"My Extreme Realm is different from the outside world. It is a world of its own and controls the six realms of reincarnation."
"The Ghost Gate is the entrance for all living souls. After a mortal dies, his soul passes through the Ghost Gate and enters the Eight Hell Palaces. The first palace will first distinguish between good and evil, and then the other palaces will send the evildoers to hell for punishment. Finally, only those who have washed away their sins are qualified to reincarnate with the good people through the Eighth Wheel King Palace..."
"However, you are all innocent ghosts, so you will be taken directly to the City of the Unjustly Dead. You don't have to go to the Eight Directions Hell Palace for the time being..."
An old voice came slowly.
An octogenarian stood at the city gate, looking at several unjustly dead ghosts who had just been led here by the ghost officials. With a smile on his face, he wanted to introduce the "Eight Directions Hell" to them.
Who would have thought that a streak of bright white stars would suddenly streak across the gloomy sky above!
The entire City of the Dead was actually illuminated!
In the City of the Dead, whether at the city gate, in the tower, or on the street...
Countless innocent souls and countless ghost officials all looked up!
At this moment, the octogenarian forgot all the words he was going to say next and just stared blankly at the sky. He actually had the illusion that he had arrived in the daytime on earth.
It was too bright, and it was so out of tune with the sky that was covered in yellow sand across the polar region...
So, thrilling!
The star stream seemed to come from outer space, appearing without any warning.
It was like a line, a dragon, coming from the direction of the Ghost Gate, passing obliquely above the City of the Dead, and finally falling towards the gray-black mountains in the distance.
But before it reached that place, all the starlight and flames seemed to have no strength to continue and disappeared without a trace.
The entire illuminated sky then gradually dimmed again.
In the City of the Dead, there was an almost deathly silence.
The next moment, it was like a pot of boiling water, and it became completely noisy!
"Oh my god, what was that just now?"
"What happened just now?"
"Am I dazzled?"
"There's a star stream in the sky!"
"What's going on?"
…
The octogenarian listened to these words, but his eyes were still fixed on the sky which had returned to normal.
At this moment, the sky looked gloomy again, as if the star stream had never appeared, or as if it was just his illusion.
But at this moment, the almost boiling discussions around were extremely clear.
Not an illusion!
Just now, there really was a stream of stars passing through the sky above the City of the Dead!
"Mr. Ni, what on earth is this?"
A ghost official beside the old man was dumbfounded and asked stutteringly.
Old Ni did not look away for a long time, and slowly moved his gaze to the direction where the star stream came from. Ghost Gate was only thirty miles away from the Wrongful Death City...
He just felt his throat tighten, and after a long time he suddenly raised his legs, and actually ignored these new ghosts who had just entered the city, and walked directly out of the city gate!
…
In the City of the Dead, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment: Mr. Ni had served in the palace of Emperor Song for many years, but he had never seen such a loss of composure as today. I'm afraid...
Something really serious had happened.
At the same time, in the distant Ten Directions Yama Palace, the First Qin Guangwang Palace.
The tall man sitting cross-legged on the ground, absorbing the thick earth's Yin energy, had a tall crown on his head and exuded an extremely heavy aura.
At the moment when the star stream passed by, his cold brows suddenly moved, and he opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time.
At the horizon, the stream of stars was reduced to a tiny tail.
"It's the breath from outside the domain..."
Something came in from outside, but I don’t know whether it was a person or something else.
The dignified man did not stand up, but slowly closed his eyes again and ordered: "Cui Jue, go check this matter."
"yes."
Your Highness, a man in a red robe, frowned and bowed to receive the order.
He answered neatly and immediately headed towards the distant gates of hell.
Cui Jue knew very well that he was definitely not the only one who went to Ghost Gate to investigate.
As the second most powerful person in the entire Jiyuyu, King Qin Guang would never allow others to get ahead of him.
…
The gate of hell at this moment has almost attracted the attention of the entire polar region.
However, no one would have thought that the star stream, in addition to bringing the magical axe, also brought some other "things".
