The wolf king turned his head and looked at the old man in the human race and asked, "Are there many powerful people in your world like the Ghost King?"

The old man from the human race smiled bitterly and said, "It's a pity that his strength is something I've never seen before."

The wolf king pondered: "We the dead can continue to resurrect, and the number is billions of millions, which barely blocked the harassment of the demons on hell."

The old man from the human race said: "In comparison, there are few warriors in the human world and very weak. I am afraid that they will die if they are touched by demons."

"It seems that the human world is over."

As he was talking, the earth began to shake.

The personal merit calculator jumps out and hangs over the head of every deceased.

"Please bathe the dead, wash away all past events, and then repent of past sins, after which your reincarnation will begin."

Cool dew descended from the sky, washing the blood and filth of the dead.

This is a particularly comfortable feeling, making people feel purified from the depths of their souls.

The dead stood comfortably in the rain.

This is the wonderful use of merit, and now is the time for them to enjoy the end of their sufferings.

The seven commanders enjoyed this kind of good fruit, waiting for reincarnation.

Wangchuan's soul-living hook shook and sighed, "I'd better go to the human world, at least let him know the whole story."
Chapter completed!