Chapter 497: Entering the Ghost Realm Fortress

Inside the scarlet sedan chair, the light was dim and unclear.

Hua Changxi sat in it, the red dress on her body, which was no different from Lady Chi Yan's, looked exceptionally bewitching, but it made her face look even paler, without a trace of blood.

She lowered her eyelids, staring at the pitch-black bell in her palm.

Recalling the scene she had just experienced in the stone forest still made her feel lingering fear.

Under the continuous hacking of the black broken blade, the ghost body of the female ghost in red finally shattered. But she didn't expect that beneath the broken ghost body, there was a fierce soul (primordial spirit) lurking.

Without her noticing, that soul actually attacked her sea of consciousness directly.

If it were anyone else, they might have already been possessed by the female ghost in red.

Unfortunately, she happened to be the one.

There was a Shennong Cauldron in her sea of consciousness, and as soon as that soul broke into the sea of consciousness, it was suppressed by the Shennong Cauldron.

This was just the beginning.

In her sea of consciousness, there were also tokens of the six great blessed lands: Lingguang Hall, Karma Fire Terrace, Nine Heavens Fire Spring, Lihuo Cliff, Zhurong Tomb, and Wutong Forest.

The moment the female ghost in red's soul invaded the sea of consciousness, the six great tokens seemed to be stimulated, simultaneously erupting with earth-shattering, scorching firelight.

That soul didn't even have time to let out a scream before it was refined into nothingness by these six layers of firelight in an instant.

This was an overwhelming victory!

But Hua Changxi couldn't be happy.

She hadn't opened her Spirit Platform yet, and her sea of consciousness was still in a chaotic, primitive state, extremely fragile. Although the external enemy was wiped out, the violent impact still rampaged in her sea of consciousness like a raging tide.

At this moment, her head felt as if it were about to explode, and the pain was so intense she almost couldn't bear it.

Hua Changxi endured the excruciating pain that almost tore her consciousness apart, took out the Night-Glowing Cup, and began to absorb the Soul River water.

With the replenishment of soul power, the shaking of the sea of consciousness gradually subsided.

Not until she could no longer absorb soul power did she put away the Night-Glowing Cup, slowly close her eyes, and begin to rest her mind.

Although her sea of consciousness had been invaded, the harvest was gratifying.

As the female ghost in red's soul completely dissipated, all the information of the female ghost's life flooded into her mind.

The female ghost in red was the master of Ghost Nightmare Village—Lady Chi Yan.

Lady Chi Yan was famous in the Ghost Domain for two great skills, and even other tribes in the Nine Nether were wary of her—one was the Nightmare Art; the other was the Nightmare Bell.

The Nightmare Art was domineering and strange; it could weave illusory and confusing dreams, inducing people to voluntarily indulge in them; it could also silently invade others' dreams and take their lives in their sleep.

And the Nightmare Bell was an excellent magic weapon for controlling spirits.

When the bell rang, it was the moment when the spirit was controlled, and it was also the moment when the nightmare descended.

Just now, Hua Changxi had used the sound of this Nightmare Bell to instantly control the entire procession and took the opportunity to cast the Soul Control Art, quietly altering their memories.

At this moment, for all the Ghost Clan members in this procession, she was their supreme master—Lady Chi Yan of Ghost Nightmare Village.

In addition, after reading Lady Chi Yan's memories, she also knew that the obscure and difficult Ghost Clan language she had heard before was not a language unique to the Ghost Clan, but the common language of the Nine Nether—the Netherworld Language.

Now, Hua Changxi, who had "experienced" Lady Chi Yan's life, was no longer a stranger to the Netherworld Language. Speaking it might still have some obstacles, but listening to it was no longer difficult.

The ear-piercing suona music circled over the eerie North Chengmenkou of the Ghost Realm Fortress and finally landed slowly.

Lady Chi Yan's iconic scarlet sedan chair also stopped at the city gate.

In the past, there was no strict inspection when entering or leaving the city gate, and the Ghost Clan could enter and leave quite freely.

However, at this moment, the city gate was a different scene.