It is eighteen miles away from the City of the Dead and forty-eight miles away from the Gate of Hell.
A gloomy yellow sky and a gray and bad land.
The gate of hell at the end was so far away that only a desolate and hideous shadow remained, blurred in the boundary between heaven and earth.
On the ground, there was a patch of grayish-white dead grass, as if it had been burned by fire.
It was originally a neat and tidy piece, but now there was a strange dent in one place, as if something had fallen down and crushed the dead grass.
Several Rakshasa demons flapped their dark blue wings. They looked like big birds and were circling in the low sky, circling around the sunken area, as if they were hesitating whether to swoop down and have a meal.
You know, when they arrive at the isolated island on earth, they feed on the corpses of the dead.
But now...
Can the one below really be eaten
Several Rakshasa demons were obviously confused.
On the flat ground, there lay an ordinary-looking black sword, and not far away lay a body that was almost unrecognizable as a human.
The long black hair, soaked with blood, spread out in the dirty grass, had an almost cruel luster.
His clothes were covered in blood, and one could even see broken white bones on his arms and shoulders, with some strange black lines on them.
No matter how you look at it, he looks like a miserable dead person, but the weird thing is...
There was a faint green light flickering around this "dead man", like a layer of flame that wrapped him up. The cracked flesh and blood actually slowly squirmed and grew again under the burning of the flame.
Even the broken bones were joined by black lines, growing back together perfectly.
The whole process is extremely slow and difficult, but it is actually happening.
Although Rakshasa is one of the least intelligent beings in the polar region, it is extremely sensitive to danger.
They tried to pounce on it several times, but every time they got close to that "delicacy", the layer of spiritual fire would intensify and immediately emit a terrifyingly high temperature, as if protecting the existence of that body.
The dry grass around the body turned into ashes almost in the blink of an eye.
Several Rakshasa demons were frightened almost immediately and flapped their wings, flying high again.
They just can't bear to leave.
I have been hungry in the polar region for a long time and have not been to the isolated island on the human world to hunt for food for a long time. Seeing this delicacy right in front of me, who knows when the spiritual fire will go out
Once it goes out, it's a good opportunity for them to eat.
"Cry..."
They hovered in the sky anxiously, waiting, waiting...
The dusky sky was faintly darkening.
This is a sign of the passage of time.
I don't know how much time has passed, but the wounds on the body seemed to have healed, and the layer of spiritual fire around the body also tended to gradually dim.
Several Rakshasa demons immediately became excited, waiting for the spiritual fire to be completely extinguished.
However, from the direction of the Ghost Gate in the distance, footsteps were heard, and...
The sound of quarrel.
"It's all your fault! Why eat so much for no reason? You've grown such a big head, but it's still useless! If I had known, I wouldn't have given it to you. I should have saved the food and presented it to Judge Chu. You might even get promoted!"
"It's obviously all your fault. You can't read! So, so..."
"You blame me again? Can you read? Huh?"
"I… "
"It's all your fault. We didn't seize such a good opportunity when Judge Chu summoned us..."
…
On the vast plain, a long straight road leads from the gate of hell.
There were not many people on the road at the moment, except for two ghost officials who were arguing with each other.
A big head with a small braid tied at the back and a pair of green eyes.
Because he was severely reprimanded, there was a look of aggrieved look on his dazed face.
A small head, bald, with a pair of red eyes rolling around, looking shrewd and slick, completely different from the big head.
He was the one who cursed the most fiercely.
At this moment, thinking about the opportunity I missed today, I beat my chest and stamped my feet, wishing I could bang my head on the ground.
These two ghost officials were no one else but the big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost who had almost circled a person’s name wrongly at the gate of hell due to illiteracy.
When the big-headed ghost heard the small-headed ghost complaining again, he couldn't help but persuade him, "We are just ordinary ghosts. Thanks to you bribing the judge, we were able to get a job as a minor official at the Gate of Hell. Now we can have three meals a year. That's enough..."
"That's bullshit!"
The little ghost just wanted to spray him in the face!
