A Massive Black Pot

Today, a seed was planted in the hearts of countless common people.

So gods were nothing more than this.

Every city of the Heaven Group remained safe and sound, while the gods' palaces were fraught with danger, ghostly creatures everywhere.

For a time, the Heaven Group carried even more weight in their hearts.

"Do not panic!"

"All Star Lords and Great Immortals, gather together!"

"Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals, form battle formations!"

"They are merely ghostly creatures. Why are you all so flustered? Where is the dignity of the Celestial Court?"

The Great Emperor of the North Pole slapped a Ghost King to death, then shot into the sky. A terrifying aura spread from him as his voice echoed throughout the Celestial Court.

However, his face was slightly pale at that moment. Blood surged up his throat, only for him to force it back down.

In just a few days, repeatedly awakening and sleeping, coupled with constantly taking action and mobilizing the energy within his body, had already severely damaged his vitality.

This only deepened his hatred for Wang Ye.

"G-Great Emperor, people from Spirit Mountain came earlier and said that Wang Ye had fallen. Is that true?"

An Old Man with white hair and beard flew to the Great Emperor of the North Pole's side and asked with a worried expression.

If that was true, then the Celestial Court truly faced a catastrophe that could destroy it entirely.

Most importantly, it was indeed believable. If Wang Ye were still around, how could these ghosts have reached the Celestial Court? It was simply unimaginable.

The Great Emperor of the North Pole fixed the Old Man with an icy stare, suppressing his anger. "Utter nonsense!"

"Deal with these ghosts, then gather here. This time, we will definitely kill that bastard!"