At this moment.
Not only Ghost City, but even outside Great River Market, countless independent cultivators struggling for their livelihoods were all alarmed.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked fearfully toward Great River Ghost City.
Birds wailed as they fled through the sky.
Beasts fled desperately across the ground.
Within Fallen Phoenix Mountain, great swathes of rock collapsed.
A colossal body struggled to rise from the depths underground.
Within the Ghost Domain, endless Yin Qi, ghost qi, and Baleful Qi surged toward him.
They filled his somewhat illusory body, making it ever more solid.
His low, heavy breaths rumbled like thunder.
This was not some feeble Ghost King who had been suppressed for centuries and worn down until he was barely clinging to life.
This was a powerful Ghost King who had only just awakened and was in the newborn stage.
When he had been alive, he had been a Jade Cauldron Sword Cultivator renowned for his battle prowess!
Rumble...
A tremendous crash rang out.
Luo Chen instinctively turned his head.
Fallen Phoenix Mountain, which had accompanied him for three years, shattered with a deafening roar.
A body entwined in black and gold knelt halfway within the depths of the Earth Vein, attempting to slowly rise.
At that very instant.
A sword cry rang out from the void.
A strange sight appeared.
Above Fallen Phoenix Mountain, a Profound Yellow Cauldron slowly emerged.
A heavy greatsword stood planted in the center of the cauldron like a stick of incense.
And that cauldron happened to hover directly above Pang Renxiong's body.
Was it suppressing him?
"Sword Cauldron Resonance... Linghu Yong... You deserve to die, die!!!"
A mournful, grief-stricken voice came intermittently from the ghostly body.
It sounded like weeping and pleading, like a cry and a roar.
Amid the Sword