Chapter 2024: Where is my heavenly demon?

Watching Li Chengshan lead people, shouting all the way, the many cultivators in the city desperately resisting that evil aura had faces ashen.

Their thought was the same as the earlier Prison Immortal Town folks: "What the fuck time is it now, and they're still eating?"

"You guys in the canteen are sick, what the fuck time is it now, and you still have the mood...................."

Someone couldn't help but shout out, but before the other could finish, Li Chengshan wore an expression of "you don't understand anything" and directly interrupted.

"What do you know? I feel that the canteen is a sign; being able to die together is fate, and even if we must die, we should die full—this is goodwill; if you don't accept it, then forget it."

Huh???

Upon hearing this, the crowd fell into silence.

Although the words were harsh, they actually made some sense.

As it stands, this situation is indeed a dead end; even led by Immortal Emperor Realm experts, they cannot break that black light barrier.

Unable to escape, the people's final outcome naturally leaves only a dead end.

Since we're going to die either way, what's wrong with me enjoying myself before death? What's the problem?

No problem.

The more they thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed; their anger quickly dissipated, and they even felt grateful toward the canteen.

Look, this is what a pattern is—this is the pattern.

Even with death looming, they still think of everyone; this canteen truly is............. full of affection and righteousness.

Thinking this, many people let go of their prejudices and walked toward the canteen.

Li Chengshan is right; since there's nothing we can do, we'll all die anyway, so we might as well die full—eating a good meal before death is better than starving.

Not long after, batches of people poured into the canteen, and the food kept coming out of the pot nonstop.

Everyone got their food in an orderly manner, then began to eat.

Besides, even though it's before death, being able to eat such a tasty bite really does improve the mood a bit.

At least it gives people a somewhat carefree feeling.

If we die, we die; fate is such—what can we do?

"Everyone, want to drink?"

"Haha, with such good dishes, how could we not have a drink?"

"Well said; since we are fated to die together, we naturally should share a drink before death."

While eating, many people spontaneously took out their cherished immortal brew; fine food with fine wine made for a rather lively time.

Under this round of open-hearted drinking, the despair and helplessness of death were quickly washed away considerably.

Afterward, even those Immortal Emperor Realm experts came.

They exhausted all means, yet still couldn't open that black light barrier, and ultimately chose to give up as well.

After hearing about the canteen, under Old Li Tou's leadership, they also rushed over.

Sitting together, drinking and eating, they heartily cursed, venting their inner resentment.

If we die, we die; gradually, everyone came to think this way.

The city's people gathered at the canteen; when the hall couldn't hold them, they spontaneously sat on the streets.

The prepared food, the Prison Immortal Town folks would actively bring out and place in several spots, so everyone could serve themselves.

The atmosphere gradually grew lively; at a glance, it looked as if the city were about to be slaughtered.

Those who didn't know thought Four Directions Immortal City was holding some grand event today.

Everyone in the city gathered together, drinking freely, laughing and scolding; long crowds filled the streets, with groups of three or five sitting on the ground.

The scene was lively, in no way inferior to any sort of banquet.

The city streets were extraordinarily lively, while above in the sky battlefield, five middle-aged men and the Formless Heavenly Demon fought fiercely.

The five men's wounds grew ever more severe; they all knew they couldn't hold out much longer.

While feeling unwilling, they also felt rather helpless.

"In the end, we still couldn't save a single person?"

That man sighed inwardly, then unconsciously glanced down at the city below.

But just that glance left the man stunned.

What the fuck are they doing?

All they saw was the city's people actually sitting together in a circle, eating and drinking.

What are you playing at? With death looming, you still have the mood for this? Not thinking about escaping, what are you thinking about?

We're fighting desperately here, while you guys are down there drinking?

Instantly, a feeling of having one's vinegar jar overturned welled up; they suddenly felt that all their efforts were now worthless.

Their teeth clenched, making a creaking sound; noticing the man's odd behavior, the woman beside him, ignoring the blood at the corner of her mouth, asked concernedly.

"What's wrong? Can you still hold on?"

"It's not that; look for yourself."

Upon hearing that, the man gave a strange look with his eyes; following his meaning downward, the woman also stared and froze.

They're drinking?

No one expected the city to now be like this; what the hell are these people doing?

Not to mention them, even the Formless Heavenly Demon is completely bewildered right now.

It likewise noticed the city's situation, but it couldn't fathom how the entire Four Directions Immortal City had been trapped by it, turned into a massive tomb.

All those about to be buried in the city—yet these people, facing death, are not afraid but are eating and drinking?

What does this mean? Is the Formless Heavenly Demon so lacking in prestige? Even now, do these people of Four Directions Immortal City still not fear it?

For no reason, a sense of defeat arose, and anger welled up in their hearts unbidden.

Some people look down on others, huh.

"Damn ants."

It cursed silently, decided that after dealing with the five middle-aged men, when it later handles these people from the Four Directions Immortal City, it will definitely not let them die comfortably.

It wants them to slowly die in true endless despair and pain.

This is the price for daring to look down on him—let you guys eat and drink, damn it.

Thinking of this, a surge of anger filled its heart, and the Formless Heavenly Demon's attacks became even more vicious.

It wants to quickly deal with the five middle-aged men, then properly deal with those heartless bastards in the lower Canteen.

Facing the enraged Formless Heavenly Demon, the five middle-aged men naturally found it increasingly hard to hold on.

They were about to lose.

Meanwhile, in the lower Canteen, as he performed a series of operations, Ye Zhangqing's Good Review Points also quickly increased.

He was free of distractions, entered a selfless state, and besides cooking, had no other thoughts.

His spatula was smoking from all the swinging.

Until a system prompt sounded in his mind, 1 billion Good Review Points were finally reached, and Ye Zhangqing then stopped his action.

Having enough, he looked up at the battle situation in the sky.

By now, the five middle-aged men were at death's door, completely crushed.

They weren't far from being slain on the spot, just struggling in their death throes.

And the Formless Heavenly Demon clearly intended to deal a killing blow to end the battle.

Fortunately, he caught up, locked onto the Formless Heavenly Demon as his target, and silently issued a command to the damn system.

"Ingredients.......... absorption."

No one in the outside world noticed Ye Zhangqing's change, the system made no movement, and the 1 billion Good Review Points that had just been accumulated were instantly cleared.