Chapter 1113: Ghost-Slaying Brigade

In a gloomy valley permeated with a chilling aura, on the trunk of a tree, a grey-white eye pupil suddenly appeared in a bizarre manner, and then a grey-white airflow flowed out from the eye pupil, merging with the surrounding tree trunk, gradually forming a face.

Then the face broke free from the restraints of the tree trunk, and as the grey-white airflow intertwined, it transformed into a human figure.

That human figure was somewhat strange; his body seemed to be formed from grey-white wood, stiff and icy cold, and on his face were engraved rings of patterns, like the grain of a tree.

His expression was also extremely stiff; only that pair of grey-white eye pupils emanated a chilling aura.

And on his back, he carried a black coffin, and at the seams of the coffin, there seemed to be a chilling aura flowing, and one could faintly see something bizarre and twisted flash within.

After this person appeared, his gaze was cast toward the shadowy depths of the valley, and he said: "The teams from the Heavenly Yuan Ancient Academy and the Holy Light Ancient Academy have already gathered together; it seems there are some people with considerable abilities among them."

A sound came from the shadows, as if twisted shadows were stirring, and the next moment, several figures walked out from within.

There were roughly seven or eight figures, of varying heights, but without exception, on their backs, each carried a black coffin emanating an endless chilling aura.

Only the person in the center had a thin, skeletal frame, and the coffin on his back was of a blood-red color, as if cast from fresh blood; the coffin lid trembled faintly and continuously, as if something extremely terrifying were hidden within.

His eyes were also quite bizarre—one was pitch-black with no whites, while the other was as red as a pool of blood, giving one a hair-raising feeling.

"The clash between the two great ancient academies and the Living Ghost Skin Yu, this is a rare grand event. Our 'Ghost-Slaying Brigade' has just arrived in time to join the excitement." The hoarse voice of the man carrying the blood coffin echoed through the gloomy valley.

"Let them fight first. Those 'Evil Yao Brigade' fellows are not easy to deal with either. Let's be the fisherman for now and see if we can take all. After all, whether it's the 'Evil Yao Brigade' or the prodigies of these two great ancient academies, they are all top-quality ingredients."

As he spoke, a look of longing surfaced on his face, and he reached out his palm to caress the blood-red coffin on his back; the cold, chilly touch caused a sinister smile to curl at the corner of his mouth.

He gently patted the coffin lid and muttered to himself in a doting tone.

"No rush, no rush, I will definitely let baby eat its fill."

Then the blood coffin man glanced at the number of people on his side, frowned, and said: "A bit too few. To be safe, we still need to prepare more thoroughly. Black Wood, have you sent out the summons?"

Black Wood was precisely the man who had earlier emerged from that tree trunk. He replied: "The message was sent out, but for now there are only us nearby. Some of the other Ghost-Slaying Brigade members seem to have been summoned away by someone first."

The blood coffin man's brow furrowed, and he said: "By whom? Other blood coffin people?"

"It seems they were summoned away by that 'Green Snake.'"

"Green Snake?"

Hearing this name, the blood coffin man's face instantly turned gloomy, and he said in a chilling tone: "That woman is nothing but an outsider. When has it ever been my 'Ghost-Slaying Brigade's' turn to be summoned by her?"

"My lord really thinks too highly of her! If it weren't for my lord's protection, I would have long treated her as food and fed my baby!"

The other figures carrying black coffins did not speak, after all, this authority was bestowed by the 'Spirit Eye Nether King,' and they did not have the guts to question it.

In the end, the blood coffin man did not say much more, only that a murderous intent flowed from his pitch-black and blood-red pupils, and then gradually faded away.

This Small Chen Heaven is fraught with danger. If that 'Green Snake' dies here, that would be the best outcome.

This was a mountain forest near a plain, with dim lighting.

And at this moment, somewhere within it, a slender, graceful figure stood on a black rock, a mask on her face, and a green snake staff in her hand.

Her cold, deep gaze shone through beneath the mask, looking toward the distant plain, where countless pale-white banners stood erected; these banners fluttered loudly in the wind, transforming into countless mournful wails that echoed across the boundless sky above this plain.

