It was Jiang He's first time leaving Taichu Street to go somewhere else. Although he was not a hothead who had never seen the world, he could not help but hum a tune when he saw the bustling crowd outside.
Twenty years, twenty years!
Staying in Taichu Street, he would either be fighting with spirit bodies in the Martial God Jail or killing evil spirits in the Heavenly Demon Pagoda. If it weren't for his mother's protection, his father would probably have trapped him in these two lifeless places for even longer!
"Let's go to Luosha Street first. I have to see what that place looks like personally.”
After making up his mind, Jiang He hugged a whole bag of snacks and turned left.
"My lord, further ahead is Luosha Street. Do you want to see the Soul Suppressing General of Luosha Street?”
A deep voice rang out beside his ear, reminding the Jiang River that Rakshasa Street was different from the past. One of the strongest spirit hosts of the previous generation, Rakshasa Street's Soul Suppressing General Cao Yanming, was missing. It was very likely that he had already died.
"I know. I'll go find his son Cao Yanbing and take a look at Ling Huai.”
Jiang He replied with a popsicle in his mouth.
"What else do you want to eat?”
Jiang He rolled his eyes as he listened to the messy voices in his head.
"Next time, let me know what you want to eat after discussing it. Otherwise, I'll send someone to carry you back and have my old man throw you into the Martial God Prison. You'll starve nine times in three days, do you hear me?”
His ears instantly quieted down. Jiang He nodded in satisfaction and walked into the stone door of Devil Street while strolling.
"Boom!"
As soon as he entered, a powerful spiritual energy assaulted his face. There were spirit bodies of Luosha Street running away in panic everywhere, as if something extraordinary had happened at the top of the mountain.
Looking at the machines on the ground, Jiang He frowned.
"As expected, I'm still late."
A surge of spiritual energy shot into the clouds and scattered in all directions. It was obvious that it was the spiritual energy of one of the four great divine trees, the Spirit Pagoda Tree, which maintained the stability of the Netherworld and allowed the Street of Soul Suppression to continue to exist.
Judging from the degree of the massive amount of spiritual energy being dissipated, there was only one outcome-the spiritual locust tree had been destroyed.
"My lord, the destruction of the pagoda tree is a big deal. Should we return to the Absolute Beginning Temple and tell the Soul Commander what happened here?”
The guardian spirit that had been following Jiang He asked. The Soul Commander he was talking about was naturally the manager of Taichu Street, Jiang He's father, Jiang Shan.
The leader of the Soul Suppressing Generals was naturally called the Soul Commander.
"Do you think he doesn't know what happened here? He just couldn't be bothered. Taichu Street wasn't affected. As long as the two divine artifacts, Martial God Prison and Heavenly Devil Pagoda, weren't stolen or destroyed, he wouldn't leave Taichu Street even if the sky collapsed.”
Shrugging his shoulders, Jiang He walked up the mountain. His Guardian Spirit did not speak anymore. It hid in the black fog and kept punching. The undead on Devil Street could only see the two thick arms on Jiang He's back striking out and retracting at lightning speed. Then, all the mechanical bodies on the entire street were turned into scrap metal!
During this time, Jiang He didn't stop eating. As the frequency of the Guardian Spirit's attacks increased, he ate faster and faster. The more he ate, the more high-energy snacks he ate. From this, one could imagine how much stamina and energy the Guardian Spirit had consumed.
Devil Street, the place where evil spirits appeared the most frequently and in the largest number in Soul Suppressing Street, had more than four guardian spirits fighting at this moment!
"So even Dian Wei has returned to me.”
Arriving at the top of the mountain, Jiang He threw away the packaging of the energy bar that he had just eaten. He sat down on the spot and looked at the chaotic situation.
Devil Street's Soul Suppressing General, Fire General Cao Yanbing versus the ninth knight of the kingdom organization, Helkamp.
The two Guardian Spirits stood in front of their spirit hosts, ready to attack!
On the other side, Cao Yanbing, who was wearing fiery red armor and holding a war hammer, was fighting with a long-haired man who had lost control and gone mad. It seemed that he was the legendary Warrior Spirit Li Xuanyuan who possessed the divine weapon, the Breeze of Evil.
Noticing that someone had arrived, Cao Yanbing and Heelkamp both divided their attention to size up this guy. He actually dared to go straight into the depths of the battlefield at the critical moment. There was no such bold undead!
Then there was only one possibility left. This was a spirit holder.
A spirit holder with ill intentions.
"Dian Wei, go greet the new guests. Now, I'll play with you.”
Cao Yanbing no longer paid attention to the situation on Jiang He's side. He raised his weapon and pointed it at the enemy.
Dian Wei's combat strength was unparalleled. Since ancient times, there had been a saying of one Lu, two Zhao, three Dian Wei. Few Guardian Spirits were his match. However, Dian Wei still held his two short halberds and stood cautiously behind Cao Yanbing, forming a barrier behind him to prevent Jiang He from launching a sneak attack.
"Rude fellow, exactly as I remember him.”
Jiang He smiled and shook his head as he shouted at Dian Wei.
"Hey, Dian Wei, go to the side. Don't block my view.”
As soon as he said this, a murderous aura suddenly erupted from Cao Yanbing's body. He turned around and stared at Jiang He. What an arrogant fellow. How dare he watch my show!
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