Great Demon King Ning is Here

Old Ghost quickly circulated the Ghost God True Scripture, preparing to leap into the air and dodge.

In his panic, he forgot that his calves were already gone.

By the time he realized he hadn't left the ground, it was too late!

Ning Chuan's Meteor Chasing Moon was as swift as a shooting star chasing the moon, bringing death and soul severance to all who saw it. You could see it coming, but you couldn't dodge it.

Old Ghost saw a golden light flash between his thighs, grazing his crotch.

"My thighs are gone too!"

"The very things I prided myself on were almost taken away!"

Old Ghost felt like crying but had no tears. His body plummeted another foot.

This time, he didn't even have thighs to stand on, so naturally, he couldn't stay upright.

With a thump, his upper body crashed to the ground, nearly face-planting!

Old Ghost learned his lesson this time. A ball of black mist suddenly erupted from his body, enveloping him.

With a whoosh, his body shot upwards, disappearing into the back chambers.

This time, he didn't dare linger for a second; his old life was more important.

If that meteor-like attack came again, he'd be finished here!

"Old Ghost, where are you going, old man?"

A bandit, who had just finished kowtowing, happened to see Old Ghost fly into the inner hall.

"I'm tired, I'll rest for a bit. Call me when Ning Chuan arrives!"

Old Ghost turned into the inner hall, but didn't stop. He flew towards the back mountain, without looking back, he entered a deep crevice and a stone chamber on the cliff face, slamming the stone door shut.

He then leaned against the stone door, gasping for air.

"Too terrifying, too terrifying, what on earth was that!"

Old Ghost had brushed past death and was filled with dread.

At this moment, Below Ghost Cry Ridge, Ning Chuan raised his head, a flicker of apprehension in his eyes.

The massive mountain range before him seemed like a colossal ghostly shadow, staring at him menacingly.

Buildings dotted the mountainside, hidden within layers of ghostly mist, resembling countless grotesque demons.

"Little thief, what are you afraid of? With your terrifying strength, you could kill any ghostly creature with a casual swipe!"

"Besides, even bandits dare to live here, what do you have to worry about?"

Hearing Xiao Lian's words, Ning Chuan's eyes lit up, and his heart suddenly cleared.

"Hahahaha... mere ghosts, how could your husband be afraid!"

Ning Chuan let out a hearty laugh, and then he heard countless shouts from the mountain.

"Who? Who dares to cause trouble at Ghost Cry Ridge with the courage of a bear's heart and leopard's gall!"

"Which son of a bitch wants to die? State your name, and I'll send you off for free!"

Swish! Dozens of burly men emerged from the mountain, charging menacingly towards Ning Chuan and Xiao Lian.

These bandits wore different attire, representing all six major mountain strongholds.

Ning Chuan observed that the lowest-ranked among these bandits were Ninth Grade Warriors, while the strongest was a bald man, who had reached Seventh Rank.

His heart rejoiced.

"Good, another wave of Attribute Points!"

Ning Chuan had visited several mountain strongholds in the past few days, only to come up empty and earn no Attribute Points, which had long since depressed him.

The bald man, wielding a pair of short-handled axes, stepped forward, pointing an axe at Ning Chuan's nose.

"So, you're just a young brat.

Whose kid are you? State your name!"

The man was extremely arrogant. His hawk-like eyes scanned Ning Chuan, then suddenly landed on Xiao Lian behind him.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

"What a beautiful young lady, tsk tsk, the masters are in for a treat tonight!"

The bald man swallowed hard, tucking his axes to his waist, and reached out with both hands towards Xiao Lian.

"Little girl, you belong to this master now!"

"Follow me, and I guarantee you'll have pleasure day and night, every moment, every night, hahahaha...!"

The bald man's face contorted into a lewd expression, his mind already conjuring one hundred and eight positions.

As the large hand passed over Ning Chuan and reached for Xiao Lian, Ning Chuan grabbed the bald man's wrist and applied a slight force, shattering the bones.

