The Ten Kings of Hell, a Mysterious Painting

Imagine a group of Immortal Ruins Travelers being thrown into Mingxi Town, completely unaware of the matter of "One-Day Reincarnation."

Then something interesting would happen!

Among them, some would surely try to find and strike first against the other Immortal Ruins Travelers—for instance, the burly Su Heihu.

Following that line of reasoning, once Su Heihu succeeded and lived until "tomorrow," he would continue seeking other targets to attack on "tomorrow."

If he succeeded repeatedly, the cycle of killing would continue forever, until only he remained, or until someone else killed him in return and brought it to an end.

If he were the only one left, he would keep reincarnating in the town until the next group of Immortal Ruins Travelers entered this place.

And so, a new cycle of slaughter would begin.

Yet who said Su Heihu was the only "killer"?

Judging by the fine traditions of the Cultivation World since ancient times, Zhao Sheng did not even need to think with his toes to know that there would be quite a few such "killers."

In that case, whenever a new batch of people entered, Mingxi Town would very likely welcome a carnival of murder.

Over countless years, such killing carnivals had repeated countless times. Yet among the Immortal Ruins Travelers, almost none had managed to leave this little town alive.

No, it should be said that the odds of leaving successfully were close to zero.

After turning it over and over in his mind, Zhao Sheng suddenly realized that One-Day Reincarnation was practically unsolvable.

The other Immortal Ruins Travelers did not possess the Hundred Lifetimes Book. Naturally, they would not know that the town's "day" repeated endlessly, nor would they notice its terror.

The black-canopied boat drifted slowly along the river. Seated inside the cabin, Zhao Sheng suddenly