Chapter 212: Boring, I want to see blood flow like a river

"A ridge of skull, a forest of bones. Human hair scattered like a carpet, human flesh rotted into mud and dust. Human sinew wrapped around trees, dried and shining like silver. Mountainous corpses, a sea of blood, the stench of rot intolerable. Small demons ripping living humans apart, pouring demons boiling human flesh and cooking it fresh..."

When Feng Qing'an entered the city god's main hall in the Fengtian Underworld with the Civil Judge, they saw the Heavenly Dragon Monk, who had only recently entered the Underworld, standing in the center of the hall, his voice clear and calm, describing the terrifying affairs of the demons.

Feng Qing'an, who had just entered the hall, heard about such brutal demons and paused, his expression becoming solemn. Glancing left and right, he saw that the real people of Taoism, the great monks, who had entered earlier were all seated at the tables on both sides.