Wu Xiaode only felt that he had lost his center of gravity, and his whole person floated up.

He opened his eyes and looked around.

In the gloomy and dim depths of the sea, nothing can be seen.

Is this the sea?

Wu Xiaode reached out and gently pinched the seawater.

No, it's not seawater.

The cold touch and the suffocating feeling of not being able to breathe make this place look like the ocean.

This feeling is like the hallucination that occurs after being sacrificed by the ladder in the capital cathedral.

- What the hell is this place?

Wu Xiaode was puzzled, when he suddenly saw the Book of the Dead unfolding in front of his eyes, revealing lines of small ice crystal characters:

"Please note."

"This is a world of passage from life to death."

"You're in the middle of a realm of life and death, but you're about to head to a meeting point in one of the realms due to elven exploration."

The next moment-

Boom!

Wu Xiaode fell heavily to the ground.

He immediately got up, and his figure flew out, directly into the mist, and quietly drifted away.

It wasn't until he had withdrawn a few hundred meters that he stopped, stood in the silent mist, and looked back.

Really.

A huge figure fell heavily to the ground, smashing out a shallow pit.

Thanks to the elf's teleportation technique, the giant spider demon was brought to this "interlayer world" by himself.

The "Grim Reaper" is still attached to the spider demon's body!

So.

Can it still harvest Zhao Zhibing?

You've cast a spell in one world, and you want it to take effect in another—

That seems a little inappropriate.

The corners of Wu Xiaode's mouth pulled an arc, and he stepped back step by step, staring at the giant demon spider tightly.

"Come out! Mean guys! ”

The spider let out a low roar.

Vile?

Wu Xiaode narrowed his eyes.

But if I can beat you, I will win you, why bother to team up with you to explore?

"Where the hell did you teleport me? Get out of here and talk! The demon spider roared irritably.

Wu Xiaode put it in his pocket and slowly stepped back.

At this moment, his heart was full of joy, and he even wanted to whistle.

Considering that his soul power has been reduced to zero.

He held back.

He tried to find a knife out again, and let the filthy demon hand take it and stab the spider in the throat.

Considering that both of his knives were shattered.

He held back again.

Forget it, as this "Grim Reaper" said, what is this place?

Wu Xiaode looked around.

The sky is black.

The place where he stood was a rocky wilderness.

There is no grass on the ground.

The crevices in the stone were full of decaying bones.

From time to time, something glowing in the sky flashed by.

Under the gloomy lead clouds, the cold wind kept blowing.

Soon.

Icy rain poured from the sky.

Wu Xiaode stretched his neck and looked into the distance, and could vaguely see a brightly lit city at the end of the night.

Got a city?

The Book of the Dead records a lot of things, is there any commentary on this whole new world?

Wu Xiaode stretched out his hand and made a move——

The Book of the Dead suddenly fell, opened in front of his eyes, and lines of small ice crystal characters appeared:

"The current world: the land of the Holy Names."

"It's a gathering point for humanity."

"You can't leave this world."

"Unless you reach 20 soul power, participate in the 20 soul power faction trial and successfully get recognized."

"In that case, this book can let you leave the interlayer and return to the previous world with the help of the coordinates of the trial after the trial."

That's great.

If you can't go back, can't you go back too?

Wu Xiaode stared at the mourners of the soul from afar.

It moved on eight legs, slowly turning in place, as if observing the changes around it.

After a while.

A phantom emerged from it.

It was a monster in tattered black robes.

On each cheek of it, there is a row of eyes, each one different.

On the front of the head is a large mouth from which countless fangs protrude.

Long thorns like whiskers grew out of the body and danced in the wind.

One by one, the souls were hung in the air by the long thorns, unable to move.

The souls looked desperate, as if they were suffocating, and their mouths were wide open, as if they were wailing silently.

- Death.

The Grim Reaper broke away from the mourners of the souls and quietly fell to the ground.

It silently watched its surroundings, not moving for a moment.

After a few breaths, it pierced a long thorn into the mourners of the souls.

The mourners of the soul immediately spat out silk threads and outlined lines of large characters:

"I know you're nearby, let's shake hands for a while and face the world together."

"Please come out and meet me."

Wu Xiaode watched silently, but didn't pay attention to it at all.

I'm not stupid.

Time passes slowly.

The Grim Reaper stood still, looking a little dazed.

Also.

It is the "Grim Reaper" created by the demon gods, what else can it do besides harvest valuable souls?

There's no mission here!

What's more –

It has not left this world.

So it doesn't seem to have a way out of this world?

If that's the case, then you have to quickly find a way to improve your strength.

Wu Xiaode glanced at the Book of the Dead.

Activating the Trials of the Death Camp requires 20 Soul Power.

I've got 19 soul power.

Wait a minute.