"Look at Zhang Tang, how long has he been dead? He just relied on the fact that people in the human world offered him paper money and incense, so he has endless money in our underworld. If Judge Chu hadn't taken his money, eaten his food, and drunk his wine, how could he have climbed to this position so quickly? He's even more powerful than us!"
The big-headed ghost was dumbfounded by the rapid-fire words and didn't react for a long time.
"But... But wasn't it because of his literacy that Zhang Tang was promoted?"
"… "
You're really my grandma!
Why are you bringing up things that are not related to the topic
The little ghost was so mad at this brainless brother!
Chu Pan, also known as Judge Chu, is one of the judges in the first-party Qin Guangwang Palace, and is recently in charge of the Ghost Gate.
Today, a big incident happened at the gate of hell. A big axe flew in out of nowhere and was nailed to the door. As the ghost officials present at the time, both the big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost were called in by Judge Chu to talk and ask about the situation.
What a great opportunity that is!
Finally I can see Judge Chu.
As long as he could come up with something that would satisfy Judge Chu, he might be promoted to a higher rank and transferred away from that shabby place called Ghost Gate.
But I didn’t expect…
The two brothers tried to piece together what they had, but they still couldn't put together anything.
When Judge Chu summoned them, the big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost went empty-handed.
The little ghost couldn't remember how he answered Judge Chu's questions. He only vaguely remembered asking where the axe came from and whether there were any suspicious people around at the time...
"What a sin..."
Thinking of the scene at that time, the little-headed ghost became completely desperate. He shook his bald head as if it was going to hit the ground at any moment.
The big-headed ghost was frightened, but he didn't dare to say another word.
Everyone enthusiastically called the newcomer Zhang Tang "Old Zhang", but in fact few people liked him, just because he could read and was different from them.
In the eyes of the big-headed ghost, this guy is indeed unpleasant.
That dead face, standing at the gate of hell, makes people feel scared.
But I can't resist his great ability.
Compared to those two idiots, she can read and write, is good-looking, and even seems to have some cultivation brought over from the human world.
More importantly, he is a ghost from the City of the Dead!
Where is the City of the Dead
They are all ghosts who died in vain.
In the Book of Life and Death, the King of Hell has stipulated that if you die at the third watch, the first watch, or the fifth watch, only such ghosts can enter the City of the Wrongly Dead.
Who doesn't know that any death that is different from what is written in the Book of Life and Death has something a little weird or special about it
Therefore, the City of the Dead in the extreme region is actually the place where all the abnormalities come from.
Zhang Tang was born in the City of Unjust Death and had been an official during his lifetime. It was quite normal for him to be transferred here to be a minor official.
Although Judge Chu was greedy for food and drink, he was not stupid enough to do such things.
well.
But I definitely didn’t dare say this to the little-headed ghost again.
The big-headed ghost kept the words to himself and thought hard, and finally realized that at this time, the most appropriate method was to change the subject.
So he asked happily: "Little head, what is the origin of that axe?"
"How should I know?"
There's no way to change the subject in a good way!
The little-headed ghost rolled his eyes, not wanting to bother with him, and strode forward.
The big-headed ghost didn't know where he had failed. He just thought that since the small-headed ghost didn't mention the fact that they failed to get promoted, nor did he mention the new Zhang Tang, then everything was settled.
So, he continued, "I don't know either. But when I left today, I seemed to see Judge Cui, the one in red, the one next to Emperor Qin Guangwang... Hey, why aren't you leaving?"
"… "
The little-headed ghost who had been walking forward suddenly stopped and looked forward.
The big-headed ghost walking behind him looked at him strangely, then turned his gaze and saw it as well.
Above the wasteland ahead, there were actually a few dark blue Rakshasa spirits hovering, refusing to leave.
The weeds below were quite dense, half a person's height.
But at this moment, the patch of grass in the middle, just below Luosha Mei, seemed to have been burned by something, leaving only a pale ashes.
A man covered in blood was lying in the ashes, but there was no visible wound on his body. The exposed skin was snow-white, and it was dazzling even under the gloomy sky.
Not far from her, there was another sword lying on the edge of the ashes.