"How strong is the Black Mountain Old Demon?" Jiang Hao asked the two little ghosts.
The little ghost on the left immediately replied, "Reporting to Master, the Black Mountain Old Demon's cultivation is unfathomable. No one knows exactly how strong he is, but we do know that his three Black Armored Generals cannot last more than a few moves against him."
Jiang Hao recalled the movie, where Yan Chixia had fought the Black Mountain Old Demon at great cost, only managing to wound him before rescuing Ning Caichen and Xiaoqian and fleeing the City of Wrongful Deaths together.
"You said the Black Mountain Old Demon has three Black Armored Generals?" Jiang Hao asked again.
"Yes. They are General Wu, General Cao, and General Tie. They are stationed in different places to enforce the law, and they are extremely powerful. Little grunts like us would have our souls scattered by a single breath from them," said the little ghost.
"Who else does the Black Mountain Old Demon have under him?"
The little ghost on the right saw that the one on the left was about to speak again while he himself had been reduced to a mute. How could that do? He hurriedly answered, "Reporting to Master, the Black Mountain Old Demon has three great generals, all with the strength of high-level Ghost Kings. He also commands three thousand ghost generals and Yin Soldiers, as well as five thousand Underworld Constables scattered everywhere. We are Underworld Constables ourselves. And that is not all. Every Lost Soul within the City of Wrongful Deaths is under the Black Mountain Old Demon's control. There must be no fewer than a hundred thousand of them."
Jiang Hao frowned slightly after hearing this. With the Black Mountain Old Demon's strength, could his City God Mansion forces