s. What this young cultivator did and said before is nothing to overreact about. It's his courage to speak his mind that I truly admire!"Another master saw that both of them had spoken, and he knew it...Chapter 1255: Frightened to Death

Chapter 1255: Frightened to Death

This is why he rushed out of the cave!

Although I can't find a way back for now and can't see the situation in Daxia with my own eyes, these ghosts in Fengdu all came from Daxia. Just ask them.

The old woman looked at Ye Fusheng and let out a heavy sigh, saying: "When did you come here, how could you not know the situation in Daxia"

Ye Fusheng felt a jolt in his heart. It wasn't that he couldn't answer, but her sigh made him utterly puzzled.

"In response, he said, 'What the elder says is true. That night, after the celestial being appeared, I felt the earth tremble and mountains shake. When I woke up, I was here. Upon inquiring further, I discovered that I had already passed away... How is the Great Xia kingdom doing now'"

"Oh..."

The old woman sighed again, her breath coming in short, labored gasps.

Ye Fusheng, impatient, couldn't wait to ask, "Is the situation bad Have those so-called immortals from the upper realm started to do evil and meddle in mortal affairs again"

The old woman shook her head. "Don't get excited, I'm just too tired from walking and need a break."

I am indeed exhausted just now, even Ye Fusheng doesn't seem to be in the mortal realm, let alone her.

Ye Fusheng nodded upon hearing this, able to only patiently wait.

The old woman paused for a moment before speaking, “That night, the Heavenly Emperor returned, slaying everyone indiscriminately. He slaughtered countless immortals in the heavens and finally even killed the greatest immortal emperor from the upper realm, but… but…. sniffle.”

As she spoke, she began to sob, overcome with sadness.

Ye Fusheng cannot expose his identity. Once the news gets out and reaches the upper realm, even the Emperor of Fengdu might not be able to protect him. At that time, he would be completely wiped out.

...waiting silently.

The old woman calmed her emotions: "But then three Celestial Emperors appeared. They together pressured the Human Emperor, and for the sake of the world's upheaval, the Human Emperor could only self-destruct. The Human Emperor loved his people, was the protector god of Xia, our heaven! He transformed into a radiant glow right before all of us, showering the human world...Oh Human Emperor..."

Her sobs grew louder, her emotions overwhelming, and she almost fainted from crying.

Especially the cries of ghosts are different from those of humans, without a real physical body, their voices are exceptionally sharp and travel far.

"The Son of Heaven…"

The old woman simply sat on the ground and wept loudly.

That one cry of "Emperor" made the people ahead recall their sorrows, and they too wept with heart-wrenching grief, like smoke signals passing, the cries spreading wave after wave.

Soon, the cries grew even louder as they reached the orderly queue.

The ghosts wail.

The entire city of Fengdu trembled with deafening noise.

Ye Fu Sheng’s five tastes were mixed, some comfort, he still had a huge influence on the people, some loss, he could not continue to protect them.

I looked at the old woman, seeing that she was still crying. Given her emotional state, it would be difficult to get a complete answer from her. I simply said goodbye and continued walking in the opposite direction with the crowd.

Most of them just stayed there, crying uncontrollably.

And another part, choking back tears, staggered forward.

Fewer had vacant stares, simply following the procession blindly. These were probably recently deceased, their spirits not yet dissipated, their celestial souls not yet returned to their rightful place, their consciousnesses not fully recovered.

Ye Fushen was searching.

Finally, I found a suitable candidate. He was young, dressed in a splendid ceremonial robe, and leisurely humming a tune as he sat in his carriage. A coachman was at the front, attendants behind him, and four maidservants stood on either side of the carriage.

Of course, the others are not living people. They should be paper figures made by a paranormal expert. These paper figures can be used and have no independent consciousness. They are like "robots" in a way.

He was considered suitable because his attire suggested a noble background and extensive knowledge.

