Senior Brother, Don't Go!

In mid-air, the black cloud transformed into a ghostly face, screeching and roaring, then coalescing and changing shape, rapidly solidifying into a ten-foot-tall unicorn black horse. On the black horse's back, a square-faced, bearded, imposing, and baleful middle-aged man appeared out of thin air...

The man rode the black horse, treading on air as he came, his speed extremely fast, not even inferior to Elder Xu Shen's speed when driving the Divine Rainbow.

Before he even arrived, the clattering of hooves sounded like thunder, echoing between heaven and earth. Though it was just one black horse, its momentum was like a thousand troops charging fearlessly. Before the man arrived, he had already seized three points of momentum.

"Red-Haired Chicken Eyes, come here and die, grandpa!"

As the Dole Ghost King was about to arrive, his momentum reaching its peak, a violent roar exploded.

At the entrance of the Nether Acacia Ghost Tomb, people and horses were overturned. Steward Qiu and a group of Foundation Establishment cultivators all groaned, their faces turning pale in an instant. For a time, they used all kinds of methods, spiritual light overflowing...

This wasn't to resist, this was to escape...

To escape the battle range of these two hot-tempered individuals.

Just one roar was enough to injure Foundation Establishment cultivators. Those Qi Nurturing cultivators were even more vulnerable, not even having time to utter a scream. A large group of cultivators fell down like harvested wheat.

All were stunned into unconsciousness...

"Dole, you little devil, I've been putting up with you for a long time, hahaha..."

Elder Xu Shen, seeing the Dole Ghost King personally taking action, was not angry but delighted, laughing loudly as he greeted him...

With a flash of rainbow light, the fire dragon coiled around him suddenly swelled hundreds of times, transforming into a giant fire dragon thousands of feet long, wrapped in a rainbow of fire, rushing upwards, straight towards the Dole Ghost King.

In mid-air, fire and dark light intertwined, a sea of fire spanning ten miles floated in the sky, and black clouds rolled. The two intertwined, with lightning surging between them, and spiritual power fluctuations stirred up a storm, affecting at least a hundred miles.

In a short time, the climate in the hundred-mile area became bizarre and unpredictable, with torrential rain one moment, unbearable heat the next, and black snow falling the next...

The people on the ground, looking up, could no longer see the traces of the two...

"Elder Xu Shen and the Dole Ghost King are fighting with real fire, I'm afraid it won't end for a while. Let's go, immediately organize manpower. Those below Foundation Establishment should not join in the fun. Those above Foundation Establishment, go their own way, enter there first." Steward Qiu swallowed a healing pill, his face gloomy, and issued orders.

Then, he glanced at the middle-aged man beside him, his tone slightly softened: "So Xiong, you follow me. You are proficient in formations and restrictions. After entering there, we will have to rely on you. We must take the first step, otherwise, when the people from Boundless Dao Academy arrive, we may lose the initiative."

"Brother Qiu is too polite, I can only say I will do my best..." The So-surnamed middle-aged man nodded, his expression calm.

Just as they were launching a large-scale attack into the Nether Acacia Ghost Tomb, in the black prison of the ghost city.

"Do you know who Red-Haired Chicken Eyes is?" Qin Yang looked up at the ceiling, then asked.

"Hey, you don't even know this? That's Elder Xu Shen of the Boundless Dao Academy. He and the Dole Ghost King are mortal enemies. They fight every few years. I guessed before that the Dole Ghost King beat up his disciple, Elder Xu Shen wouldn't have no reaction, but it's a pity I can't see it. This kind of battle between experts is hard to come by..." Little Fatty smacked his lips, looking regretful...

Qin Yang continued to look up, pricking up his ears, listening to the movements outside, ignoring Little Fatty's regret.

"Senior Brother Qin?" Little Fatty's eyes rolled, a hint of teasing on his face: "Didn't you say you were deliberately caught? Isn't now the perfect opportunity?"

"Don't rush, it's not time yet, they just started fighting." Qin Yang pricked up his ears to listen to the movements outside, completely ignoring Little Fatty's ridicule.

"Hehe..." Little Fatty grinned, with a fake smile.

Not long after, there was movement outside again, this time the magnitude was relatively large. Before, he only heard those few roars, but now, this is obviously the movement of a large army being mobilized...

Especially the slow and heavy footsteps, each time they landed, he could feel the ground shaking slightly.

This must be the four giant Giant Spirit Ghosts moving.

Feeling this movement, Qin Yang felt around in his arms, and took out a round Blood Jade.

Slowly channeling true yuan into the Blood Jade, he saw the dense, vein-like patterns within rapidly dissipate, replaced by a phantom image of a Buddha wearing a tall hat.

This Buddha phantom only showed its back, no matter how the Blood Jade was turned, only the back could be seen.

But as this Buddha phantom emerged, the aura emanating from the blood-colored light was filled with antiquity, tranquility, and serenity. Within the blood-colored light, there was even a hint of Zen that stirred the mind.

Qin Yang held the Blood Jade and slowly approached the mist that formed the prison wall.

Instantly, ripples appeared on the mist, and it naturally parted to both sides.

Qin Yang stepped out, and the mist behind him returned to its original state.

"Blood Lama!"

Little Fatty in the adjacent cell exclaimed, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

This Blood Jade was ominous, often a Jade Plug or Jade Cicada, placed in the mouths of the dead. After absorbing their last breath, it would invade the dead blood, absorbing deathly energy. Even touching it could be harmful to the living, let alone wearing it for a long time.

But within this Blood Jade, there was an extremely special existence, a Jade Plug used by some rare Buddhist cultivators. Buddhist cultivators would die with the jade in their mouths, seeking reincarnation.

These unorthodox Buddhist cultivators didn't care about life and death, nor about their physical bodies, only constantly cultivating for the next life. After their death, their golden bodies would decay, their golden blood would dry up, and the last breath of life from this life would be poured into the Blood Jade, absorbing the essence left behind in the body from a lifetime of cultivation.

What was ultimately formed was a Blood Lama.

It was a genuine Auspicious Jade, and when worn, it would ward off all evil and prevent all wickedness.

If this kind of treasure were sold, the money would be enough for Qin Yang to buy cultivation resources for three years.

Opening for business and eating for three years was definitely not a joke.

No matter what this black mist was, or what undetectable poisonous insects it contained, its essential level would not be too high, and it would naturally be suppressed by the Blood Lama.

He didn't expect to kill the poisonous insects in the black mist, but forcing them back would definitely be easy.

Qin Yang stepped out and glanced at Little Fatty: "You're quite knowledgeable."

"Senior Brother Qin, my good senior brother, take me with you. I knew that Senior Brother was wise and mighty, and would definitely not do anything aimlessly. Even if it's a ghost city, Senior Brother will definitely be able to come and go freely. If it wasn't for Senior Brother doing it on purpose, how could they have caught Senior Brother..."

"Hehe..."

"Senior Brother, don't, don't go. Take me with you. I'll explode, and follow Senior Brother's lead. Whatever I have, I'll give to Senior Brother. If Senior Brother is happy, give me one or two items, and I, Zhang Zhengyi, swear to the heavens that I'm not joking!"

"Hehe..."

"Senior Brother, come back. I'm really useful. I've traveled north and south these years. My strength isn't great, but I've seen a lot..."