"The Kingdom of Kundu, formerly known as the Kingdom of Gushan, began with the annexation war of the Yiben nomads."

"It has been passed down for eight hundred years and has experienced four dynasty changes during this period."

"It belongs to the management scope of Baxing Temple, a lower level minister. There are currently no practitioners in the royal family."

"The population is approximately 19 million, with an unrecorded faith and worship..."

Jiang Li took out the basic information about this country.

It seems like an ordinary mortal country. It doesn't even have any grievances with a certain cultivator family, nor has it offended or saved a single cultivator.

In the world of immortality where one's personal power can move mountains and reclaim seas, the rise and fall of the mortal kingdom is actually very fast due to the preferences of the immortality cultivators.

Counting those who have seized power and usurped the throne, this country has existed for eight hundred years, which is considered a good achievement.

However, after only eight hundred years, no matter how you look at this kingdom, it does not look like an orthodox inheritance handed down from ancient times.

Why are their death cards different from others?

From the basic information, it cannot be seen that there is anything special about this kingdom.

Jiang Li has no time to go and thoroughly investigate a mortal country in person.

He just sent the order back to the Chongshan League and asked Shenshan Jianyi to negotiate with the Baxing Temple to take over the jurisdiction of the Kundu Kingdom first.

Then the stubborn stone hermits will conduct an investigation. Even if they dig three feet into the ground, they still have to find out the secrets.

At the same time, the Kingdom of Kundu was also asked to produce a large number of death cards for emergencies.

Jiang Li took back the other 299,000 dead souls, and then followed the thousand summoned dead souls to continue exploring in a certain direction in the illusion of the underworld.

The speed of these dead souls was too slow, so Jiang Li could only do the same thing, making a larger compass and tying part of it to the compass pointer.

He used them as a compass, and he followed their guidance, riding a wooden dragon and speeding through this underworld illusion.

In the desolate environment, the only thing that can be regarded as a scenery is the lunar moon that never sets above the head.

From time to time, you can encounter several groups of strange ghosts.

There are starving ghosts with big bellies who are still stuffing stones into their stomachs.

There is a hanged man with a big tongue that is always floating around.

There are also more miserable ghosts with missing arms and legs. It’s not like they were like this before they died.

Instead, they live at the bottom of the ghost realm and are often exploited by powerful ghosts. These missing limbs may have been used as protection fees.

Jiang Li stopped and walked along the way, putting any ghosts he liked into the coffin, and skipping those he didn't like.

A few days later, the wooden dragon cracked the empty seat in the illusion of the underworld, and it was unknown how far it had traveled.

Finally, under the guidance of a group of dead souls, we saw an abyss-like darkness.

Ahead, it seems like the end of the world, the end of the world.

The land of the Underworld Fantasy ends abruptly here. In front of an edgeless cliff, there is endless darkness.

There was a tingling sensation in Jiang Li's spiritual sense, and he knew that the darkness was very dangerous.

This is probably one of the boundaries of this underworld fantasy.

Jiang Li once released a lot of scout ghost soldiers in order to explore the illusion of the underworld. As a result, many ghost soldiers who explored the edge of the environment accidentally broke into this darkness and ended up lost in unknown places.

Patting Rayquaza beneath him to stop him.

Jiang Li walked to the edge of the cliff himself and looked down. Even he now felt afraid of heights.

However, his eyes soon became weird, because there was not nothing on the cliff line at the boundary of this underworld illusion.

Looking along the cliff line, I found a small thatched hut only thirty miles away.

Who has the leisure and elegance to build a hut and pee facing the end of the world?

When Jiang Li got closer, he discovered that this thatched hut actually looked simpler than the huts in the mortal world.

It is built haphazardly with wooden frames and thatch, and the space inside can barely accommodate a sitting adult.

There is no door or pit, it is more like a temporary fishing house.

In front of the thatched hut is a piece of nothingness in front of the cliff, which seems to be the river where the owner of the thatched hut fishes.

Through the gap in the hut, you can see a person sitting inside.

This man had sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a tall and straight figure, was wearing an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, and was carrying a peach wood sword. The most important thing was that Jiang Li knew this man.

It was the Taoist Taoist from Maoshan who had come to Fengdu City by mistake before.

This current descendant of the ancient Immortal Mountain received great attention and courtesy from Jiang Li at that time.

On the first day they met, he gave him a spiritual fruit that would make everyone in the world scratch their heads, and a very important task.

