dealt with the Heavenly Immortals. Now that they were resolved, there was no need to delay any longer."No!"Chaos insisted, opening his mouth again and explaining: "The true guardians here are not the...Chapter 1254: Is It Peaceful

Chapter 1254: Is It Safe

Hearing that sound.

Ye Fusheng's body shuddered violently, and he subconsciously looked outside the cave. However, there was nothing outside, and he couldn't see Fengdu Great Emperor himself. It must have been his voice transmission.

He quickly stood up and said, “You promised to save me once and help me return to the mortal realm!”

Go back, you must go back.

They saw themselves die with their own eyes, what do they do

What about the 140 million people of the Great Xia

To have come to this, we are now at a stalemate with the upper realm. Won't they take their anger out on everyone

Now, only going back myself can stabilize the situation!

The Emperor of Fengdu said, "I have saved you once, and from now on, you shall remain here."

"No!"

Ye Fusheng's voice trembled with excitement: "I have to go back, I must go back. Great Emperor, please, for my father's sake, let me go back. I beg you, just this once! I promise, it will be just this once!"

Their speech became more and more urgent.

Fengdu Great Emperor pondered for a moment: “I will not help you go back, even if I help you go back, what can you do Even Ye Wujie cannot contend with the upper realm, you have even less hope. Going back is just to die again. That's all I have to say, rest and cultivate peacefully.”

“I must go back!”

Ye Fu Sheng became even more excited: "You can make demands, as long as I can fulfill them, I will definitely agree to anything. I must go back, I..."

He kept talking, but the Emperor of Fengdu had already sealed himself off, and the two were unable to communicate any longer.

He realized halfway through his words and quickly ran out of the cave. Since the Emperor of Fengdu wasn't willing to communicate, he would go find him and have a face-to-face conversation.

ran to the entrance of the cave.

A gust of cold wind blew past him, causing him to pause and calm down considerably.

He gazed at the majestic city gate of Fengdu on his left, the boundless walls of Fengdu City, the ghost officials guarding the city, and the long queue of ghosts filing in below.

Just like the previous few times.

The sky remained unchanged, still dominated by gloomy hues.

This world is like a cloudy day, with dust and sand filling the air, forever unchanging.

"Whew…"

Ye Fusheng took a deep breath and became calmer.

Actually, the fact that Emperor Fengdu could keep his promise was beyond his expectations. After all, he was confronting the celestial realm, slaying heavenly immortals, and even exterminating the Heavenly Immortal Emperor. Things had escalated too much. Before this, he had looked down in despair, thinking that Emperor Fengdu wouldn't keep his word and that he himself would be wiped out.

"Thank you..."

Ye Fusheng uttered two words from his mouth, then silently turned around and returned to the cave.

There's no point in pushing further. Firstly, the Emperor of Fengdu City doesn't need to help me anymore.

Moreover, during the Great War of Three Realms, he stood with the Upper Realm, theoretically making him an enemy. Helping him already shows great benevolence and righteousness.

Finally, if he appears again himself, it will make his situation even more difficult. The three Immortal Emperors saw him explode with their own eyes but didn't die. In the Three Realms, there are only two people who can do this.

The Heavenly Emperor won't care.

The one who made the move must be the Emperor of Fengdu.

What will the upper realm do to him

Sitting back down on the stone bed, I stared blankly at everything inside the cave. The furnishings were very simple, with no ordinary household items, just a few things that made the cave less cold.

I don't know how long it took.

Ye Fusheng's eyes finally showed some spark. He tentatively let his breath leak out, and as expected, there was no reaction at all.

In the mortal realm, one uses oneself as a vessel, containing essence.

At this moment, it's in a soul state, the vessel is shattered, so there's naturally no aura.

Of course, that's not entirely accurate. There is still a connection between the soul and its former life. If someone was powerful in life, they remain powerful in death. In short, their current state is far superior to those ghosts queuing up to enter the city below.

But it's also just that they can't compare to last year's.

"... used to walk in the dark..."

