Niangniang Rong valued him greatly and had bestowed many resources upon him. Though his cultivation was only a shade higher than Old Man Corpse of Heaven's, his strength was considerably greater.
Even so, Nine Ghosts remained wary of Lu Yang, who possessed unknown methods.
The means by which Lu Yang had killed Old Man Corpse of Heaven could leave Nine Ghosts gravely wounded, even if they couldn't kill him. That was an outcome Nine Ghosts absolutely didn't want.
So even when Lu Yang provoked him, Nine Ghosts held back his anger and didn't attack rashly.
And so, right under the nose of the notorious fiend Nine Ghosts, Lu Yang brazenly flew out of Greenbloom Mountain.
With his hands tied, Nine Ghosts didn't dare attack him.
"Heh. Niangniang Rong's foremost general, Nine-Headed Yama, is nothing special!" Lu Yang sneered, then sped toward Wanlin Prefecture.
"Arrogant brat! One day, I'll make you pay!" Though Lu Yang had mocked and taunted him, Nine Ghosts still didn't attack. He could only suppress his anger and watch Lu Yang leave.
Clearly, as a notorious archfiend of long standing, he was a man of considerable patience and composure.
What he didn't know was that Lu Yang, flying away with his back to him, wore a faint smile.
Halfway through his flight, Lu Yang's body lurched, and he plunged from the sky. After falling halfway, he hurriedly steadied himself and sped forward again.
As he flew, Lu Yang turned his head "unconsciously" to look in Nine Ghosts' direction. Relief and alarm filled his eyes.
Nine Ghosts narrowed his eyes slightly. Even from several thousand meters away, he could clearly see a thread of blood trickling from Lu Yang's lips.
Even the aura around Lu Yang had begun to weaken, wavering instead of surging. He looked rather feeble.