From afar, the entire Huantian Ghost Palace resembled an enormous ghostly head, looking incomparably sinister and terrifying. Its gaping bloody maw welcomed everyone who entered. Only through the Red-Robed Old Monster's introduction did they learn that this Huantian Ghost Palace was fundamentally a teleportation array, while the true Huantian Ghost Palace lay within the ghost head.
It was like a blue-faced, fang-toothed Wrathful Ghost opening its bloody maw, ready to swallow heaven and earth.
The closer they drew to Huantian Ghost Palace, the more terrifying the Wrathful Ghosts within became.
They even encountered Wrathful Ghosts at the Sage Realm level. Fortunately, everyone's cultivation was formidable, and they dealt with them all. If an ordinary party encountered Sage Realm Wrathful Ghosts, they would likely be wiped out on the spot.
Yet throughout their journey, they had not encountered the legendary Ghost King. It was unknown whether they were fortunate, or whether this so-called Ghost King simply did not exist.
"This is Huantian Ghost Palace. Let's go in!" Having been here several times, the Red-Robed Old Monster took the lead and charged inside.
Ye Xiwen and the others followed after him.
The surrounding space rippled. By the time Ye Xiwen and the others came to their senses, they were already inside a vast hall. Its length, width, and height each exceeded ten thousand zhang, making it immensely grand. At the very center of the hall stood rows upon rows of thrones, like a meeting hall. Yet unlike ordinary thrones, each one was carved with a fierce Wrathful Ghost. Ghostly qi soared into the heavens, and merely looking at them from afar filled one with trembling dread.
It was as though the Wrathful Ghosts were about to be reborn and return.
At that moment, the Red-Robed Old Monster's voice sounded beside Ye Xiwen's