On the city wall, ghost soldiers stood with spears, their oil-green eyes flickering under the shadows of their helmets, scanning below vigilantly.

At the city gate, a ghost general held an ancient black mirror, the mirror surface flowing with pitch-black ghost energy, and every Ghost Clan member entering or leaving had to stop in front of the mirror.

Hua Changxi sat in the sedan, quietly watching the scene through the gap in the scarlet sedan curtain.

Through Lady Chi Yan's memories, she knew that the black mirror was called the Soul-Chasing Mirror—the mirror surface was filled with churning fog, which could instantly reflect the recent movements of the Ghost Clan.

It seemed that the Ghost Clan was eager to give the Lord of Huang Quan an explanation, even using such a treasure.

The arrival of the scarlet sedan chair naturally attracted the attention of the city gate guards.

A ghost general clad in heavy armor stepped forward quickly, stopping several meters away from the sedan, not daring to get any closer.

He bowed, his tone respectful but with a hint of stiffness: "Welcome, Lady Chi Yan."

The sedan curtain didn't move, and the maid's cold voice sounded first: "My Lady wants to enter the city, why don't you get out of the way?"

The ghost general looked troubled, his voice lowered even more: "Lady Chi Yan, please forgive me, Ghost Commander Soul Hunt has ordered that any Ghost Clan member entering or leaving the North Chengmenkou must pass in front of the Soul-Chasing Mirror to verify their tracks."

"Verify tracks?"

The maid's voice suddenly rose, carrying undisguised anger: "Open your dog eyes and see clearly, the one sitting in the sedan is Lady Chi Yan!"

"What is Soul Hunt, to dare to give orders to my Lady?"

"Do you want him to deal with you personally, or do you want us to cripple you now and then go settle the account with him?"

The ghost general trembled all over, his head lowered as much as it could be. Just as he was caught in a dilemma, a black figure suddenly fell from the city wall.

"You bastard, what are you still doing? Get out of the way and welcome my Lady into the city!"

The person who came was Ghost Commander Soul Hunt.

Soul Hunt looked at the scarlet sedan chair, bowed slightly, his tone respectful: "My Lady, please forgive me, it is the subordinates who are ignorant. Please enter the city."

The ghost general was like receiving an amnesty, retreating to the side quickly.

Ghost Commander Soul Hunt stepped aside to clear the path, but his eyes remained lowered, not daring to look directly into the sedan.

"Let this be the last time."

The maid snorted coldly, glared fiercely at the ghost general, and then raised her chin, following the scarlet sedan chair into the city.

From beginning to end, the person in the sedan didn't say a word. Regarding this, neither the city gate ghost soldiers nor the Ghost Clan members waiting to enter the city dared to have any complaints.

At the same time, a thousand meters away from the city gate, Chu Junyi and the other four watched the city gate with serious expressions.

"Boss, how do we get into the city?"

"The black mirror in the hands of the Ghost Clan is not ordinary. If we just go over like this, we will definitely be discovered."

Chu Junyi pondered for a moment and said: "Since the red sedan procession from before could avoid inspection, others can too."

"We will wait here for the next big Ghost Clan figure who also doesn't accept inspection, and then find a way to blend into their accompanying procession."

The red sedan procession passed through the thick city gate, and there was no more grey fog in the air, and the view became suddenly clear.

Hua Changxi looked at the scene inside the Ghost Realm Fortress, and a hint of undisguised shock appeared in her eyes.

This was not a city; its scale was so grand that it was like an independent small world.

The scene inside the city was bizarre, with blue-black streets crisscrossing, and buildings lined up on both sides, layer upon layer.

Low ghost houses were close to the ground, while towering towers pierced through the darkness like sharp swords, layer upon layer, stabbing into the firmament, casting large, eerie shadows under the illumination of the oil-green ghost fire.

Among them, what surprised her most were the islands floating in mid-air.

Those huge land masses floated high in the sky, defying common sense.

On the islands, palaces and pavilions stood in great numbers, with pavilions and towers scattered, brightly lit, like palaces in the sky.

Ghost shadows flickered, shuttling back and forth on those floating islands, forming a lively yet eerie picture. ===== CHAPTER 498 =====