The Ghost Immortals had either scattered, gathered in groups, hidden among the clouds, or lurked within the hazy clouds and mist below. There were a great many of them—easily eighty or a hundred thousand!
These ghosts came in all sizes. Some were as enormous as small mountains, clearly manifestations of divine will. Others were tiny as beans. Their appearances were just as varied and dazzling, truly enough to open one's eyes.
As expected, many Sword Immortals of the Beitang Sword Dao were stationed nearby. Jian Beitang's arrival caused all three hundred Sword Immortals to send word to one another, while several powerful Sword Immortals hurried over to welcome her and report the situation.
"How could there have been no fighting? But once they saw our Beitang Sword Dao here, they didn't dare cause any more trouble. Still, undercurrents are surging this time, so Sect Master, you must be especially vigilant!" one of the Sword Immortals said.
"How many battles have you fought? Were there any instigators? Why not destroy them as a warning to the rest?" Jian Beitang's face was grim and murderous.
"We've already killed several, but Granny Dao Ghost wouldn't let us continue. She said that as long as they didn't force their way up the mountain, we should let them follow along. So we obeyed."
"Mm. If we suppress them too harshly, it will inevitably turn into an all-out war. It's better to loosen the reins for now, so they won't dare cross the line." After speaking, Senior Brother Hai looked toward the Immortal Mountain and asked, "Have Sanyuan, Sandao, and Sangguan managed to summon the other overlords?"
The Sword Immortal immediately pulled a bitter face. "Naturally, they summoned them. But every one of them brought their whole households, which has been quite troublesome. And that's not