This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

"After the Futian Army's thousands of ghosts knocked on the door and General Hu led the ghost skeleton back to the world of the living, the Yin-Yang Gate hidden deep in the sea was not closed."

An Ling remembered that more than two months ago, she was teleported to the coast of the East China Sea by Tianxuan Yuanjun, where she met Xie Kurong who killed the incarnation of Asura, and Shao Shuang'er and Yaxun who were accidentally involved in the other side of the underworld. With the help of Qishi, a killer from the Seven Killing Sect, Shao Shuang'er and Yaxun successfully took advantage of the opportunity when the ghost gate was wide open and escaped from the underworld.

However, there is another person following him who should not exist in this world.

Ji Shengchu.

And the door that separated yin and yang could not be shaken at all with the strength of An Ling and Xie Kuorong alone.

Li Feiling looked at An Ling silently, she seemed to know something.

An Ling sighed and replied, "This is indeed a major event that can overturn the world. We have to go to the East China Sea."

"What else do you know? Why don't you share some information with me?" Li Feiling said, "To show my sincerity, let me first say that now there are ghosts everywhere in Daxuan. These ghosts are different from the wandering souls that mortals could not see or touch before. They are constantly causing strange diseases to the witnesses."

"For example, this old man was frightened to death by a ghost."

"There are some other symptoms, I won't list them one by one, but in short, we must find a way to close this gate of hell."

An Ling was thinking silently. Li Feiling did not urge her. Instead, he shook his head, pushed the door open with the ghost he caught from the corner of the room, and dealt with the rest of the matters.

An Ling knew that this matter was too important and she could not decide it alone, so she had to find the right person.

……

An Ling and Li Feiling came to a place far away from human habitation. An Ling took a deep breath, took out a familiar small black bottle from the storage bag, and held it in the palm of her hand.

For some reason, Li Feiling felt a chill in his heart when he saw the bottle. He held the hilt of his sword and asked An Ling, "What is this?"

"The key to the other side," An Ling said, "I want to go over there and take a look."

"You..." Li Feiling was a little surprised. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally said only one sentence, "How are you going to come back?"

"My uncle will bring me back." An Ling said with a smile, "I haven't seen him for a long time."

An Ling didn't ask Li Feiling if he wanted to go with her, and Li Feiling didn't say he wanted to go with her.

They both knew very well that now, they were no longer the free and unfettered disciples of the Sword Sect they once were, and that the future of countless people was on their shoulders.

It doesn’t mean that we don’t trust each other, but we must be vigilant and ensure safety.

"Brother, I'm going to the other side. Please lead the fellow Taoists of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance to clean up the evil spirits entrenched in the world of the living." An Ling said.

Li Feiling nodded and reminded: "Xiaoling, you must pay attention to safety. I don't understand the things on the other side, so I can't help you. But don't worry, I will take care of the little ghost here."

This is undoubtedly the best arrangement. Li Feiling has no way to go to the underworld, and the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance needs to collect souls to increase its strength.

An Ling sighed before leaving and whispered, "Brother, I hope this is your final bottom line."

"I know."

Li Feiling stood with his hands behind his back, watching An Ling leap into the strange black liquid on the ground. He was silent for a long time. In the end, he just smiled bitterly and left sadly.

……

After An Ling jumped to the other side, what greeted her was endless white mist. The white mist felt cold, as if depriving her of consciousness. An Ling wrapped herself with spiritual power, opened her eyes, and continued to move downwards while holding her breath.

About an incense stick later, An Ling finally stepped on the ground and observed the situation around her.

This should be the underworld corresponding to the wilderness. Everywhere you look, it is a desolate land shrouded in endless white fog. In this land with almost nothing else, there are only a few black shadows floating in the air in the distance. They keep changing their shapes in the air, like black plastic bags.

But apart from that, there is no sound or other colors on the other side, only black and white run through the world.

An Ling tried to take a step forward. She didn't dare touch the surface of the other side, so she used the wind control technique to keep herself suspended at a height of two fingers above the ground and floated forward.

As a result, not long after they moved forward, a sinister voice suddenly appeared beside them. The owner of the voice whispered behind An Ling: "Found you..."

An Ling felt a chill on her back, but she didn't react. Instead, she turned around and smiled, "Uncle Master, long time no see. You really found me."

Seventy-something looked at An Ling and suddenly snorted, "Didn't I tell you that you can't use this bottle of stuff unless it's absolutely necessary?"

"This time, it's really urgent," An Ling said sincerely, "Uncle Master, do you know that the Ghost Gate is open?"

Seventy stroked his stubble and replied, "I know."

"I came here this time just to close the gates of hell again."

Qishi sneered and turned to leave. An Ling quickly stopped him and asked, "Uncle Master, you..."

"Do you think you are the Canglan Sword Immortal? And you want to close the Ghost Gate again?" Qishi cursed, "You are just an absolute fool! There are so many people in the world, when will it be your turn to do this! Hurry and get back here!"

An Ling sighed secretly. This Seventy was really a quick-talker. How could she not know that if the sky fell, there would be tall people to support it? But now, she was the tall person who was not tall!

An Ling straightened her clothes and said to Qishi seriously, "Uncle Master, I know that with the vastness of the world, I am just a tiny drop in the ocean. I also know that I have no ability to handle such things. But Uncle Master, besides me, who else will take care of these things?"

"Monks and nobles will not be disturbed by evil spirits. They are born with more complete fantasy security rights than ordinary people."

"Then what about the people living in poor places? How can they defend their safety without the protection of monks?"

Seventy shook his head and said, "I'm not talking about this issue. What I mean is that unless the gods take action, it is impossible for us two mortal cultivators to shake the Yin and Yang Gate."

"Since you don't believe it, let's go over and take a look."

Qishi grabbed An Ling's arm. Somehow, An Ling felt a flash before her eyes and the surrounding scene turned into a cave covered with endless yellow sand.

She looked at the end of the cave in amazement, where there was a huge light gate. Next to the light gate, there were countless ghosts surrounding it. They scrambled to squeeze out of the light gate, but were blocked by an invisible film and were knocked away one after another. However, their desire for life drove them to hit the light gate countless times.

"The Yin-Yang Gate itself has the magic left by the Canglan Sword Immortal to suppress all evil spirits, but the number of ghosts here is too large, and the immortal's backup plan is difficult to kill them all, so many ghosts still escape to the other side through this gate."

"A long time ago, the Yin-Yang Gate was not actually here," Seventy continued, "It existed in every part of the Yin-Yang world. No one knew when it would open, and no one knew how to find it."

"Until... the appearance of the Futian Army?" An Ling asked.

Seventy nodded and said, "I don't know how they did it, but after that, this door connected to the other side was fixed here."

"Then where does the other end lead to?" An Ling asked. She suddenly had a bold guess, "Could it be that it leads to where the Futian Army is?"

"I want to try."