Chapter 472: Zhuge Ghost?

"The Yin Gui Sect's scheming is really good: Shadow Grand Elder, Yin Killer Holy Son, and the Holy Maiden."

"Internal conflicts keep arising; once these people fight, it'll definitely be a sight to see."

In the shadows, Mu Longhao watched this scene.

Mu Longhao hid underground, watching everything clearly.

He also heard their words perfectly.

"Ghost King? The Shadow Grand Elder's ambition is huge; a Ghost King isn't easy to cultivate. It requires massive resources, extremely strict conditions, and the practitioner's talent must be top‑notch, a person of Yin blood. Moreover, a place rich in Yin qi is needed, combined with Formation and various resentments, only then is there any chance."

The chance is not high.

In the sealed world, Ghost Kings are not allowed to exist.

Ghost King is not merely a title; they are a conglomerate of ghost qi, a collection of resentment, inherently powerful.

No matter the type of Ghost King, once they are given flesh‑and‑blood resentment, their cultivation speed will increase rapidly.

This acceleration surpasses their countless years of arduous cultivation, and in the early stages a Ghost King's cultivation has no limits or shackles; with enough ghost qi, they can break through at any time.

The sealed world does not permit such monsters to exist, as they severely disrupt the world's balance.

All humans within the sealed world are insufficient for a Ghost King to devour; you can imagine how terrifying that is.

Even in their world, the birth of a Ghost King can cause a huge commotion, drawing many to surround and slay it; the emergence of a Ghost King means the Ghost King itself is a treasure—once obtained and slightly controlled, it becomes a decent puppet.

An unconscious Ghost King is excellent material for forging a duplicate, with extremely high growth potential.

Those who forge Ghost Kings will not permit them to retain consciousness.

And here, there is also a method to forge Ghost Kings; Mu Longhao wants to see—if he swallows this Ghost King, wouldn't that be…?

"Tsk tsk, Ghost King, I haven't eaten one yet; I wonder if eating a Ghost King would let me undergo metamorphosis again?"

Mu Longhao is eager; his Demon King bloodline has reached its limit, and improving is difficult.

Raising the purity of the bloodline is not a matter of a single day, but a prolonged refinement.

In this battle, regarding their scheming, Mu Longhao will not intervene; he only needs to act when the fruit ripens.

The fruit—he has his eyes on it.

In the distance.

Tianlian Zhenren and two others stared here, each holding a sword, without approaching the area.

Tianlong Daoist squinted, watching the rising ghost qi.

"Ghost qi, the aura of the Yin Gui Sect."

"This little mouse still dares to appear in… Wangdu."

Tianjian Daoist coldly said, "Hmph, the Yin Gui Sect's little mouse, must be killed."

Tianlian Zhenren reached out, "Senior brothers, don't be hasty; there seems to be a problem ahead."

Tianlong Daoist and Tianjian Daoist looked at Tianlian Zhenren, and both halted.

"Junior sister Tianlian, what did you see?"

Tianlong Daoist trusts Tianlian Zhenren's perception; this junior sister's perception is the strongest.

Her ability to seek fortune and avoid disaster is also her hallmark skill; each time she can turn danger into safety.

For example, the last time, and every previous time, following junior sister Tianlian guarantees no danger.

This time, when the junior sister speaks, they naturally cannot ignore her.

"I don't know, I just feel that side is very dangerous."

"We should not intervene for now."

Tianlian Zhenren stared ahead, seeing several strands of ghost qi; the Yin Gui Sect members who fight are not simple.

The Yin Gui Sect members themselves aren't scary; what's frightening are the people hidden in the shadows.

Tianlian Zhenren is searching; Tianlong Daoist and Tianjian Daoist sensed the junior sister's anomaly, emitting Spiritual Sense to locate others.

Here, besides them, there are probably others.

After checking for a while, they saw no one.

"Strange."

Tianlian Zhenren frowned, "I clearly sense a deep malice, yet couldn't find it. Could it be my illusion?"

Murmurs were faint; Tianlong Daoist and Tianjian Daoist intensified their Spiritual Sense search, yet found no dangerous person.

The two exchanged glances, emitted Technique, and began sweeping the surroundings.

After sweeping around, they found nothing.

Looking up at the sky, there was none.

"Junior sister, underground."

Tianlian Zhenren heard this, lowered his head, and looked at the ground.

His eyes pierced the ground, continuously descending.

Underground, Mu Longhao sensed a Technique, and swiftly dove down.

"It's this aura; we've found him."

"Senior brother, there's something underground."

Tianlong Daoist and Tianjian Daoist heard this, their faces turned grim.

Fortunately they hadn't acted impulsively earlier; the junior sister's perception is powerful, and regarding malice detection, Tianlian Zhenren surpasses them.

"Chase?"

The two looked at Tianlian Zhenren, awaiting the junior sister's nod.

Tianlian Zhenren shook his head, "Don't chase; underground is not our territory, beware of traps."

"That person hides underground; clearly, they excel at subterranean combat."

The terrain is not on their side; it's not advisable to take risks.

The Heavenly Dragon Daoist and the Heavenly Sword Daoist nodded; they are not fools, naturally knowing the danger underground.

The three stood in place, neither approaching nor pursuing.

Ghostly qi, suddenly erupted.

A powerful fluctuation drew the attention of the three.

They exchanged a glance, coldly smiling: "The Shadow Grand Elder and the Yin Killer Holy Son are fighting."

Inside the formation.

Zhuge Ruolan waited for the best opportunity, then she began her action.

Concealing her aura, using ghostly qi, she simulated herself.

A completely new self appeared before her, the main body, covered in ghostly qi, becoming another... a ghost.

The auras of the two underwent a change.

"Elder brother, little sister has arrived."

A mere formation—she saw through it in a few moves.

The Shadow Grand Elder's formation cannot compare to Chen Chuyang's; the gap is too great.

Seeing through the essence at a glance, finding the core, she could leave silently.

Having passed through the formation, he sank into the underground, walking straight ahead.

Following the underground aura, she quickly left the location of the formation, as well as the battlefield of the Grand Elder and the Yin Killer Holy Son.

"Elder brother, where are you?"

Zhuge Ruolan dared not release her spiritual sense to search; she could only go by her feeling.

The yin qi grew increasingly dense; she headed forward.

She arrived at a mountain, an inconspicuous peak.

Behind the peak, what is hidden?

Zhuge Ruolan swiftly went behind, pressing deeper; behind the peak there was another small slope, an unremarkable slope, nothing at all—no plants, no trees, just a bald expanse, nothing.

"This place?"

"Is this elder brother's aura?"

"Elder brother is right here; I have found him."

Zhuge Ruolan's heart was thrilled; she quickly suppressed her excitement, sneaked underground, and encountered a formation.

Guarding what's inside, Zhuge Ruolan grew ever more convinced that her elder brother was inside.

"Elder brother, little sister has arrived."