Chapter 500: Ji Wushuang, Dumbfounded

Standing far away, looking at Dao Yi Sect's Spirit City, Ji Wushuang's eyes were full of smiles.

Just then, the Xiǎnyǐng zhèn pán lit up; upon connecting, he saw it was Su Luoxing contacting him.

He had been keeping an eye on the situation in Ghost Valley, and Su Luoxing came specially to inquire.

"How is it?"

Hearing that, Ji Wushuang spoke with a confident smile.

"Rest assured, everything is under control; after this battle, Dao Yi Sect can change its sect master."

Ji Wushuang still hadn't realized anything was wrong; hearing that, Su Luoxing also nodded with a smile.

"Then that's good; I will help you bear part of the support from Dao Yi Sect."

"Haha, that's good, I am currently................"

Originally it was a loud, exuberant laugh, but before the laughter could fade, the smile on his face completely froze.

Because he saw that, before the Huang Ji Sect's forces had even reached the Spirit City of Dao Yi Sect, formation after formation rose up.

Most of the Huang Ji Sect's strong cultivators were directly enveloped by the formations.

If they were ordinary formations, it would be fine, but damn it, every single one of them was a ninth‑level formation.

"Where did these formations come from?"

His face changed drastically, and Su Luoxing, seeing all this through the light curtain, also instantly felt something was wrong and hurriedly asked.

"What's wrong?"

But Ji Wushuang certainly had no mood to reply to him now, for as the formations appeared, what he saw next was one Ghost King after another appearing.

This in itself isn't a problem; the only thing is, why do these ghostly things, upon appearing, attack his Huang Ji Sect?

"Damn it, why?"

"What why?"

Ji Wushuang gritted his teeth, Su Luoxing was anxious—what on earth is going on?

The situation changed too fast; Ji Wushuang didn't even have a moment to react.

With the appearance of the many Ghost Kings, plus the Four Peaks disciples of Dao Yi Sect, the Huang Ji Sect was instantly caught off guard.

Those four Holy Ones of the Huang Ji Sect, facing the Ghost Kings' assault, each struck out to resist while still filled with doubt.

"Have these evil spirits gone mad?"

"Why have they appeared here?"

"That's not the point, okay—why are they attacking us?"

"Are you sick? Go deal with Dao Yi Sect instead."

"We're allies—why hit us?"

However, facing the Huang Ji Sect Holy Ones' roars, the Ghost Kings showed no intention of yielding; they relentlessly pursued and unleashed a fierce barrage.

There was a problem—Ji Wushuang, still far away and not yet able to act, saw this scene and quickly calmed down from his shock.

His gaze locked firmly on the battlefield, while Su Luoxing on the other side of the Formation Light Curtain was anxiously shouting.

"What's wrong? Why don't you speak?"

"Have you gone mute?"

Just now he was laughing arrogantly, and now he says nothing—what is he up to?

But Ji Wushuang now obviously has no time to attend to Su Luoxing.

And just as he was thinking of a countermeasure, Zhang Tianzhen, Capture Dragon, and Mo Yun appeared together.

"Hehe, Ji Wushuang, you can't escape this time, can you?"

As soon as he appeared, Mo Yun let out a strange, grating laugh; seeing this, Ji Wushuang's eyes flashed with a hint of fear.

"Zhang Tianzhen and the three of them are also here?"

"Have you teamed up with Ghost Valley?"

His face turned extremely grim; the Ghost Kings of Ghost Valley, without hesitation, attacked their Huang Ji Sect, and now Zhang Tianzhen and the three of them have appeared here as well.............

Hearing that, Mo Yun laughed.

"Only now have you realized it—you're also stupid enough."

"You............"

"Cut the nonsense, fight."

Mo Yun stopped the idle chatter, Zhang Tianzhen urged them to fight, and immediately the three joined forces to attack Ji Wushuang.

"Damn it."

Faced with the three‑person encirclement, Ji Wushuang naturally would not surrender.

Even if he calmly resisted with all his strength, he still quickly fell into a disadvantage.

Fighting one against three was already too taxing, and moreover, Zhang Tianzhen and his companions were clearly well prepared.

The Xiǎnyǐng zhèn pán had already been dropped to the ground in the battle; Su Luoxing couldn't see what was happening at all and could only anxiously curse.

"Damn it, what the hell happened?"

But before he could find an answer, as the aftershock of a strike fell, the Xiǎnyǐng zhèn pán was directly destroyed.

The fighting inside and outside Ghost Valley was intense, though not as intense as imagined; the Huang Ji Sect could be said to have been driven to desperation.

Whether it was the two elders or Ji Wushuang and the other Holy Ones, at this moment they were all in peril.

They wanted to call for reinforcements, but even if they waited for help, it would still take some time.

"Damn it, what on earth is going on?"

Ji Wushuang couldn't figure out why Ghost Valley had suddenly turned traitor, what Dao Yi Sect had given them to make so many Ghost Kings side with them.

He felt increasingly strained, and at the same time, within the Huang Ji Sect, they also received Ji Wushuang's distress signal.

Inside the main hall, as the Grand Elder of the Huang Ji Sect, he looked at the junior disciples below, his expression complex as he spoke.

"The Sect Master has sent a distress signal."

"How could this be? Weren't all arrangements made?"

"Exactly, with Ghost Valley helping, why would they still need to call for aid?"

"Could Ghost Valley be refusing to act? After giving them so many benefits, do they just want to sit back and watch the tigers fight?"

"I don't know either."

Because the situation was critical, Ji Wushuang had no time to explain; he simply sent out a distress signal.

Thus, those inside the Huang Ji Sect are completely unaware of what happened in Ghost Valley.

"Alright, let's not talk about that; saving lives is urgent."

"Yes, we will set out now."

I can't understand; the plan was fine, so how did it suddenly turn into Ji Wushuang and them calling for help? It's utterly absurd.

But no matter the situation, since Ji Wushuang has sent a distress signal, we must definitely go to rescue them.

Immediately, the remaining Saints of the Huang Ji Sect, along with the Elders, all rushed swiftly toward Ghost Valley.

The Saints are a bit faster, but even from the Huang Ji Sect to Ghost Valley, it takes at least half a Shíchén.

We can only hope that Ji Wushuang and the others can hold on.

Having rushed here in haste, Ji Wushuang's current situation is already quite dire.

Facing the siege of three Saints, even if Ji Wushuang fought to the death, he could not change anything.

"Ji Wushuang, you should just kill yourself; out of respect for our past acquaintance, I'll leave you a whole corpse."

"You..........."

Hearing Mo Yun's words, Ji Wushuang flew into a rage; as the Sect Master of the Huang Ji Sect, how could he possibly commit suicide?

"Sigh, you were given a chance but you didn't seize it; don't blame us then."

Seeing that Ji Wushuang had no intention of suicide at all, Mo Yun wore a regretful expression, which made Ji Wushuang's anger flare.

And just then, being distracted by Mo Yun's words, he momentarily lost focus, giving Capture Dragon an opening to seize him.

A tall, sturdy figure appeared behind Ji Wushuang at some point, grabbed his shoulder in one motion, and locked him down with a hold; seeing this, Zhang Tianzhen likewise hesitated not, throwing out several Formation Disks.

"Junior Brother, great move—strike quickly."

Capture Dragon shouted, and Mo Yun also pointed a finger, sending black Línglì straight toward Ji Wushuang.

There was no way to dodge; facing Mo Yun's attack, Ji Wushuang's heart turned to dead ash.