Little Fatty was held in the ghost soldier's hand. After taking two or three steps, a Black Wind suddenly rose beneath the ghost soldier's feet, carrying him soaring into the sky.
Riding the Black Wind, the ghost soldier soon arrived above Ghost City. Yet he did not land. Instead, he held Little Fatty in one hand and gave him a shake in midair, frightening Little Fatty until his face went deathly pale and his whole body trembled.
On a distant pavilion, a graceful female ghost with bashfulness and Baleful Intent mingling on her face swept her gaze around. Her pretty face immediately filled with disappointment, and she turned and returned to the pavilion.
The Tusked Ghost Soldier's expression darkened. After a brief moment of thought, he carried Little Fatty down into Ghost City and casually tossed him before the Black Prison shrouded in thin black mist...
"Lock him up."
The Tusked Ghost Soldier flew away. Only then did a warden emerge from the black mist, sizing Little Fatty up from head to toe.
"Tsk, tsk. There really are so many people who aren't afraid of death. Do they really think our Ghost King runs a charity hall? Anyone dares to come here and swindle us. They're simply courting death!"
Unable to control his body at all, Little Fatty was unsurprisingly tossed into the Black Prison as well...
Once the Black Prison fell quiet again, Little Fatty lay sprawled on the ground, baring his teeth as he muttered curses. Then a familiar voice suddenly sounded beside his ear.
"Junior Brother Zhang, what a small world..."
After regaining a little control over his body, Little Fatty struggled to turn his head. When he saw the person in the neighboring cell, his eyes went wide.
"So it's Brother Qin. You're here too..."
Then came a deathly silence. The two of them both seemed to find meeting here somewhat awkward...
Once Little Fatty had fully regained control of his body, he walked to the edge of his cell and plopped down on the ground. With a trace of admiration on his face, he cupped his hands toward Qin Yang.
"Brother Qin, old ginger really is spicier. I never thought you had seen through it all long ago, and even turned around to set me up. Impressive, impressive."
"Junior Brother Zhang, you flatter me. Likewise, likewise." Qin Yang also cupped his hands, returning the gesture with a cheerful smile.
"Brother Qin, you got here ahead of me. How did you end up getting captured too?"
"If I said I did it on purpose, would you believe me?"
"Heh heh..." Zhang Zhengyi gave a dry laugh, wearing an expression that plainly said he would believe it when pigs flew. "Brother Qin, that joke isn't funny at all..."
"Fine, forget it if you don't believe me. The people from Ten Thousand Eternity Commerce have arrived, right? Has Boundless Dao Academy come too?"
"The people from Ten Thousand Eternity Commerce have indeed arrived. Steward Qiu is leading them, and I heard there are experts behind them holding the line. As for Boundless Dao Academy, they haven't arrived yet. Apparently, that genius was injured badly enough that there's a risk of his cultivation falling, so they're rather furious. This time, an elder may personally come to deal with the Dole Ghost King." Zhang Zhengyi did not hide any of this...
But after saying that, a thought suddenly stirred in his mind. As if casually, he asked, "Brother Qin, you're already here. Why are you asking about this?"
"I'm waiting for them to start fighting so I can escape amid the chaos. Otherwise, why would I deliberately get captured and brought here?"
"Heh heh, Brother Qin, you're joking again. Forget it if you don't want to say..." Zhang Zhengyi curled his lip, losing all interest in continuing the conversation.
"Believe it or not." Seeing Zhang Zhengyi's expression, Qin Yang could not help but laugh. Making up lies took too much brainpower; when he simply told the truth, Zhang Zhengyi did not believe him instead.
The moment he saw this fellow brought in, Qin Yang knew that quite a few cultivators had certainly arrived already. But they had not started fighting yet. Otherwise, Little Fatty would not have been thrown in here to be locked up. Nine times out of ten, he would have been torn apart on the spot.
Ten Thousand Eternity Commerce ultimately was not enough. They still had to wait for Boundless Dao Academy. As the undisputed overlord within a thousand miles, if one of their genius disciples had nearly been beaten to death and they showed no reaction, that would truly be stranger than seeing a ghost.
