The morning sun spilled across the streets. The guards who had watched the city gates all night were changing shifts, unaware that a golden Nascent Soul had drifted over their heads and slipped quietly into Mu Xue City.
The golden Nascent Soul was dim, almost transparent, and its tender little face twisted into a savage grimace.
"Damn that Nine Nether Sect! They're fickle as the wind, killing people over the slightest disagreement."
Remembering what had happened, the golden Nascent Soul couldn't help shuddering. A Spirit Transformation cultivator had brought twenty Nascent Soul cultivators and taken the Nine Ghost Alliance's headquarters by storm.
As the saying went, you didn't hit someone who came bearing a smile. The alliance leader had treated that so-called Nine Nether Sect envoy, Huo, with the utmost courtesy, smiling and fawning over him. Before the leader could even react, his head had rolled, and he'd died with his eyes wide open.
Luckily, as the leader of the Ghost Assassination Alliance, he excelled at assassination and stealth. He'd managed to escape by burning through his lifespan.
Though he'd fled the scene, he'd been gravely wounded, beyond healing. With no other choice, he'd abandoned his body and kept only his Nascent Soul.
To avoid the Nine Nether Sect's pursuit, he'd fled all the way here, and his Nascent Soul's power had nearly dissipated.
"I have to find someone to possess!"
The leader of the Ghost Assassination Alliance gritted his teeth. He'd once stood high above everyone, yet today he was reduced to possessing someone like a stray dog driven from its home.
"This kid's spiritual power seems unusual, and his physical fitness is far beyond that of his peers. You'll do!"
The leader of the Ghost Assassination Alliance was overjoyed. He hadn't expected to come across such a prodigy.