Within the boundless pool of blood, a high platform rumbled up from below.
Gu Qingshan felt a force of spatial displacement sweep over him. The next moment, he was already standing on the platform.
Several powerful dead were already on the platform.
Each had claimed a spot, sizing up the others without the slightest concealment as they rubbed their fists and readied themselves.
Gu Qingshan found an unoccupied spot and waited quietly.
Lines of Crimson Small Characters swiftly appeared in midair:
"Ghost King Contention has begun." "You have joined the contest to become a candidate for Skin-Peeling Hell." "Attention: this time, the Hell-Suppressing Ghost King Scepter will oversee the entire Hell Contention, so the rules will be different from last time."
Gu Qingshan nodded inwardly.
The Primordial World he had been in before was merely a fragment of one world in the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
But this Ghost King Contention involved the entire Six Paths of Reincarnation—the Eighteen Levels of Hell!
There was simply no comparison.
So...
He looked around.
Every one of the dead radiated a powerful aura, hardly weaker than that of ordinary Inscrutable Realm cultivators.
Each of them was eager to give it a try.
If they became Ghost King, they could command the entire Eighteen Levels of Hell.
What an immense force that would be!
As Gu Qingshan pondered this, he suddenly felt an itch on his shoulder.
An itch?
He was an Inscrutable Realm cultivator, and his true form was a demon dragon. How could he suddenly feel itchy?
Gu Qingshan was a little surprised, too. He swept his divine sense over the spot and saw a White Bone Worm perched on his shoulder, emanating a faint aura.
—Skeleton Woman's aura.
Gu Qingshan thought for a moment and immediately understood.
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