Taoist Taoist Zhaixing was also grateful for Jiang Li's kindness. He took the compass and began to explore this fragmented illusion of the underworld to find the path to the real underworld.

In order to fund his exploration, Jiang Li even used the branches of the Mu family ancestors to make him a flat peach wood sword to replace his broken century-old peach wood sword.

This Taoist priest has been away from Fengdu City for some time, and no news has been sent back. I didn't expect to meet him here.

He stepped forward and knocked on the thatched fishing shack, and a thin curtain of light emerged, creating circles of ripples with Jiang Li's fingers.

This fishing shack looks simple, but in fact, there are a large number of Maoshan talismans mixed in among the thatch.

And with this, a clever barrier was laid out, which has quite good defensive capabilities.

Jiang Li knocked a few more times, but the Taoist priest inside still had his eyebrows lowered and there was no reaction.

Without the spiritual energy fluctuations of cultivation, Taoist Taoist Zhaixing is not in retreat, he is... using his soul to leave his body.

In such a dangerous place as the Netherland Illusion, he actually dared to leave his body. Taoist Master Maoshan is indeed very brave.

Jiang Li looked carefully at the movements of Taoist Taoist Reacher.

He holds the formula in his left hand, and a thin hemp rope is tied to his right hand.

The other end of the hemp rope is hanging down to the cliff in front, and extends to the end of the sight.

Could it be that the Taoist Soul of Star Reacher jumped into the void of the underworld ahead?

At this moment, the hemp rope on Taoist Zhaixing's right hand began to shake violently, as if it had been bitten by a fish.

In the darkness below the cliff, a bright flame ignited, burning and spreading back along the hemp rope.

When the flames burned along the hemp rope and returned to his right hand, the soul immediately returned to its position, and the Taoist Taoist Master also woke up instantly as if his hand had been burned.

This hemp rope is one of the secret secrets of Maoshan Shu, which can greatly increase the safety of the soul's exit from the body.

Just now, Jiang Li touched the barrier of the hut, and the soul immediately returned to his body after receiving the alarm.

Taoist Taoist Zhaixing instinctively drew the peach wood sword.

After discovering that the person coming was Jiang Li, he breathed a sigh of relief, untied the barrier of the hut, and stood in front of Jiang Li.

"City Master Jiang, this poor man has disgraced his mission! The entrance to the underworld has not yet been explored."

"This place is dangerous. The edge of the illusion may change at any time. Why did Mr. City Lord get here in person?"

He was not angry at Jiang Li's interruption and bowed his hands respectfully.

Then he saw the huge compass floating behind Jiang Li, with a large group of dead souls tied to the compass pointer.

Taoist Taoist Zhaixing couldn't help but be a little curious about this strange thing.

Jiang Li then told him the story of the wasteful death of the city from beginning to end. He also told him his simple and rudimentary plan.

He planned to rely on these ghosts to find the location of the City of Wasted Death, and then wanted to go in and see if there was a chance to steal the house.

If the four Dazhongshan people can be invited to come out again, the Chongshan Alliance can also have more than one Immortal Sword Cultivator in charge.

But a professional is a professional.

Taoist Master Zhaixing pondered for a moment, and then solemnly rejected the feasibility of Jiang Li's plan.

"City Master Jiang, the illusion of the underworld is different from the real underworld."

"According to the records in our mountain sect's classics, without the permission of Yama's underworld, a living person cannot directly set foot in the real world of the underworld."

"Moreover, the weight of life also makes it impossible for us to cross the distance of the void of the underworld."

It is different from the Yeluzi ghost town of the Renhuang lineage like Fengdu City.

The rules of Yama's underworld are obviously a hundred times more stringent.

Without the official agency of Yama to open the back door, no living person would be able to set foot there unless he became an immortal.

Even if you can see it, you can't touch it.

At the suggestion of Taoist Master Zhaixing, Jiang Li also conducted an experiment himself.

From the coffin, he grabbed a ghost and a little demon respectively and threw them into the void of the underworld ahead.

The ghost entered the void, as if it had lost gravity, floating around irregularly in the darkness.

And after the little Yunyan demon with wings was thrown out, no matter how it flapped its wings, it could only fall downwards and eventually disappear into the endless darkness.

In the void of the underworld, there should be no gravity, no distinction between up, down, left and right, but under the influence of the so-called weight of life, the living will be dragged into the abyss.
To be continued...