[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-journey-to-the-end-of-the-night":3,"chapter-journey-to-the-end-of-the-night-journey-to-the-end-of-the-night-chapter-285":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Journey to the End of the Night",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1715388,2193,"Chapter 285 - 285 283 Ghost Artifact","journey-to-the-end-of-the-night-chapter-285",285,"\u003Cp>285: Chapter 283: Ghost Artifact 285: Chapter 283: Ghost Artifact The silver sword, which had always been unrivaled, pierced through the body of Ghost like light through fog, stirring up a puff of black breath and embedding itself deeply into the wall without causing any damage to his true essence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword turned out to be ineffective against such Yin ghost beings!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Baili An was surprised, he did not lose his composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the world, there are natural counterbalances; it is impossible for an absolutely invincible weapon to exist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would be rather laughable to pin the outcome of a battle on an unknown sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corners of Ghost’s mouth curled up in a scornful smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you trying to tickle me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kid,” his lethal moves continued unabated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under his command, whether it be one person or a pile of two, it made little difference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cyan dust swirling on the ground suddenly froze into a still image, then scattered in terror in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of splitting the air was intense!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the palm strike enveloped by the dark aura, even the composed Ghost Sword Young Master’s complexion grew more solemn, showing a hint of wariness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He steadied Baili Xianxian in his arms, intending to temporarily withdraw from the fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t that he was afraid to fight, but in Ying Xiu’s eyes, Fang Geyu’s previous sword strike, although dazzling, could be easily repelled with a light feather.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if Ghost stood still and took the sword strike head-on, it was doubtful it would cause him any substantial harm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Baili An, he seemed so weak that one couldn’t help but feel pity and helplessly shake their head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How did these two juniors at the opening realm manage to sneak into the Inner City?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They are like newborn calves not fearing tigers, daring to trespass on Ghost’s territory so recklessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the young man and woman present, they would only burden his ensuing fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ghost was no ordinary adversary, and with great responsibilities, he naturally would not disturb his plans and composure for two unrelated individuals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However cruel it sounded, that was the harsh reality of the world at this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, to his slight surprise, the youth who appeared from nowhere faced Ghost, notorious for his cruelty, without showing the slightest hint of cowardice or retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After his light sword strike failed to harm, the young man still stood guard in front of the girl, showing commendable courage and character.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a pity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ying Xiu had not yet time to sigh in his heart when the hand of death was already coming down on Baili An.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the palm could strike, the young man would be dead!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baili An had no weapon in hand, no shield to bear this attack, which was enough to shatter one’s soul; he was like an ant under the feet of a giant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baili Xianxian, gravely injured, could no longer speak but could only show a look of sorrow, staring at the stunned Fang Geyu behind the young man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, the two who should have been dead were not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The green dust splattered, and Baili An’s empty hands assumed a defensive posture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Between his thumbs, a trace of light like a firefly leaping from the green leaves by a lotus pond at night flickered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A huge and ancient…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>coffin lid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It appeared before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His slender and steady fingers supported the reverse side of the lid—the coffin that had accompanied him in his slumber and shielded him from a millennium of storms reappeared before him, defending him from the tempest-like calamity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The palm strike of Ghost, infused with endless Yin and vicious energy, landed heavily onto the coffin lid, painted with the golden image of the Divine Beast Vermilion Bird.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something unimaginable happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where one would expect the sound of flesh tearing and bones shattering, none occurred; no violent noise was made.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The furious palm strike was as if hitting the vast ocean, only producing a deep, resounding thump before quickly returning to a deathly silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The palm, resting against the cold coffin, felt as cold as ice floating up from the Nine Nethers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Fierce Ghost, dead for three millennia and accustomed to the cold, couldn’t help but tremble at this chill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thick black breath swirling around the palm dissipated rapidly, as if plunging into a dark, deep sea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ying Xiu’s complexion turned to astonishment, his gaze fixed on the Vermilion Bird mark on the lid, and his eyes narrowed in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ghost’s expression took a sudden turn; he could not have anticipated that the two youngsters would bring out such bizarre weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be that with the upcoming ordeal, the noble sons and daughters of the Immortal Sect forces had been attracted here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sneered, delighting in tormenting these nobles from the Immortal Sects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes filled with murderous intent, his right hand pressed against the coffin lid without exerting force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That previous palm strike, though enraged, was only a fraction of his strength against the juniors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a piercing howl erupted from his crimson lips, his right hand’s back swelled with terrifying and monstrous tendons, his pitch-black nails growing a foot long, scratching five pale and sharp claw marks on the surface of the coffin lid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His left hand turned into a sword finger, piercing through his sleeve, and as his body tilted, the yellow-skinned drum beside him merged into a phantom, entering into another small drum at his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two drums merged; the drumskin, thin as cicada wings, yellow in color, transformed into a thick layer as dark and dreadful as stained blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a gentle touch of the sword finger on the thick drumskin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, he did not hold back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The force hidden within the ghost artifact for over a century burst forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drums doubled in power, one for capturing souls used by corpses, and the one at his waist was for directly controlling ghosts and killing people!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In terms of individual drums, both were considered Mid-grade ghost artifacts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now united as one, their power was on the brink of top-grade ghost artifact level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, the expression on Ghost Sword Young Master Ying Xiu’s face became more than solemn—he lowered his head, looked at the pale Baili Xianxian, and said in a heavy voice, “We must leave this place as soon as possible.”In the hearts of the people, Ghost had been a fierce ghost for three thousand years, officially entering the Ghost Path and becoming a demonic being.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he was born in Central Netherworld, the only heir of the Imperial Empress of the You Dynasty, with a noble birthright and countless authorities unknown to others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There are countless cultivators in the Mortal World, and those who cross tribulations are known to the heavens through thunderclouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Ghost Path cultivators are quite different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any who cross tribulations through the Ghost Path, whether they become an Immortal or a demon, are recorded in the Yin Scroll of Central Netherworld.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only ones with the privilege to browse the Yin Scroll at will, besides the Empress Ying Ji, are him, looking over the entirety of Central Netherworld.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Ying Xiu’s purpose in coming to Xianling City was Ghost Mountain, and the most fearsome Fierce Ghost within it was Ghost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving Central Netherworld, he had to ensure he investigated Ghost’s records thoroughly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the Yin Scroll, he learned that Ghost had a fearsome reputation, but his strength was far from the realm of crossing tribulations, at most on par with Ying Xiu, also at the Chengling realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ying Xiu’s body carried a unique Royal Blood, inheriting the strongest ghost cultivation talent from his mother, unrivaled in the current world.\u003C\u002Fp>",1291,"2026-06-06T15:16:24.480Z",1,"novelbin.me","3f927148cbb374d4d6baff05c23ccef0fb9467e974b06015018ee37f122497e9","journey-to-the-end-of-the-night-chapter-286","journey-to-the-end-of-the-night-chapter-284",1594,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fjourney-to-the-end-of-the-night-cover.jpg"]