All along, he has relied on cooperating with crows, which has allowed him to quickly collect enough soul power.

So.

Normally, how do you get soul power?

Wu Xiaode was a little puzzled, and couldn't help but look at the Book of the Dead again.

Lines of small ice crystal letters appeared on the Book of the Dead:

"Generally speaking, all the awakened increase their strength through their abilities."

"You increase your soul power cap through your ability: the Book of the Dead."

"Here's how: Fulfill the commission on the wall of wishes."

Yes.

Today's commission is to defeat the Grim Reaper.

Even if you don't defeat it, you have to keep it here, so as not to eat your soul by it when Zhao Zhibing dies!

Wu Xiaode was thinking silently, when he suddenly saw lines of ice crystal small characters suddenly popping up on the Book of the Dead:

"The interlayer world is a temporary world between life and death, and there are many strange existences."

"Complete the various commissions here, and there is also a chance to get soul power rewards."

"It's a way, too."

Wu Xiaode cheered up.

I remember the last time I met a skeleton.

- It's an acquaintance.

Will it be here?

If you can find it, and then break into the dead, and mix up some commissions or something, wouldn't the problem be solved?

Wu Xiaode jumped on a stone and looked into the distance.

- In one direction, there is a huge black city.

It's not far from here.

Wu Xiaode released a silent demonic mist that enveloped his body, like a dead person.

After doing this, he stepped forward and ran in the direction of the city.

Soon.

He came to the bottom of the tower.

I saw all kinds of notices and commissions posted on the city walls.

There was an endless stream of beings coming and going, including humans and skeletons, some strange-shaped creatures, and even some ghostly fires floating in the air, also hovering at the city gates.

On each side of the gate stood a ghostly pawn.

They resemble humans, with bones exposed from their skin, dead air, knives at their waists, and ghostly masks.

Wu Xiaode looked into the gate of the city wall, and saw that there were bustling streets and countless crowds inside, and the traffic was busy, so it was not lively.

The people drinking in the wine shop are clinking glasses, and the little two who serve the dishes are holding two plates of dishes; The bread seller on the street is shouting, and the person carrying the sugar gourd is pulling out a sugar gourd for the child, and the child has a smile on his face and reaches out to take it.

There was also a gorgeously dressed woman, surrounded by several guards, walking towards a ring.

But there was no sound.

In this city, everything comes to a standstill.

The crowd remained in their original motions, motionless, like a still painting.

- Somewhat infiltrating.

Wu Xiaode took a step back and observed left and right.

I saw that the humans, skeletons, the dead, ghosts, and strange beings were all wandering in front of the city gates, but they did not dare to enter it.

The ghost guard at the gate looked at the increasing number of dead people surrounding the city gate, and shouted:

"The commissions in the city are all hung on the wall, and if you don't complete the commission, you will be devoured and die when you enter the city, remember!"

The crowd stepped back a distance and looked at the commission on the wall.

There is a commission......

Wu Xiaode was not in a hurry to enter the city.

He followed a few ghost fires to the city wall and looked closely.

"Mandate: Conquer a faction."

"Commission: There are nine ghost mountains 80,000 miles away, go to the mountain and detain twenty unjust ghosts."

"Commission: Kill an Undead Sovereign."

“……”

These commissions are so difficult, no wonder the dead are gathered here, but there is no way to complete the commission.

Wu Xiaode continued to watch.

Dozens of commissions in a row are simply impossible to complete.

Then he saw a new commission.

"Commission: Dream."

"Find a way to let the people of Yangshi burn a piece of clothing to Room 3 on the second floor of No. 251, the fifth block of the old lane in the south of Soto City, the northern kingdom, Wang Ren."

"Complete the commission, choose one of the two rewards:"

"One: Gain Wang Ren's approval and use resonance to collect his skills;"

"Two: Obtain the identity of distant relatives and enter the city to meet Wang Ren."

- This commission is completely impossible for the deceased.

Because everyone is dead!

There is no way to go back to the Yang world and let the living burn things, and they have to burn in such detail.

As for the other human beings, they did not take on this task, probably because it was difficult to return to the human world from this interlayer world.

Wu Xiaode thought silently, and his heart moved.

The commission was: Let the people of the Yang world burn a piece of clothing for Wang Ren.

I am a person of the yang world!

- Anyway, it's not a big deal to give it a try.

Wu Xiaode turned around and left, quickly moving away from this strange city, finding a remote stone pile and hiding behind a two-person high rock.

He took off the thin coat he was wearing, then put on the black gloves and punched lightly.

Call!

The thin coat burns up.

Wu Xiaode squatted in front of his clothes and whispered:

"As for this dress, I burned it to Wang Ren in the third room on the second floor of No. 251, the fifth block of the old lane in the south of Soto City, the northern kingdom."

"Hopefully he'll like it."

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