who had surrendered mysteriously disappeared. Half of them secretly stole from their posts and cut in line to be reincarnated.

The other half were captured by some old ghost who had been buried for who knows how many years and then crawled out, all without any explanation.

They're probably completely dead.

As the saying goes, old people are shrewd, and old ghosts are clever. Even blind people become sharp-eyed with age. The longer a ghost lives, the more tricks it has up its sleeve, making it impossible to guard against.

Even among the female ghosts, several jumped the queue to be reincarnated, and the number of times they were attacked was countless.

Fortunately, several old ghosts from the City of the Wrongfully Dead stepped forward. Each of them had some status and position, and they organized ghost hands to help maintain the superficial order. One of them even led a group to build a ghost city, which greatly reduced the pressure on public security.

But the troubles remain.

The female ghosts were having a terrible headache, and Zhang Chengyi was also at a loss.

It wasn't because too many ghosts wanted to be reincarnated, but rather because compared to the visible and tangible City of the Dead, the Underworld, which is the most crucial cycle of reincarnation, was simply inaccessible to him.

The cycle of reincarnation only accepts wandering souls seeking rebirth; how could a zombie possibly step onto the Bridge of Helplessness?

If he were to forcefully invade, he would be directly confronting the power of all the gods and Buddhas in the underworld. Roughly estimated, it would take him at least four hundred years of tireless effort to cleanse it.

So the wandering ghosts who came to wait for reincarnation watched in fear as the crackling and rumbling sounds above the underworld lasted for several days before quickly subsiding.

There's nothing I can do. Zhang Chengyi can afford to waste a few years, but to waste four hundred years is just a waste of his time.

Moreover, four hundred years is a rough estimate, based on the premise that the gods and Buddhas have not left any backup plans. If there are any other settings or other problems, the time will continue to be extended, and there is no telling what kind of disaster might occur.

Why not take a few naps to strengthen your power, and then figure out a way to pry it open? Anyway, there are plenty of ghosts in the underworld, as many as you want.

As a result, after Zhang Chengyi had gathered enough corpse energy, he encountered a second very serious problem—

He was unable to leave the underworld.

The reason is probably that the Valley of Extreme Yin is a one-way street, more like a random portal. Once a ghost is sent into the underworld, it closes and cannot be opened from there. Moreover, the location is different each time you enter, so the probability of returning the same way is almost zero in the boundless underworld.

Leaving the underworld through normal channels is instinctive for ghosts, requires a soul for magic, and is a dead end for zombies.

Zhang Chengyi now seriously suspects that the old fat man Zhang Tianshi did it on purpose. Since no one wants to kill the dragon soul and cause problems in subsequent reincarnations, it's better to give it to him and lure him into the underworld. Once he's in, he won't be able to leave, killing two birds with one stone and solving two major threats to humanity.

Ironically, he came in willingly, making it a classic case of mutual consent leading to his downfall.

"Damn it, you fatso, you better not die! If you die, I'll see what I do to you."

Zhang Chengyi wasn't a magnanimous person; he was the type of player who would hold a grudge. Even though Zhang Tianshi had helped him and could be considered one of his own, he still expressed strong dissatisfaction with the fat man's concealment of the truth. Before falling asleep, he specifically instructed Nie Xiaoqian:

"If that fatso dies, remember to give him a good beating to vent the master's anger."

Then, in the midst of the flourishing yet chaotic underworld, he dug a hole and shoveled some soil close to the edge of the underworld, counted one, two, three, four, five, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Evolutionary timeframe: 50 years.

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Zhang Chengyi closed his eyes and stopped caring about worldly affairs.

The troubles in the underworld are getting bigger and bigger.

Because of their perception of time, for many ghosts who died unjustly or committed suicide, a few years is just a matter of a nap; sometimes, more than ten years can pass in the time it takes to doze off.

So the problems that arose in the City of the Wrongfully Dead a few years ago were really minor. It was only when many famous people who died unjustly or committed suicide in history came forward that the trouble began to spread into turmoil throughout the underworld.

Scholars and military generals who were killed during various dynastic changes but failed to be deified took to the stage, quickly turning the turmoil into war and slaughter, all for the purpose of vying for the right to be reincarnated.

Nie Xiaoqian and the other female ghosts certainly held their ground, but they weren't fighting alone.

For example, there was a reckless man who would rather die than cross the river. With the help of the old ghost of the City of the Wrongfully Dead, he found his wife, lived next to the underworld, and paraded around the city with his henchmen every day, maintaining order and such.

There are also some resentful assassins and killers, and the old ghosts of the City of the Wrongfully Dead can all be brought out to help them. They are absolutely determined to protect this underworld for Zhang Chengyi.

But no matter what, the war in the underworld is something that can't be stopped anytime soon. Even with the help of many ghosts, it will eventually come down to fists.

In the midst of her busy and hectic life, Nie Xiaoqian never realized that fifty years could pass so quickly.

Chapter 265 Physical Activation

Fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

"Pooh!"

Zhang Chengyi broke through the completely crystallized soil and emerged. The broken crystals fell into his mouth, giving him a tingling sensation. Because of the long-term electrical contact, they still carried an electric current. He opened his mouth and spat some out.

Without saliva, it's really difficult to spit out the tiny, crystalline fragments in your mouth.

He disregarded everything else and simply reached into his mouth and used his fingers to clean it, but he still felt like he hadn't gotten it all out, as if his mouth was full of sand that he couldn't spit out.

It's really upsetting.

Zhang Chengyi complained inwardly for a moment before suddenly realizing that the expression "uncomfortable" is essentially a feeling. Wouldn't the body's ability to feel something be similar to that of a living person?

The zombie is hard; how could it possibly have any sense of touch?

good thing.

He glanced at the status bar. His Iron Body and Lightning Resistance remained unchanged, showing no improvement. They had been enhanced, but not to the point of qualitative change. The Lightning Tribulation had increased to X3, but it seemed that he had already ruined the Lightning Tribulation in this world, so it was grayed out.

There are no major changes, but there is an additional state called "physical activation". The effect is simple and brutal: it gives him most of the senses of a living person. The negative effect is that he will feel pain just like a living person.

That's a bit idiotic.

Zhang Chengyi felt that this state was utterly terrible. The reason he could recklessly use heavenly lightning to injure both enemies and ally in the past was because zombies had no sense of pain. In other worlds, even if he could play with it, he would basically never touch it.

Nothing more than pain.

The mere thought of pain was enough to make him back away; unless absolutely necessary, he would never choose to exchange pain for combat power.

He thought for a moment, then massively adjusted the corpse energy to forcefully penetrate his body. His originally active body quickly stiffened, and even his plump and moist skin became dry and withered. The state of [physical activation] darkened, just like the lightning tribulation that struck him.

[As expected, there's no problem; it's fine as long as it can be adjusted.]

Zhang Chengyi was much more at ease now. The corpse energy wasn't entirely useless; at least it was effective internally, easily suppressing the activated body. However, it was useless externally, since zombies were considered inferior among demons and monsters.