"Ugh …"
"I've been wrongly accused. I died so wrongly …"
Another gust of cold wind blew past, followed by cries of injustice in the distance. The master of the Tri-Mountain Palace was really going all out. He even arranged so many vengeful souls to make a cameo appearance in a formation. After passing through layers of thick fog, Du Feng saw a few groups of people and horses appearing in front of him. Apart from the people walking, there were also people riding horses. However, the horses looked squarish. It was obvious that they weren't real horses, but fake ones made of paper.
These fake horses wouldn't move in the world of the living, so they could be burned with a single fire. However, after they were burned, they became horses that could be ridden in the netherworld. At a time like this, the difference between riding horses and not riding horses was obvious. The ghosts on foot shivered in the cold wind. As for the people riding horses, not only did they not feel tired, but they were also wearing thick clothes. The clothes were also made of paper, but they became good things in the netherworld.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk …" Du Feng sighed. He couldn't help but feel sorry for these weak ghosts. Indeed, no matter where they were, the weak would always be bullied. Even for the ghosts of mortals, when the rich died, at least people would burn paper horses and clothes for them. This way, they wouldn't feel cold and tired while walking on the road to the Yellow Springs. On the other hand, the poor could only suffer in the cold.
If it were a martial artist who had Cultivation, his soul would be stronger than an ordinary person's even after death. The wind on the road to the Yellow Springs wouldn't be so cold. However, he also saw a few stronger souls. They traveled faster than the paper horses and led the way.
"Woof, woof, woof …"
At this moment, a few dogs barked. It seemed that the souls in front had encountered some vicious dogs. The Evil Dog Ridge was a stop that had to be passed before reaching the Bridge of Helplessness. Now, the group of dogs had blocked the road to the Yellow Springs. The dogs' barking grew louder and louder, and the ghosts on the road trembled in fear. Even the paper horses seemed a little irritated.
"Giddy, giddy, giddy …"
The owner of the horse obviously knew that there would be vicious dogs blocking the road. He took out some cotton and stuffed the horse's ears, then put on a blindfold. He clamped the horse's belly between his legs and used the stick in his hand to whip the horse's butt. It was obvious that they wanted to force their way into the Vicious Dog Ridge.
A group of evil dogs deserved to die. Some of the stronger martial artist souls saw the evil dogs blocking their way and wanted to pick up their weapons to resist. However, they discovered that they had nothing on them. No matter how much wealth a person had when they were alive, they couldn't take it with them when they died. They could only go to the Yellow Springs empty-handed. Their current conditions were not even as good as those mortal souls riding on paper horses.
"Woof woof woof …"
The barking became louder and louder, and more and more dogs gathered. The souls of the warriors walking in front were the first to encounter the vicious dogs. This battle was truly soul-stirring. The number of vicious dogs was more than ten times that of a martial artist's soul. There were some that bit the legs, some that bit the arms, and some that were even more powerful were able to directly strangle their throats.
In the end, a martial artist had a good foundation in martial arts. After a big battle, although his legs and arms were injured, he finally broke through the Evil Dog Mountain Range. Occasionally, a few unlucky ones would have their fingers bitten off and fall onto the Yellow Springs Road. These vicious dogs did not eat the human organs after biting them off. Instead, they just let them fall to the ground.
As long as they passed through the Evil Dog Mountain Range, they no longer chased them. They let the previous batch of souls leave and began to stare at the next batch of newcomers.
"Ta, ta, ta …"
The sound of horse hooves gradually approached. The vicious dogs were ready to attack. At the very least, those souls began to attack the Evil Dog Mountain Range. Of course, the vicious dogs would not let them go so easily. They all pounced and began to attack. However, because those souls were riding high on the horses, coupled with their fast speed, it was very difficult for them to be bitten. Occasionally, a few vicious dogs jumped higher. Just as they were about to bite down, their heads were suddenly hit by a stick and they fell back to the ground in a sorry state.
The paper horses were already prepared, so how could they not have the Dog Beating Stick with them? This Dog Beating Stick was precisely for the Evil Dog Mountain Range. The souls riding the paper horses smoothly passed through the Evil Dog Mountain Range. Next, the most numerous souls on foot were the focus of the vicious dogs' attack.
Their teeth were grinding noisily, and they couldn't wait any longer. As expected, half of these poor souls would be torn to pieces by the vicious dogs. Arms and legs were scattered on the ground, and even necks were bitten off. It was not that easy to cross the Bridge of Helplessness to reincarnate. Just the Evil Dog Mountain Range alone would destroy half of them.
"I'll leave it to you!"
Du Feng clearly knew that all of this was fake, but he could not bear to see the poor suffer. When they were alive, they were oppressed by the rich, and when they died, they were bitten by vicious dogs. It was truly too pitiful. In this world, what was real and what was fake. The situation reflected in the Underworld Killing Formation was really a scene that was playing out in the Underworld.
Hearing his master's summon, the Ghost Servant immediately rushed forward. With a wave of the ghost head broadsword in his hand, he killed the group of vicious dogs in a few moves. He opened his bloody mouth and sucked in all the corpses of the vicious dogs into his stomach, turning them into Ghost Qi for Cultivation.
"Ghost, run!"
When the souls of the poor saw the Ghost Servant so fierce, they did not express their gratitude. Instead, they fled in fear. Du Feng did not blame them. After all, the Ghost Servant was now at the level of a Ghost Marshal. Ordinary souls would definitely be afraid when they saw him.
"Kekeke, brat, you're finally here."
According to the normal order, the Golden Chicken Mountain should be up ahead. The souls had to climb the perfectly straight Golden Chicken Mountain before they could reach the Bridge of Helplessness. However, after the Ghost Servant made his move, the scene in front of him suddenly changed. Granny Meng's aged voice sounded in Du Feng's ears.
This old woman is really hard to deal with. She actually interfered in my matters again. Last time, when he was setting up the Bridge of Helplessness, he was almost plotted against by Granny Meng. It was all thanks to Judge Cui Daoming's secret help that Du Feng was able to avert the danger. This time, with such a high level Underworld Killing Formation, Granny Meng's clone would definitely be stronger. This would not be easy to pass.
Granny Meng was very confident this time. That was because the Underworld Killing Formation was very similar to the real Underworld. The higher the degree of simulation, the more she would be involved in it. This time, the old woman had put in a lot of effort. Even the Yin Soldiers had been mobilized.
Damn, why would there be someone else interfering? Du Feng noticed that a group of people was walking on the Bridge of Helplessness in front of him. All of them were dressed in black armor. Their faces were also black, and they held black fur in their hands. In such a dim place, it was impossible to see what they looked like. He only felt that a black lump was gradually approaching him.
"Old woman, you're secretly mobilizing the Yin Soldiers. Do you want to die?"
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