And in the eyes of this masked woman, those pale-white banners seemed to form some kind of massive maze array, completely shrouding this heaven and earth.

A contemplative look flashed in the masked woman's eyes. Not far from here, there was a group from the Heavenly Yuan Ancient Academy and the Holy Light Ancient Academy. She wondered if Li Luo would be among them.

Thinking of Li Luo, a ripple appeared in her eyes, and then she lowered her head to look at her own right hand. The pale skin emanated a chilling aura, and beneath the skin, a twisted, snake-like black shadow seemed to flow through the flesh and blood, accompanied by an endless stream of bizarre, murmuring whispers.

These voices were like the temptations of demons, possessing the ability to corrupt hearts, but she remained unmoved, because during the period she had been eroded back then, she had long grown accustomed to such sounds that could drive ordinary people mad.

The pale fingers suddenly clenched. The masked woman glanced behind her, and from the darkness, several figures slowly walked out; their footsteps were heavy, and on their backs, each carried a bizarre black coffin, from which emanated eerie, mournful wails.

They stared at the masked woman's back, their eyes flickering with a cold light.

As if sensing their gaze, the masked woman turned around, extended a slender, fair hand, and a token appeared in her palm. Engraved on the token was an eye that inspired boundless terror.

Seeing this token representing the 'Spirit Eye Nether King,' those black coffin people finally restrained the fierce light in their eyes, gradually bowing their heads in submission.

The masked woman was just about to speak when she suddenly sensed something, and her icy gaze shifted toward the right.

A few breaths later, from behind a large tree there, a fair and cute oval little face popped out.

Then she walked out from behind the tree. She was a young girl wearing black-and-white clothes, a hood over her head, holding a bamboo-tube-like round cup in both hands, with a huge stick hanging on her back.

The girl's temperament was bright and cute, as if radiating light, completely out of place with the gloomy atmosphere here.

But she seemed completely unaware of the danger, holding the bamboo-tube cup with both hands and taking a big gulp, her bright eyes looking at the people before her with a hint of curiosity.

"Who are you? Are you from the Heavenly Yuan Ancient Academy?" she asked crisply.

The mountain forest was silent; no one answered. Everyone, including the masked woman, stared at this oval-faced girl with icy eyes.

"I accidentally got lost. Do you know where my teammates are?" However, the girl was not afraid and continued to ask.

After asking, the girl waved her hand in front of her: "You guys smell really bad."

And the instant her words fell, the figure of a black coffin person bizarrely vanished from the spot. The next moment, from the shadows beside the girl, a pitch-black, twisted, sharp claw pierced through the void like a blade, slashing directly toward the girl's fair face with a tricky and vicious arc.

A cold, eerie aura flowed, as if carrying strange whispers that obscured one's mind.

Boom!

A tremendous roar, and the void seemed to shatter in an instant.

Then, including the masked woman, all the black coffin people saw with focused eyes that the black coffin person who had launched the attack was now sent flying backward; along the way, thick trees were shattered into powder filling the sky, and a ravine a thousand zhang long appeared in this mountain forest.

And the girl who had seemed a bit dazed was now holding a casual pose, her fist thrown out toward the right, with brilliant light-attribute power flowing on her fist.

What a terrifying punch.

She bit the straw, showing her white teeth, and smiled: "Want to fight? I'm not afraid of you."

The other black coffin people present all showed shock in their eyes, because they all knew their companion's strength. Yet even so, in a single exchange, this seemingly extremely cute girl had beaten him flying with one punch.

"She is the chief of the Heavenly Star Court of the Holy Light Ancient Academy, Ning Meng." The masked woman's cold voice echoed through the mountain forest.

"Oh? You know me?"

Ning Meng reached out and grabbed the big stick on her back. As the stick fell, the ground beneath her feet was directly smashed into a deep pit, with cracks spreading outward from the edge of the pit.

She tilted her head slightly, her gaze lingering on the masked woman.

"However..."

"The smell on you really makes me very dislike you."