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Sacrifices were offered, and candle flames flickered.

The Spirit Emperor personally controlled the incense-fire breath of the dragon-patterned faith incense, melding it with the yin qi and dragon qi of the ghosts and gods to form clusters of incense clouds. The ghosts and gods gave their all as well, drawing the Killing Intent and filthy malice from the Yellow Springs into the incense clouds.

As mist drifted and rose, a ghost dragon formed of incense fog coiled above the altar, letting out a soundless roar.

The ghost dragon was formed from the power of incense offerings, yin qi, and dragon qi. It was born with a sacred aura, its eyes golden and its entire body radiant and profound. Majestic and extraordinary, it seemed like an innate divinity.

The Spirit Emperor did not even look at the ghost dragon. With a sweep of both hands, surging ghost qi churned, and immense amounts of ghost qi likewise poured forth from the thousands upon thousands of ghosts and gods behind him. Vast ghost qi billowed into boundless yin clouds that coiled above the altar. As the yin clouds rolled and ghost qi grew grim, ten thousand ghosts wailed in an instant, and yin balefulness stirred in unison.

In that instant, accompanied by the tremor of yin lightning, the ghost dragon formed from incense mist danced through the sinister ghost qi, while an indescribable fragrance continuously spread in all directions.

It was the scent of mortal incense offerings and Netherworld spiritual qi—the most fatal temptation to Netherworld ghosts.

Within the Netherworld, there were not only ghost cities. Countless bewildered, masterless ghosts also wandered through the endless ghostly wilds.

These foolish, crazed ghosts either became evil entities or scattered themselves between heaven and earth. They were not accepted by the ghost cities, all of them