In the outside world, the cultivation world of the Eastern Region experienced a crazy day.

Most of the forces that came from the cultivation dynasty were attacked the most violently.

Some sects relied on their own foundation to block the attacks of their ancestors.

However, there were also some who were not so lucky. After the current leader died overnight, many of their authority was occupied by the dead again.

At noon the next day, these dead people who had returned disappeared again. Even the sects they controlled disappeared from the cultivation world of the Eastern Region.

This group of terrifying attackers came quickly and left even faster, leaving behind only panic.

Netherworld Illusion, Fengdu City.

Jiang Li poured a basin of ice water mixed with thousand-year-old ice shards on Grand Secretary Meng Gu.

It made the old man wake up.

This made Jiang Li become even more vigilant towards him. To be able to rely on this kind of physical method to wake up meant that this person’s injuries were not as serious as he had imagined.

“Young man, you should be gentler to old people.”

Grand Secretary Meng Gu habitually relied on his seniority. As a high-grade Divine Judgment expert, no matter where he went, he would grovel. He had never received such treatment.

He wanted to get up, but he realized that he was wrapped in a black chain and two shackles.

As long as he moved, the chains would glow with rune spiritual qi and suppress his strength.

“It’s a damaged immortal artifact from ancient times. Unfortunately, it’s almost impossible to repair. I also have two similar things in my collection. If you’re interested, I can bear to part with them.”

As a knowledgeable Grand Secretary, he saw through the Dragon Imprisoning Lock at a glance.

However, at their level, such things were no longer rare.

Moreover, an Earth Immortal was still an Earth Immortal. In the past, the Dragon Imprisoning Lock that could restrict Soul Formation cultivators from exerting any strength could only barely suppress about 70% of his strength.

This was under the premise that the other party was heavily injured.

If he was at his peak, it might not be able to trap the other party at all.

“As an old man, you are disrespectful. You want to take away my acting City Lord immediately. Do you think my Fengdu City is weak and easy to bully?”

“Senior, we didn’t kill you while you were unconscious. You should thank me for my mercy.”

“You’d better explain how you found Fengdu City.”

Jiang Li held the spear in his hand and pointed it at the other party’s chest without hiding anything.

As long as this lecherous old fellow had any intention of resisting, he would directly attack him ruthlessly.

The Broken-Wing Black Mosquito’s spear could pierce through his Black Scale Armor. Even an Earth Immortal could not block it.

If this thing stabbed his heart, even an Earth Immortal would not be able to withstand it for long.

“Cough cough, I see. City Lord, my young friend, and this young lady, you’ve misunderstood me.”

“First of all, I was able to find this ghost city because of an artifact on my dead junior. After using it once, that artifact is already ruined. Everyone, don’t worry.”

“In addition, after seeing this lady, I got too agitated and lost my manners. I apologize to you first.”

“However, that’s not because of your beauty, but because you’re the descendant of an old friend.”

“May I ask if your surname is Qin?”

After this Grand Secretary was injured, his temper was clearly much better. He still had a portion of his strength left, but he did not directly resist.

He moved his body a few times and found a comfortable rock nearby to lean on. He seemed to be a little indifferent towards Jiang Li and the thirteen Ghost Kings surrounding him.

He then said Qin Shuman’s surname in a nostalgic tone.

“Old fellow, fortune-telling is not rare in the cultivation world. What’s the use of knowing a surname?”

Jiang Li confirmed the other party’s guess in another way.

“As expected, your surname is Qin. That’s right.”

“City Lord, do you know what the brush in your sleeve is made of?”

Grand Secretary Meng Gu looked at Jiang Li’s sleeve. When he was unconscious earlier, everything on his body had naturally been searched clean.

He had seized it openly. What did it mean to hide it?

However, Jiang Li did not answer the Grand Secretary. Instead, he calmly walked to the old man’s side, raised his foot, and shattered the rock that the other party was leaning against.

On the shattered rock, one could see that there was a half written in blood.

Clearly, this Grand Secretary had silently written it with his hands behind his back.

He was diverting Jiang Li’s attention with his words, but he was doing this behind his back.

After roughly piecing together the blood-stained rocks, it could be seen that it should be an unfinished word, ‘Unravel’.

The divine art of the Ink Scar Academy might not necessarily require a pen.

If he used his blood essence to write it, the power would be higher.

If this word was formed, he could escape the shackles on his body.

At that time, it was hard to say if the injured Earth Immortal would still be as easy-going as he was now.

“Grand Secretary Meng Gu, I suggest you say what you want to say directly and forget these small tricks.”

“In the future, you’ll probably have to use your feet to write.”

Jiang Li tightened the Dragon Imprisoning Lock and tied the old man’s hands in front of him, preventing him from doing anything else.