On this point, Fengdu City was much more humane.

However, nothing was absolute.

Although this Nascent Soul cultivator had stayed here for a long time, it seemed that the other party’s level might be relatively low and had yet to understand the secrets of Tragic Death City.

As far as he knew, the Blood King had grasped a method to let those who died in vain temporarily leave Tragic Death City.

In this city, there was an extremely special type of person who could increase their cultivation.

However, Jiang Li did not say it out loud. Instead, he pretended to be enlightened and continued to ask.

“I see. However, I still don’t understand something. Since you can’t cultivate to become stronger, why have all the seniors gathered here to discuss the Dao?”

“In addition, is there really no difference between sects in this Tragic Death City?”

The various sects placed great importance on their cultivation methods.

Even if Jiang Li had already become the Great Mountain Alliance Leader, it was not easy for him to obtain a few spell techniques in the cultivation world of the Great Mountain Region.

For example, he had used favors to successfully obtain the Palm Meditation Technique that he had given Qiu Shui.

“Little brother, what was your cultivation level when you were alive? How old were you when you died?”

He did not answer directly but asked about their age and cultivation.

Jiang Li did not hide anything and told him about his situation with Qiu Shui.

Due to the large number of buffs, his actual combat strength and cultivation were two major realms apart. There was no need to hide this.

“Sixteen-year-old Nascent Soul… thirteen-year-old Soul Formation cultivator!?”

The Nascent Soul elder was clearly a little surprised, but he was still a person who had died for hundreds of years. He still had this bit of composure.

Moreover, he felt that everyone was already dead, so there was nothing to be jealous about.

“You’re so young. It’s a pity that you’re such geniuses.”

“The lifespan of a Foundation Establishment cultivator is 200 years, the lifespan of a Golden Core cultivator is 500 years, the lifespan of a Nascent Soul cultivator is 1,000 years, and the lifespan of a Soul Formation cultivator is 2,000 years… The two of you have to wait for a long time.”

“You can enter this place, but you can’t leave. After enjoying yourself for a hundred years, you’ll be tired. Only by accompanying each other can you pass this long time.”

“You might still remember the rules when you were alive and care about the differences between those sects, but in another hundred years, haha, perhaps you will also stand on the Dao Platform!”

Looking at the other party’s rather lonely expression, Jiang Li came to a realization.

This group of cultivators who were discussing the Dao had been cooped up in this city for too long and were really bored.

In their eyes, the cultivation methods, spell techniques, and secret techniques that they valued the most in the past were useless here.

It was better to take it out openly and use it as a topic of conversation before and after tea. Wouldn’t it be better to receive a few compliments and praises?

Such a situation was not rare in Fengdu City. One could casually walk around and discover more than ten such places. They basically publicly welcomed others to join.

Even if they did not share it, they would be happy to shout twice.

However, Jiang Li could not let them die in vain!

He had the Fengdu City’s Gate of Hell and could cross the Netherworld fragment in an instant.

As long as he brought the humanoid key, Qiu Shui, with him, he could even clock in and come and go as he pleased in this Tragic Death City.

Then, wouldn’t this be a completely free treasure vault of knowledge to him?

Most of the things that ordinary cultivators possessed might be useless to him.

However, in the cultivation world of the Eastern Region, among the twelve high-grade Divine Judgment forces and three divine pillars, who dared to say that there were no senior experts in their sect who had died tragically?

If those people were like this, Jiang Li would have profited greatly this time.

They stood in the crowd and listened to the burly man’s entire explanation of the unique dual cultivation method.

This cultivation method was simple to learn, but after cultivating it, there were a total of 36 transformations of the Heavenly Constellation and 72 types of Earth Fiends. There were a total of 108 transformations combined, and it was extremely miraculous.

After he finished listening, it had already been eighteen hours. When Jiang Li recovered from his shock, he almost forgot that he still had to find someone.

It could not be helped. He loved to study too much and was accidentally engrossed in listening.

“Senior, do you know if there are any Shu Mountain cultivators in this city? Or have you heard of the people from the Great Mountain Region?”

