Dong Zhuo's Military Camp

Where were Lü Buwei, Zhuangzi, Laozi, Mozi, Sima Qian, Ban Gu, Cai Lun, and the others?

This was something Ding Ling found extremely difficult to understand.

In theory,

the undead were immortal.

Since they were immortal, where were Qin Shi Huang, Bai Qi, and the others?

Ding Ling went through the memory fragments he had obtained.

He found no answer.

These memory fragments were all incomplete.

Although he had obtained information fragments from quite a few people and pieced them together to gain many useful techniques and knowledge, his understanding of the Underworld still seemed to have many gaps.

"Let's go take a look at Dong Zhuo's place."

Ding Ling glanced back at this military camp.

There were still quite a few ghost soldiers and Ghost Generals in the camp.

Ding Ling did not go after them.

There was no point.

He had killed Yan Liang and Wen Chou, Yuan Shu, and Yuan Shao entirely because the two sides were sworn enemies.

How could Ding Ling allow his mortal enemies to grow stronger?

Now that these important enemies were dead,

Ding Ling naturally had no reason to relentlessly pursue and attack these ordinary undead.

Whoosh!

Ding Ling took one step forward and crossed several hundred miles. He moved extremely fast.

Everywhere he passed,

all he saw was ruin and desolation.

It was comparable to the Demon Realm in the Wind and Cloud World.

However, the Demon Realm had countless demonic creatures, numbering in the billions!

Compared to the Demon Realm, the undead and ghosts in this world were pitifully few, scattered throughout the ten regions of the Earth Realm.

The only densely gathered group was the hundred thousand elite troops in Yuan Shao's former military camp.

The largest gatherings in the other regions consisted of only a few hundred undead.