"In this way, the disciples of Yama Palace summoned the dead corpses from all over the country and let them form a mysterious army to fight against those twisted phantoms."

"Compared to before, the casualties have indeed been reduced a lot, and we can even regain some lost ground."

"As a result, the monarch's behavior was no longer resisted and cursed by people. More and more people, both nobles and commoners, came to the Yama Palace to study and become one of them."

"In this way, the war continued year after year. Finally one day, this great disaster passed. All kinds of distorted phantoms were eliminated and cleared by the immortals, and the world returned to temporary peace."

"At this time, almost 90% of the cultivators in the country were worshiping under the Yama Palace. Of course, the Yama Palace has also grown from a little-known sect to a top sect across several continents. The people under its command

There are even hundreds of thousands of practitioners."

"If the story stopped here, it wouldn't be so bad. But it's a pity that it doesn't end here."

"After the great catastrophe and the brief period of peace, various princes and big countries began to conquer each other, and the country of Qi, as a world-famous powerful country, is no exception."

"A bigger war has been started."

"With the continuous expansion of the country of Youzhen, the country of Youzhen, which relied on the art of Jiuyou to support its wars, was finally feared by several major neighboring countries, and then jointly dealt with it."

"The two sides fought several battles, and the last and most intense one took place in these mountains and land..."

Maybe it's been a long time since he told these stories to outsiders, or maybe the old man is too lonely, and no one wants to hear these past events disappearing in the dust.

When Lorraine Hill sat at the table and listened quietly, the old man slowly became immersed in the narrative of the past, as if it was a past he had personally experienced.

"...After the war, nearly a million people died on this land. The dragon veins were contaminated, exploded, and even became disordered."

"What flows in the earth is no longer the pure energy of heaven and earth in the past, but has become the magic power of the Nine Netherworlds. Even if no one disturbs the dead creatures, they will be infected by such magic power and turn into corpses and ghosts.

The earth wanders.”

"So this is a cursed place, and our ancestors were punished for it and will never leave it..."

After a long time, the room became silent again, and then the old man slowly came back to his senses.

"Sorry, I, an old man, said some rotten things again. Alas... I still can't change this habit. Many young guys don't like to hear this. They also tried to persuade me, saying that if they listen too much, they will become kinder.

I’m as old as I am and I don’t have the energy to do anything anymore, haha..."

A dry and self-deprecating laugh resounded in the house, like an old bellows with holes in it, squeaking and pulling.

The girl wanted to say a few words of comfort, but she didn't know where to start. Finally, the old man slowly stood up again and opened the drawer on the side.

"Sir, you are going to find Grandma Grotto, right? Her shrine is on the other side of the mountain. I have a rough map here, please take a look."

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PS: Sorry, I was so confused yesterday, 0 0. I will adjust my status in a few days, and try to make up for the broken parts in a sudden burst. In addition, I will slowly make up for the missed updates... (All of a sudden
Chapter completed!