Ye Fu Sheng silently thought to himself, before he used the Jiu Xuan Method to pass through yin and let his soul leave his body to enter Fengdu. Now, he was already in a soul state...

He figured out the reason. He had three souls, and he could enter Huangquan (the underworld) through his Dihun (earth soul). The Dihun was like a key to get in. At this moment, he only had the Dihun, not Renshun (human soul), which was the key to entering the mortal realm.

"Can we only wait here"

Ye Fusheng suddenly felt a deep despair. He couldn't do anything, he couldn't return to the mortal world, and he couldn't improve his strength. The cultivation that Emperor Fengdu spoke of was nothing but flowery words. In essence, it was just letting himself "eat and wait for death" here.

He stood up again and paced back and forth inside the cave.

I don't know what to do.

I don't know what to do.

I don't know what else to do.

The colors of this world never change, there is no distinction between white and black, nor any concept of time.

Ye Fu Sheng didn't know how long he had walked for, suddenly stopped, and quickly ran outside the cave. He sprinted down the path, heading towards the back of the line of people queuing to enter the city.

Halfway through their run, fearing they would be recognized, he grabbed some dirt from the ground and smeared it on his face. While it didn't provide complete camouflage, it was the best effort he could manage.

"Who"

The prodigy walking beside the squad saw Ye Fusheng and roared, "To dare to leave the squad without permission, do you think I wield the Soul-Striking Whip for nothing"

As he spoke, he walked towards Ye Fusheng.

Ye Fusheng was a little flustered, mainly because he didn't know how to face it. If he wanted to fight, he naturally wasn't afraid of a small ghost messenger. Although his strength was not as good as in the mortal world now, his soul was still powerful, and even the ten halls of Yama were not his opponents.

In the entire Ghost City, besides the Emperor of Ghost City, only a few Ghost Emperors had power exceeding his.

If we start fighting, it will attract more talented individuals. What if someone recognizes themselves

It's highly probable that this will cause trouble for the Emperor of Fengdu.

Ye Fusheng saw the ghost getting closer and closer, no longer hesitating, he turned and ran.

"If you dare to run, I'll see what you can do..."

The ghost soldier glared with wide eyes, ready to raise his whip. But just as he lifted it, before he could even speak, he saw Ye Fusheng had already dashed dozens of meters away, moving at an astonishing speed.

He rolled his eyes, unwilling to be humiliated before the ghosts behind him. He snorted coldly, "You might escape on the first day, but you can't hide from the fifteenth. I have important business to attend to, otherwise I would have beaten you to smithereens today."

After finishing, I couldn't help but feel a chill. The speed was so fast, how strong would the soul be When did he die I haven't heard of it.

On the other side.

Ye Fusheng ran hundreds of feet, seeing that the ghost messenger hadn't caught up, he finally stopped.

He didn't think much more about it, turning to walk towards the end of the team. Of course, this time he didn't get close, but walked parallel for nearly a hundred meters away.

Even the jailer ghosts who spotted him didn't come after him, pretending not to see. Since it was possible for solitary souls and restless spirits to appear in the mortal realm, let alone the City of Ghosts (Fēngdū), they wouldn't bother paying attention to everything. They only cared about maintaining order, so as long as things didn't disrupt the peace, they would turn a blind eye.

Ye Fusheng estimated the time in his heart. After walking for about an incense stick of time, he finally arrived at the end of the team. There were no ghost messengers guarding here, and the team had lost its shape. In the distance, it became sparse.

He still did not stop, and walked another incense stick's worth of time.

Here it becomes much more spacious.

Only a few people, or perhaps just one person, walked in small groups when they were dozens of feet away.

Ye Fu Sheng walked to the middle of the team and stopped a lone old woman, saying peacefully: "Grandmother, I would like to ask you about something. How is Dàxià now Is it peaceful"n the soul and its former life. If someone was powerful in life, they remain powerful in death. In short, their current state is far superior to those ghosts queuing up to enter the city below.But it...