Ding Ling was much calmer now that he was facing Yue Fei and the others.
After waving for them to rise, Ding Ling accepted them as well.
Then the group continued toward the third level.
This level.
There were quite a few corpses of minor demons here. It seemed that Zhi Qiu Yiye and the others had achieved some results.
Likewise.
There were also quite a few famous Tang generals on this level.
Ding Ling rescued them one by one.
These famous Tang generals also followed Yue Fei and the others' example, saluting Ding Ling and bowing to him.
Moreover, quite a few of them were familiar faces.
Cheng Yaojin, Qin Qiong, Yuchi Gong...
Of course.
Other than having the same names, these generals only resembled the ones Ding Ling had met in terms of appearance, height, and bearing. They were similar in only one or two aspects.
As for their martial arts, they were completely different.
It could only be said that.
The historical development of every world was broadly similar.
A batch after batch of people with the same names and surnames would be born, even sharing identical positions in history.
But these people were born in different planes. Thus, in essence, they were not the same person.
Just like Diao Chan and "Diao Chan"—they were not the same person.
Ding Ling was most familiar with Diao Chan, so he naturally understood the principle.
Some people, however, did not know this.
Thus, when they saw Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Gong, their expressions became rather complicated.
Cheng Yaojin had been killed by Zhang He in the Lower Realm.
Yuchi Gong had been hammered to death by Ding Ling with a single blow, and had died a terrible death.
"Let's keep moving."
Ding Ling did not dwell on it. After