On top of that, Purple Firmament Dao Lord's Seated Transcendence Land was here. Boundless Dao Academy would absolutely use this as a pretext to make a great fuss. If things went badly, they might seize this chance to kill the Dole Ghost King as well, saving themselves the headache of having a Ghost King squatting within their own territory.
Meanwhile...
At the entrance to the Nether Acacia Ghost Tomb, cultivators and ghosts were confronting each other, both sides awaiting confirmation from within. If they could avoid fighting, naturally neither side wanted to fight, especially the people from Ten Thousand Eternity Commerce. Their strength in this area was limited, and it was not as though they could immediately summon their experts...
But this matter could no longer be delayed. If the news spread and attracted truly top-tier experts, no one would even get a sip of the soup.
Steward Qiu wore a grim face, his mind filled with thoughts of how to resolve this matter with the least possible losses...
Who could have expected that just as he was thinking, the faint mist surrounding them suddenly seemed to boil? Ripples spread through it, whipping the Yin wind into howls, while the earth began to quake without cease.
Boom! With a muffled blast, every human and ghost present felt their chests tighten and stars burst before their eyes. When they regained their senses, they saw the spreading mist being forcibly torn apart as though by a pair of enormous hands.
From within the Nether Acacia Ghost Tomb, they could actually see the Mass Burial Ground outside, and even Green Forest City in the distance!
Everyone turned pale with shock. Many cried out involuntarily.
"Is this a joke? Who is it? They tore open the barrier directly?"
"The barrier of the Nether Acacia Ghost Tomb was forcibly ripped apart? A Three Origins cultivator? No, could it be a great cultivator of the Divine Sea Stage?"
Amid the cries of alarm, a crimson Divine Rainbow suddenly appeared on the horizon. Like a rainbow bridge piercing heaven and earth, it shot from the horizon into the Nether Acacia Ghost Tomb in the blink of an eye.
As the rainbow light dispersed, an old man with wrinkled skin and sparse hair could be seen standing in midair. He wore a dark red robe, his gaze gloomy and Baleful Intent blazing from his eyes. The aura around him surged, stirring wild winds that let out mournful wails.
A fire dragon also coiled endlessly around the old man. Merely standing there caused the surrounding temperature to rise in a straight line.
The mist shrouding this place was scattered by the searing heat. Sparks continuously flashed through the air, and whenever a spark landed in the black forest nearby, any tree dozens of yards tall that touched even the slightest ember turned to flying ash in an instant.
"Blazing Fire Divine Aegis. They even brought out such a sect-defending spiritual artifact. Boundless Dao Academy intends to completely fall out with the Dole Ghost King..." Standing on the ground and staring at the fire dragon, Steward Qiu's expression became rather ugly...
Because the one who had brought the Blazing Fire Divine Aegis was none other than the master of that genius who had nearly been beaten to death: Elder Xu Shen of Boundless Dao Academy.
His name meant caution, yet he was not cautious in the slightest. Instead, his temper was explosively fierce, and he had fought the Dole Ghost King more than once...
All this time, the Dole Ghost King had behaved himself here and never gone outside. Boundless Dao Academy naturally had no desire to start a conflict and waste resources and energy. But since they had handed this top-tier spiritual artifact to Elder Xu Shen, it meant they intended to completely fall out.
Sure enough...
"Dole, you little ghost, get out here and die! If you don't come out, I'll burn down your bird's nest!"
Elder Xu Shen let out a furious roar, his voice like thunder. It swept up Yin Qi and mist like a cannonball, shooting straight toward the depths of the Nether Acacia Ghost Tomb.
In the blink of an eye, pitch-black Ghost Qi surged into the sky in the distance, gathering into clouds and forming an enormous ghostly face several miles wide. It opened its mouth and released a roar.
At once, black clouds rolled like crashing waves and a raging sea, colliding with the force hurtling toward them.
Rumble...
Thunder boomed in succession, Yin Lightning coiling like dragons. A chaotic crackling erupted in midair. This Nether Acacia Ghost Tomb, which had never seen daylight all year round, actually...
Cleared up...
"Red-Haired Chicken Eyes, don't think I'm afraid of you just because you brought that lousy fire shield this time!"
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