The Ghost Lord and the Formation

Duan Wu's face immediately lit up with delight at Su Chen's words. He was an old hand, after all, and from Su Chen's tone, he could hear the disdain he felt toward the treasures Duan Wu had brought out.

He simply didn't think much of those things of his.

Besides, they had come out to travel and play.

If the Qiankun Sect could win the favor of such a powerful expert, the benefits to the Qiankun Sect would be tremendous.

A fortuitous opportunity!

Duan Wu's heart brimmed with excitement. Was this what they meant by surviving after being placed in a deadly situation?

Surviving a great calamity would surely bring great fortune!

If he could establish a connection with an Immortal Lord expert, perhaps a casual pointer from that person would be enough to let him break through to the Immortal King realm.

Moreover, the person before him might not be merely in the Immortal Lord realm. Evil Ghosts that dared to hunt Immortal Lords were definitely among the outstanding ones within the Immortal Lord realm—or else they were Immortal Venerable cultivators above the Immortal Lord realm.

Experts of this level were beings he could only look up to.

Duan Wu drew a deep breath, then spoke excitedly, "Of course. The gates of my Qiankun Sect are always open to Your Excellency."

Su Chen nodded slightly, then was just about to have Duan Wu lead the way out.

Just then, a shrill screech came from the distance. Immediately afterward, several terrifying sounds came from all directions. Clearly, the death of that Ghost King had attracted the attention of the other Evil Ghosts in Silent Ridge, and they were all rushing toward this place.

Duan Wu's expression changed drastically. In the past, he would have been scared half to death, but