Chapter 362: First Sight of a Ghost

"Russian Emperor, what do you mean by this? It is well known that the soul power of our human race is too weak to advance to Martial God."

Many people asked.

The Russian Emperor smiled: "Everyone, don't be impatient, let me explain to everyone."

He raised his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet: "I have already persuaded the Three-Eyed Blue Blood Race; they are willing to contribute their clan's soul refining method, named Transformation Technique! This technique has a very good effect; I have practiced it for several months, and my soul power has increased by nearly ten percent!"

The crowd below was in an uproar again.

You must know that the Russian Emperor is at the Martial Saint realm; increasing soul power by ten percent in a few months is enough to see the terror of this soul refining method.

"Can we learn this technique?" Everyone asked one after another.

"Yes!" The one who spoke was a Three-Eyed Blue Blood Race member.

This person walked onto the stage.

"Friends of the human race, I am the current Great Elder of the Three-Eyed Blue Blood Race; my name is Geluote."

His momentum was released, and the terrifying pressure spread, causing everyone to exclaim.

"So strong! I'm afraid it's Martial Saint Peak!"

Geluote continued: "I know many of you have concerns, feeling that our clan has hidden for so many years, why choose to appear at this moment.

Today, I will be unreserved; I will not hide anything from you all. We bring full sincerity.

In fact, the energy of our clan underground is nearly exhausted, and the remaining energy is not enough to support our clan's survival for ten years, and various signs indicate that the Beast Worship Cult has already investigated our hiding place, and they are gathering strength to eradicate our clan!

I believe the human race also hates the Beast Worship Cult and fears the Ghost Race.

Our clan has the experience of fighting the Ghost Race; we are willing to cooperate sincerely with the human race. Our clan can offer all the soul cultivation techniques to help everyone present break through to the Martial God realm."

"Then what are your conditions?" Ye Wentian suddenly asked; he didn't believe the Three-Eyed Blue Blood Race was so kind.

Geluote did not hide it at all and said: "We need energy, we need food, we need a place where we can move freely on the ground!"

The crowd was in an uproar again, clearly the last request was what the other party really wanted.

But letting another intelligent species appear on the surface was something humans found difficult to accept.

Geluote continued: "Our clan has no other intentions; you all don't know, our Three-Eyed Blue Blood Race are surface creatures after all, living underground all year round, never seeing sunlight, the mortality rate of many newly born clan members is as high as thirty percent, and many clan members are born disabled, so we need a piece of land.

Our clan is willing to sign a permanent peaceful coexistence treaty with your race, never infringing on your interests, and is willing to fully assist the human race in resisting the Ghost Race!"

To the side, the Russian Emperor took over the conversation and said: "This is also the reason for inviting you all here, using a piece of land to exchange for the full assistance of the Three-Eyed Blue Blood Race; I think it's not a loss. But, which place should be divided to this clan, everyone can speak freely, express opinions, and discuss it."

"Russian Emperor, I see your Russia is so concerned, why not divide a piece of land from your Russia to the Three-Eyed Blue Blood Race." A US Martial Saint said indifferently.

The Russian Emperor said calmly: "If only my country contributes land, it won't be enough to hold the Three-Eyed Blue Blood Race; if your US also gives up half of its territory, it would be possible."

The US Martial Saint snorted coldly and stopped speaking.

The Martial Saints present were not stupid; no one was willing to hand over their own land to others.

Furthermore, letting a powerful alien race live on their own land would make anyone unable to sleep or eat in peace.

Therefore, after discussing back and forth, there was no conclusion.

Seeing that no result could be discussed, the Russian Emperor continued: "How about this, Antarctica is empty; how about giving this piece of land to the Three-Eyed Blue Blood Race?"

"I have no opinion!" The US representative said first.

"I have no opinion either!" Ye Wentian also nodded.

Other countries also expressed recognition one after another.

After all, being able to exchange for the opportunity to achieve Martial God, which Martial Saint could resist the temptation.

"Thank you all!!" Geluote bowed deeply to the crowd.

"Everyone, the Three-Eyed Blue Blood Race has also brought something, let's appreciate it together."

