My divine status had been left in my wife's keeping, so I was merely a wild immortal. These ghosts and gods valued strength above all else. The one who had struck me was the number-one mad dog at the Great Ghost Emperor's side, and that single blow had damaged his momentum so badly that even the Great Ghost Emperor's face twitched several times.
Of course the Great Ghost Emperor was angry, but many ghosts and gods were secretly delighted in their hearts. They simply didn't dare say so openly.
Another first-grade Dao Ghost blocked the path of the one who had tried to flee and no longer dared act rashly. My wife stood at the very top of the steps, looking down from above. That lofty, high-and-mighty bearing indirectly reflected the strength of me, her follower, all the more.
I slowly drifted toward my wife. But after I had cut down the Great Ghost Emperor's fierce general in full view of everyone, many Dao Ghosts were naturally displeased. One of them, wielding a dragon-headed executioner's blade, let out a thunderous roar and charged straight at me, blocking my path!
"Where did this puny god or wild immortal come from? How dare you cause trouble here! Take one strike from my blade!" the enormous Dao Ghost roared furiously. His body swelled with the wind until he was three times my size!
"Y-you're Zhanlong, aren't you?" I stared for a moment. Those sturdy, rugged muscles, that iron-tower-like body, and that dragon-slaying executioner's blade—wasn't he the Dao Ghost my grandmother often summoned? He was already a top-tier Dao Ghost. No wonder he dared block me under these circumstances. I wondered which Ghost Emperor he served.
"How do you know me?" Zhanlong asked as he raised one huge hand. The dragon-headed executioner's blade immediately