The gray sky was like a layer of mist, blocking people's view.

The trees on both sides of the road have either been eliminated by the environment, becoming dry, withered or even rotting, or they have adapted to the environment and are still stubbornly growing.

And not far away in the wasteland, there are still some traces of battle, the bottomless ravines on the ground, the mountains that have collapsed by external forces, and the ground that has been crumpled by the energy of the will of the world.

There are even volcanoes that are still billowing with smoke.

No wonder many people say the world is dead, no wonder those people are frantically looking for a way out!

Just like people, everyone's corpse will slowly erode away without external protection. And the same is true of the world, a world of death, will slowly die, but this time will be very long.

Chen Zijun even saw an amazing sight.

On a flat surface, an astonishing amount of magma rushed out without warning, and the flat ground suddenly turned into a new volcano.

Chen Zijun understood. The world is not far from true death.

After bypassing the volcano, Chen Zijun continued to hurry.

As in the previous world, most people lived in large cities, and only a few people lived in small towns.

After passing through many towns along the way, Chen Zijun finally arrived at Qingyun City in Qingyun County.

And it took him a total of ten days.

After entering Qingyun City, Chen Zijun rushed over directly after inquiring about the location of the Death Gate.

Whether it was the Death Gate, the Killing Sect, or the Six Desires Gate, the three families all sent people to garrison in the county towns of the Daqian Dynasty, and these people resisted the ghosts and evil gods on the one hand, and recruited disciples for their respective sects on the other hand.

Chen Zijun replaced the previous person this time and became the representative of the Death Gate in Qingyun City, and was fully responsible for recruiting disciples.

Although this world is gray, there is no sunlight, and it is filled with madness, death, and killing, but Chen Zijun still feels the warmth between people in Qingyun City.

He saw a young man carrying his father on his back, galloping down the street, and disappeared from Chen Zijun's sight in the blink of an eye;

He saw several men in a small tavern, talking loudly, and I don't know what one of them said, which caused everyone to laugh;

He saw that most of the people on the street had the same look in their eyes, and that gaze was called hope!

Heaven and earth are merciless but man is merciful, and the world will die without anyone knowing.

Chen Zijun led the horse and slowly walked through the lively streets, enjoying this moment of peace.

Half an hour later, he came out of that state of tranquility and came to a sparsely populated street where the Death's Gate was stationed.

In the end, Chen Zijun stopped at the door of a small mansion.

The two gatekeepers who exuded a faint death aura on their bodies, after seeing the black robe on Chen Zijun's body and feeling the amazing death aura emitted by Chen Zijun, hurriedly walked down the steps.

"You're from the sect?"

"Yes!"

"Chen Feng has seen the adults, and the whole adults have been waiting for you for a long time. He has already instructed to take you to him as soon as you arrive!"

Chen Zijun was a little surprised, it seemed that Quanshan, who had never met before, was still an acute person, "Okay, lead the way ahead!"

Another gatekeeper took the reins of Chen Zijun's horse, and Chen Feng took Chen Zijun to the living room.

Then, Chen Feng hurriedly went to find the whole mountain.

After a while, a middle-aged man with a rich appearance walked in from outside, with a smile on his face, "Senior brother has worked hard!

He didn't sit down, didn't wait for Chen Zijun to ask, and said bluntly, "If you come, I can leave with confidence, I believe that my junior brother will definitely be able to enhance the prestige of the sect in Qingyun City, and I am waiting for the good news of my junior brother in the sect!"

After speaking, after the whole mountain hugged his fist towards Chen Zijun, he hurriedly turned around and left.

After Chen Zijun watched the other party's back disappear, he sat on the chair again. He wasn't going to stop it, because he had no reason to do it.

However, why was Quan Shan in such a hurry to leave, and even directly ignored the handover stipulated by the sect?

And he carefully observed the expression of the whole mountain just now, and found that there was a sense of relief in his eyes, could it be that there was some secret in this Qingyun City, or some terrible person or thing?

Thinking of this, Chen Zijun shouted outside the door, "Someone!"

A moment later, a man in black appeared in the living room, "I've seen the adult, I don't know what the adult commands?"

"Summoning all the people in Qin Yuncheng's Death Gate to come here!"

"Now?"

"Yes, if you don't do it within half an hour, you will be killed!"

After the man in black agreed, he immediately turned to leave.

Chen Zijun sat on the chair, closed his eyes, and began to feel the power of death in his body.

According to the Book of the Dead, as long as three drops of death liquid are condensed, the power of death qi will be transformed into the power of death. The more death liquid a warrior condenses, the stronger the power of death will be, and the stronger the Dao Ji will be!

And the liquid of death will not fuse, because every drop of the liquid of death contains a heaven-sent dao pattern.

Chen Zijun's goal is the theoretical nine drops.

And in order to reach nine drops, not only does it require a large amount of dead qi, but it also requires the martial artist to constantly stabilize the liquid of dead qi in his body.

Because, the more dead liquid there is, the less stable it is. The three drops of Death Liquid only need to be arranged in a triangle, and every martial artist who cultivates death qi can reach it.

However, the more Death Liquid there is, the more powerful the warrior needs to have and an understanding of the patterns inside the Death Liquid.

Chen Zijun's goal is nine drops, so the difficulties he faces will be very great.

Half an hour later, Chen Zijun opened his eyes again. At this time, there were already many people standing in the living room, and after glancing at it, he asked out loud, "Are you all here?"

These people looked at each other and didn't speak, and finally, Chen Feng gritted his teeth and replied, "There is still one person left!"

When Chen Zijun heard this, the corners of his mouth curled, "What's his name?"

"His name is Shen Chong! He is from the Shen family in Qingcheng County, and he is ......."

Chen Zijun snorted coldly and interrupted Chen Feng's introduction, "I don't care where he is from, where is he?"

"Shen Zhong is in the City Lord's Mansion, he also has a position in the City Lord's Mansion, and he is the deputy city lord of the City Lord's Mansion!"

"Isn't Quan Shan the deputy city lord?"

"The whole lord is troublesome, and he handed over the position of the city lord to Shen Chong!"

Chen Zijun's eyes narrowed slightly, is it troublesome? It must not be so simple! However, since he wants to establish his authority, then he can use this heavy head for a while!

"Chen Feng, take me to the City Lord's Mansion to find Shen Chong!