He clapped his palms, and an object wrapped in black cloth was placed on the stage.

Everyone was curious.

Geluote uncovered the black cloth, and a huge glass container appeared before everyone.

The inside of the container was filled with some kind of grayish liquid, and in the liquid was a transparent humanoid creature.

"What kind of creature is this?" Everyone exclaimed.

Geluote said seriously: "Everyone, this is a Ghost!"

"What? This is a Ghost?!" Everyone flew up from their seats, surrounding the stage, observing carefully.

Almost no one in the crowd had seen a Ghost, and the secrets about the Ghost Race were mostly heard from a few older generation Martial Saints.

So everyone was very curious.

This creature's fingers were extremely long and thin, as if without weight, floating back and forth in the glass container, like a ghost!

When everyone was amazed, only Chen Fan frowned deeply.

He had seen this kind of strange creature before, in a memory light cluster obtained after consuming the Other Shore Flower.

Yang Chuchu died blocking a fatal blow for him, and the one who launched the attack was this kind of creature!

Chen Fan's chest heaved violently.

"Could it be that everything was true? Yang Chuchu was killed by the Ghost Race? But isn't what is dreamed of when consuming the Other Shore Flower the past life? Could it be that the Ghost Race and Yang Chuchu both existed in the past life? But this is not logical!"

Chen Fan couldn't figure it out; his breathing became heavier and heavier.

Ye Wentian patted his back gently and asked with concern: "Xiao Fan, are you okay?"

Chen Fan then recovered: "Master, I'm fine."

At this time, the US representative spoke.

"Geluote, can you let it out for us to see?"

Geluote hesitated slightly: "It is possible, but once this thing is released, it is extremely difficult to arrest."

"With so many Martial Saints here, could it still run away?" The one who spoke was a European Union Martial Saint.

"That's right, let it out quickly, let us study it, so we can be prepared when facing them in the future."

Many people in the venue echoed!

"Fine, since that's the case, then I will release it."

Geluote said, opening the glass container.

This Ghost opened its eyes immediately and floated out from the mouth of the glass jar.

The US representative took action first, grabbing at it, but passed directly through its body.

"Hmm? No physical body?" He was startled, and burning flames ignited in his hands, burning toward this Ghost.

However, the other party bathed in the flames, unaffected in the slightest, and its eyes were full of mockery.

It seemed to be saying, your kind of trash means can't hurt me.

The US representative was furious, using all kinds of means and moves, but the result was that they were all useless.

This scene stunned everyone.

Geluote chuckled and said: "This is the terrible thing about the Ghost Race; they have no physical body."

"No physical body? Then how to deal with it?" Everyone asked.

"Must use mental force!"

"Mental force?" The US representative nodded slightly, and his mental force, like a flood pouring out, swept toward this Ghost.

This time his mental force actually touched the other party.

The US representative began to try to increase the output of mental force, trying to crush the other party, but this seemingly weak Ghost was unusually tough.

The US representative's forehead was already bulging with veins, and the other party only revealed a slight look of pain.

To the side, Geluote reminded again: "This friend, it is impossible to crush a Ghost relying on pure mental force."

"Then what should I do?" The US representative frowned and asked.

"You must use soul skills!"

"Soul skills? But I... don't know soul skills!" The US representative's face was extremely ugly.

You must know that soul skills are generally only mastered by mental-type or soul-related ability users.

Other ability users are not unable to learn, but their souls are relatively weak, and the effect after practicing is too weak, so other ability users are unwilling to waste time.

Geluote looked around at the crowd and said: "Everyone, I suggest you all go to learn soul skills from now on, otherwise you will be powerless when facing the Ghost Race in the future."

After speaking, a massive mental force dissipated from the third eye in the center of his brow; the mental force turned into a giant hand, grabbed the Ghost in mid-air, and stuffed it back into the glass tube.

Everyone looked at each other, all shocked by the peculiarity of the Ghost.

And at this time, only Chen Fan noticed other problems.

He couldn't help but ask: "Hello, I want to ask, why didn't this Ghost try to escape just now?" ===== CHAPTER 363 =====