The Teleportation Array's light flickered without pause.
Two figures appeared in an instant.
One wore a mask patterned in black and red, its expression one of sorrow and suffering. The other wore a mask patterned in five colors, its expression solemn and imposing.
The two stood within the array, exuding an imposing air.
Seeing them, the Evil Ghosts all around immediately bowed in unison.
"Greetings, Cang Ghost Hero and Blood Dragon Ghost Hero!"
The two Ghost Heroes moved, stepping down from the array.
As the Demon Dragon walked forward, he sent a voice transmission: "The Ghost Temple can't be entered by teleportation. We have to take this path to reach its entrance. And look, your maids are here."
Gu Qingshan looked ahead and saw six beautiful women with graceful figures coming to greet them.
"Master." They curtsied.
The Demon Dragon continued transmitting: "Cang Wuzhang cares most about pomp and circumstance. These women are beauties chosen from countless worlds, one in ten thousand. The twelve cultivators behind them are his guards."
Gu Qingshan took a closer look. Sure enough, another twelve cultivators came forward and bowed together. "My lord."
—He had barely shown his face, and already he had drawn so many subordinates, not to mention the Evil Ghost cultivators watching nearby.
"Demon Dragon, why didn't you tell me about this beforehand?" Gu Qingshan asked in a voice transmission.
"Time is tight. You know how dire the situation is; I don't have time to explain everything to you. Besides, is a scene like this really enough to stump you?" the Demon Dragon replied.
Gu Qingshan had no answer.
Recalling Cang Wuzhang's usual manner, he laughed heartily at everyone. "Come on, come on! I've brought back quite a haul this time. Blood Dragon and I will make a trip to the Ghost