There is one very tragic thing: mortals often say that death is the fairest thing in the world, as everyone will die. But few people know that the treatment after death is completely different.

Just like the person in front of you, he is wealthy and can live a carefree life even in the underworld.

Ye Fu Sheng strode forward, clasped his fists and said: "This young master appears to be a man of great talent and noble bearing. In life, he must have been the son of a wealthy family. I now understand."

The young man just glanced at Ye Fusheng, ignoring him completely, and continued to shake his head and hum a little tune.

The coachman in front raised his whip and shouted, "Get out of the way, dog!"

His voice was hoarse, and his movements with the long whip were not smooth.

Ye Fu Sheng wasn't angry. After a moment of thought, he realized there was nothing on him that could impress anyone.

"Sir, could you perhaps inquire about the current state of Great Xia Have the celestial immortals from above descended again and interfered with the mortal realm"

Whoosh!

The coachman was very domineering, whipping with his whip.

Ye Fusheng didn't make a move. A small paper horse carriage would be reduced to ashes if he did. His figure flashed, and he directly sat on the carriage.

Tone intensified: ‘Young Master, I’m asking you a question.’

If there's nothing else to rely on, only strength remains. I don't want to harm the people of Daxia, but in a dire situation, drastic measures are necessary to frighten them into submission.

As expected.

This young man was startled when he saw Ye Fusheng suddenly approach him, his gaze sharp and aggressive.

He quickly returned to normal and smiled faintly, "Not bad. What did you do for a living"

Ye Fusheng casually fabricated, "A warrior."

"Warrior That's great!"

The young man laughed and said, "I've just arrived here, and I happen to be lacking a martial artist by my side. So, starting today, you join me. There will be endless gold, silver, treasures, beautiful wives, and concubines at our disposal. Once my connections are established, I'll secure a high-ranking position here for you as well. We'll roam freely through Fengdu, hahaha!"

Ye Fu Sheng frowned slightly. This young man's words were too frivolous, and he was probably not a good person in life...

But, I still want to ask about the actual situation, but I can only suppress it.

"Well then, I'll thank you in advance, sir. But I still want to know... How is Daxia doing now Could you tell me"

"Humph!"

The young man's face changed drastically, his expression turning dark as he said, "What else could happen Of course they fell into the hands of those despicable people. Now the Xia Dynasty is still controlled by Yang Ditian and those scoundrels, all over..."

He began to rant and rave, clearly very dissatisfied with Yang Dingtian and the women.

Ye Fusheng’s eyes flashed a cold light, but his heart relaxed. It was good, they were fine for now.

"Interrupting, he said: “What about the immortals of the upper realm Don't they interfere with worldly affairs anymore They just let Yang Dingtian and the others do whatever they want”

"How could this be!"

The young man grew angrier: "It is said that one day in heaven is a year on earth, and it has been a year since the immortal returned to the heavens. We will have to wait for their return before it's our time. I wonder how much longer they can hold out."

"It's just...it's just pitiful, isn't it"

“My family were staunch supporters of Jia Si Dao, secretly backing him for years. If Jia Si Dao had ascended to the throne, my family would have prospered along with him. At that time, I would have been a prominent young master, but unfortunately, it was not meant to be. That beast Ye Fu Sheng actually came back from the dead and killed Jia Si Dao, causing my family to fall into ruin and even taking my… ”

He lamented, beating his thigh as he spoke.

After Ye Fusheng had asked everything, there was no need to continue the pretense. He said indifferently: "How did Ye Fusheng die"

The young man didn't notice the change in tone and angrily retorted, "This son hasn't succeeded in entering a good family yet, I've already reached the room. Who would have thought that there is a statue of Ye Fusheng enshrined in her house Suddenly, the lights turned on, and our eyes met! This son was scared to death!"He easily subdued four of the top ten Yin Generals, but to travel here from Dongcheng, the journey must be incredibly long Especially since he couldn't fly.The soul of Pū Tong is not capable of leavi...