Gradually, they met more and more monks. In the past, they could not meet anyone in ten days and a half, but now they can meet one in three or two days.

Those monks who were building foundations and cultivating golden elixirs were in small groups or walking alone. When they looked up and saw the large and extremely fast Dharma boat in the sky, they expected that the Nascent Soul monks were passing by, so they all paid attention in awe.

Obviously these people also wanted to go to the Nether City. Liu Qinghuan could almost imagine the lively scene in that city that was extremely famous in the entire Netherworld.

He felt quite emotional in his heart. There was probably no place like this world where human cultivators, ghost cultivators, demon cultivators, demon cultivators, and all kinds of cultivators could maintain a peaceful appearance when they met, instead of immediately fighting.

Other interfaces are completely unimaginable.

Even Yun Mengze and the Immortal Cultivation Alliance brought together various groups of monks for the sealing war. But in fact, except for human cultivators and demon cultivators who are both human beings and can barely communicate, other groups cannot integrate at all, let alone ghosts.

There is no room for a monk like Xiu to survive in Yunmengze.

After a few days, the three of them finally arrived in Youdu ten days before the concubine registration ceremony.

On the flat and open wasteland, a large city covering an extremely large area rose from the ground. On the high city wall, there were many ghost soldiers, looking solemn and solemn.

Liu Qinghuan was a little surprised. He didn't expect Youdu to be an above-ground city. He thought it was underground.

Outside the city, a large river dozens of feet wide flows around the city. The black water inside is rolling, filled with resentment. From time to time, struggling shadows of ghosts emerge from the water, stretching out their dark, skinny five claws to grab them.

Feet of people passing on the stone bridge spanning the river bank.

The stone bridge is as straight as a road. It is about one foot higher than the Blackwater River and only one foot wide. There are not even guardrails on both sides.

Feng Xian's face was full of smiles and he said: "We're finally here! Every time I see Youdu, I feel that this is probably the largest ghost town in the entire Netherworld."

Wen Zhen also smiled and said: "Yes, it is probably the busiest ghost town. There are not so many people in other places."

The Dharma boat fell to the ground and stopped on this side of the Blackwater River. Liu Qinghuan followed the two of them out and walked to the towering city gate of Youdu.
Chapter completed!