Jiang Li asked the few cultivators who were communicating with him. Unfortunately, perhaps because their circles were different, they could not come into contact with an Earth Immortal-level circle.

Therefore, Jiang Li asked around and did not obtain any useful information.

Fortunately, Jiang Li barely came prepared.

In his hand was a person who had walked out of Tragic Death City.

“Zhang Bobo, quickly take a look. Are you familiar with this place?”

“Do you still remember Tragic Death City? Think carefully, where is your master, Sword Head Pei Zhong?”

Jiang Li took out a Shu Mountain Flying Sword from the coffin.

The flying sword floated unsteadily in front of him. Jiang Li raised his hand and knocked on it. Soon, a circle of faint light appeared and transformed into a slightly wretched-looking round-faced young man.

However, this young man’s expression was dazed. When he heard Jiang Li’s words, he was stunned for more than ten breaths before he could react in a manner that was unknown.

This person was once a sword cultivator. Later on, he fell into Jiang Li’s hands by chance and became a prisoner in a coffin.

He was the sword cultivator who had suddenly appeared when Jiang Li’s Immortal Slaying Flying Sword had advanced to the Earth-rank artifact at the Sea Giant Race’s encampment, Zhang Bobo.

In the beginning, he called himself a Shu Mountain sword cultivator and even mentioned the name of the Cliffless Sword, Pei Zhong. Jiang Li naturally did not believe him and tortured him for a long time.

Later on, on the night of the Tragic Death City’s attack, Jiang Li learned from the collar of the previous heads of the four major sects of the Great Mountain Region that this fellow was actually the disciple that Sword Head Pei Zhong had taken in in Tragic Death City.

However, it was already a little late when he found out.

This Shu Mountain outer disciple had an extremely profound restriction left in his mind.

The two Nine Nether Wood clones joined forces to search his mind. Not only did they not find much memories, they even triggered some hidden methods.

Zhang Bobo’s entire head exploded, and he died on the spot.

If not for the fact that the Nine Nether Dao Scripture still had some methods in terms of souls, this bit of remnant soul would probably not have been left behind.

However, with that explosion, half of his soul was gone, and his mind could not recover completely. If he used the Meng Po soup, it might be able to save his life, but the thing in his mind was even more hopeless.

Later on, he simply refined the remnant soul into this flying sword, barely preventing it from completely dissipating.

If he returned to Tragic Death City now, this guy might be useful.

However, Jiang Li still found it difficult to believe that the previous Sword Head would take in such a disciple with such a poor character.

Presumably, Sword Head Pei Zhong had no choice but to send information back to the Great Mountain Region.

This was because in Tragic Death City, existences similar to Zhang Bobo were extremely rare.

They were living people born in Tragic Death City!

The resurrection brought about by this Netherworld fragment or this city was fake.

However, it was indeed flesh and blood. Its five senses and seven senses were intact.

There was naturally no problem with men and women getting married.

Among them, it was even possible to have children!

This probability was very low. In the entire Tragic Death City, it was probably not under the population of Earth in his previous life. It was rare to see it in a hundred years.

However, although such a child was not completely alive, he was not dead. He could stand on the territory fragment and not be affected by Tragic Death City.

As long as one had the aptitude for cultivation, it was very easy to cultivate extraordinary strength in this Tragic Death City that was filled with inheritances.

This Zhang Bobo was such a person that Sword Head Pei Zhong had accidentally discovered.

Later on, after it was sent out of Tragic Death City through some methods, it finally landed in Jiang Li’s hands.

“Tragic… Death City… This is Tragic… Death City.”

“Master… Pei Zhong…”

For some reason, Zhang Bobo’s soul was not affected by the power of Tragic Death City and revived.

Fortunately, he seemed to have finally recalled something and swayed forward.

…

In Tragic Death City’s Doll Street, a group of mortal soldiers who were sleepwalking suddenly surged in.

They walked through the streets with lifeless eyes, searching for a woman with a red mark on her face.