Chapter 37: The Frightening Ghost Prison

  There is still one more after twelve o'clock...

  That ghost was also furious, drew out his knife and the two sides were about to clash. Wu Hua hastily shouted: "How dare you be so rude! Wang Dang, quickly put down your knife!"

  He hastily said to Liu Yi, "Your Majesty forgive me, this ghost slave is unruly and has a wild nature. His name is Wang Dang...Wang Dang, why don't you hurry up and pay respects to Your Majesty!"

  This king still seemed a bit reluctant, Liu Yi had already smiled and shook his head: "Forget it, forget it. A good ghost hero, naturally has a heroic spirit. Why bother with etiquette... let's skip it!"

  As a divine being, he also has great ambitions. His tolerance and magnanimity naturally grow slowly, and he does not mind this at all. Only those who are proud of their own achievements can't tolerate others.

  When Wang heard this, his eyes lit up and he said: "You're a reasonable person to talk to, better than my master at home."

  Wu Hua listened to his ghostly servant speaking without reserve, and he was so angry that he wanted to die. But after all, Wang Dang was one of his most capable ghostly servants, and many times when it came to eliminating evil ghosts, he still needed his help. He could only grit his teeth and bear with it.

  Just as they were waiting in the courtyard, Wu Hua sent Wang Dang to lead the way, saying: "This guy is rough, but he knows the road well. He also has a bit of courage, so let him follow the Lord!"

  Liu Yi Tong first agreed, but Zhang Yue was quite annoyed with Wang Dang. After all, he was in a dangerous place and just let out a cold hum, not paying much attention to him, letting Wang Dang lead the way.

  But it was like passing through a layer of water-like membrane, feeling a slight resistance. Then he passed into the spiritual realm.

  I saw another city, and at a glance it looked very similar to Hui Ling City. However, it was extremely quiet. Even more spacious and grand. But this journey was eerily silent, without any vitality on the streets. Except for the occasional patrolling ghost soldiers, no one else could be seen.

  All around, the alleys looked like they had been neglected for years, with only a few exceptions where there was a warm glow, and an air of tidiness could be seen, with laughter and chatter coming from within. It seemed that flowers and plants could even be glimpsed peeking out over the walls.

  Wang saw it and said with envy: "Those are all under the protection of a family, so they can have a place to live in this city. Ordinary ghosts, don't even think about living in this spiritual realm, unless you join the ghost soldiers of Cheng Huang."

  Listening to this tone of envy, Zhang Yue said disdainfully: "Then why didn't you join the City Guard Ghost Soldiers?"

  The king didn't catch the sarcasm, but said disdainfully: "For Pete's sake! Every time that city is attacked and people come knocking on the door, all they can do is tuck their heads in like a turtle. Being a ghost soldier under him is too stifling. I won't do it!"

  Liu Yi listened to the two ghosts arguing, but in his heart, he had an idea similar to what Shen Tuoqi had said earlier. This City Guardian Spirit Realm could almost shelter 30,000 ghostly souls.

  But if it all relies on the power of the city god, this consumption is too huge.

  Although I don't know what the city god's seal is like, compared to my family's talismans. But thinking about it, in terms of transforming spiritual energy and incense fire, it can't compare to my family's talismans.

  No wonder this city is willing to leave the spiritual realm empty and unwilling to shelter many yin souls.

  Thinking about it, it's another world. The underworld is open, but the light can't shine everywhere. It's like those things that bring joy to all the poor scholars under the sky, but they can only exist in dreams.

  "The patrol is here!" Liu Yi said in a low voice, still several streets away.

  The king immediately took them to a deserted mansion by the roadside. After evading this batch of patrolling soldiers and horses, Liu Yi spoke in a low voice: "Where is the Ghost Prison?"

  "You? Go to hell?" The king was so startled by these words that he jumped in fright.

  "What's wrong? Can't go?" Liu Yi asked.

  "This...". Wang forced a bitter smile and hesitated for a moment before saying: "Wait a minute, you'll know when you see it yourself!"

  The Ghost Prison is located in a remote area of the spiritual realm, not within the city walls. It's almost like a separate, small town attached to the city. Far away from the City God Temple.

  Not even close, yet the wails kept coming one after another. Directly piercing into the depths of my soul, it sent shivers down my spine. It was as if countless ghosts were wailing and crying in agony.

  Even Liu Yi's expression changed slightly, and the divine light of his Heart Seal flashed, protecting the entire sea of consciousness. These mournful cries would not penetrate deep into his heart.

  Other demons didn't have such skills, even the mountain angels under Liu Yi's command. Hearing this wail, they all showed a different color. Zhang Yue and Wang Dang were even more grinning from ear to ear. Extremely uncomfortable, as if countless fingernails scratched against glass.

  Liu Yi only then realized why Wang Daoyi's expression would change whenever the Ghost Prison was mentioned. It was no wonder that near the location of the Ghost Prison, not a single yin soul resided. Even the patrolling ghost soldiers were nowhere to be seen.

  Once again, his face changed color even more. Seeing the ghost prison in the sky, countless black clouds were rolling, but they were restrained by the power of the spiritual realm, just like a whirlpool rolling around. Even though it was still far away, Liu Yi felt a chilling power that made him tremble with fear, and even the talismans in the spiritual pool jumped up, while the earth god's heart seal continued to tremble, emitting light.

  Liu Yi had to work very hard to suppress these strange movements, and he was shocked in his heart, thinking that it would take how many years of accumulation to accumulate so much resentment and evil energy.

  Even Liu Yi suspects that these evil spirits and grievances will one day break free from their restraints and erupt completely. What should be done at that time?

  At this time, Liu Yi had already taken the city as his own. Seeing such a situation, he felt even more shocked and frightened. He even faintly felt that these negative energies were almost about to break through the spiritual realm.

  "How many demons are trapped in this demon prison?" Liu Yi asked.

  "I don't know, there should be tens of thousands?" Wang said: "All those who were executed by the government had offended the wealthy and powerful families. There are also bandits and thieves, rebels and counter-revolutionaries, who will all be locked up inside. However, many guilty ghosts are locked in this great prison, and soon they will be tortured to death."

  Liu Yi listened with a sudden shock, almost having a hair-raising feeling. He had never thought that in the Ghost Prison, it would be such a situation.

  This hell should be a place where gods suppress evil spirits. How did it become a place that helps the government suppress dissent?

  It has always been known that the divine way of this world is not healthy. The divine way relies on human morality, but it's astonishing how deeply it relies on it, to the point where it has lost all independence, which was something Liu Yi had never expected.