Cang Wuzhang left without looking back.
Inside the Council Hall, the ghost generals kept their heads bowed, not daring to say a word.
One was the former Ghost Hero; the other was the current Ghost Hero.
The two had never gotten along, and now they had brought their conflict into the open in front of everyone. Who knew what would happen next?
Faced with a situation like this, how could the ghost generals dare make a peep?
In the seat of honor, the Black-Robed Woman set down the scroll in her hand.
"Wait outside."
She gave the order coolly.
"Yes." The ghost generals rose and bowed, then filed out.
The Black-Robed Woman sat there and thought for a while longer.
She remained motionless and silent for a long time, like a clay statue. At last, she stood and headed toward the rear hall.
The rear hall was even larger and more spacious than the front hall. An Evil Ghost Statue stood enshrined within.
The Black-Robed Woman held up an Incense Stick in both hands, placed it in the incense burner, then knelt on one knee before the statue.
A moment later.
A streak of flame rose from the Incense Stick, and smoke billowed up.
The entire Evil Ghost Statue seemed to come alive. It lowered its head and looked down at the Black-Robed Woman.
Seeing the incense catch, the Black-Robed Woman bowed to the statue and said, "Your subordinate pays her respects to the Ghost Lord."
A cool, distant voice rang out from the statue:
"What is it?"
The Black-Robed Woman said, "I failed."
The voice grew stern and uttered a single word: "Explain."
The Black-Robed Woman said, "I used the Ten Thousand Demons Soul-Eating Insect Curse, but the Yellow Springs Ghost King broke it."
The statue asked, "That curse