"Ah!"

The bald man screamed in agony.

His wrist was still held by Ning Chuan, and the piercing pain assaulted his mind, paralyzing him.

"Ah, you little bastard, let go of me! Let go of me!"

"Let go of Boss Zhao!"

The surrounding bandits were shocked and roared in unison, though their hearts pounded, and they were merely putting on a brave front.

Some quick-witted bandits had already turned and fled up the mountain to call for reinforcements.

Boss Zhao was the strongest among them, yet he was subdued in an instant. They immediately lost the courage to resist.

Seeing the bald man in his grasp still spewing vulgarities, Ning Chuan kicked him away. He died upon landing, transforming into Attribute Points.

"Run, the Great Demon King is here!"

"Go call Old Ghost!"

The remaining bandits, all Warriors, recognized Ning Chuan's terrifying strength and knew they couldn't fight him. They immediately thought of the rumors about the Great Demon King and fled in terror, scrambling up the mountain.

"Madam, let's follow them!"

Ning Chuan put an arm around Xiao Lian and activated the Big Dipper Seven Stars Step, chasing the bandits up the mountain.

"Help! The Great Demon King is here!"

The bandits ahead fled for their lives, while Ning Chuan and Xiao Lian followed at a leisurely pace.

The scenery blurred past, and the cries of the bandits ahead faded. In a short while, they arrived near the mountain-waist plaza.

The bandits in the main hall heard the shouts from outside and rushed out in a commotion.

"We're rich, we're rich! So many Attribute Points!"

"There are hundreds of them, all Warriors!"

Most of these Warriors were Eighth Rank Martial Masters, with dozens of Seventh Rank Great Martial Masters, and even some Sixth Rank Grandmasters.

"It seems these are the higher-ups of the six bandit factions, all gathered in one place. Perfect for a clean sweep!"

The Warriors fleeing madly from the foot of the mountain were about to reach the plaza and merge with the bandits coming up the mountain.

Suddenly, a spray of blood erupted from their chests, their vision went black, and they all fell to the ground in unison.

"How dare you!"

"Scoundrel, stop!"

The bandit leaders who had emerged from the main hall were furious. They saw figures flitting across the plaza, and within a few leaps, Ning Chuan was surrounded.

"Boy, who are you to dare kill people in Ghost Cry Ridge?"

"No matter who you are, you will die, and so will your family!"

A hawk-nosed old man stepped out from the crowd and shouted coldly, giving the impression that he would attack if words failed.

This person was a Sixth Rank Martial Grandmaster, the Third Boss of Ghost Cry Ridge, the strongest martial artist present, and the only Sixth Rank Martial Grandmaster.

"Weren't you going to slaughter a demon? I am the Murderous Demon King Ning Chuan you speak of, Ning Chuan, a Squad Leader of the Imperial Guard!"

Ning Chuan said mockingly.

"Stomp, stomp, stomp..."

Hearing Ning Chuan's name, the hawk-nosed old man quickly retreated several steps.

The other bandits were shocked and hastily retreated, widening the encirclement by a third.

The news about Ning Chuan was too terrifying; no one dared to joke about their own lives.

The hawk-nosed old man quickly regained his composure and looked closely at Ning Chuan again, a hint of suspicion in his heart.

"He looks young, with delicate features, refined and elegant. There's no trace of true qi flowing through him. How can he be the Demon King Ning Chuan!"

"You, are you really Ning Chuan?"

The hawk-nosed old man roared, amplifying his voice with true qi. The words "Ning Chuan" echoed thunderously.

He wanted Old Ghost to hear him and come.

"Oh my, the Great Demon King Ning is here!

Old Ghost, please come and slaughter this demon!"

The hawk-nosed old man couldn't see through Ning Chuan's strength and was filled with fear.

"Could he have reached Fifth Rank Great Grandmaster!"