Ghost King Ridge!
That was the name of the forbidden zone where the Silent Nether Ghost King had gone. Legend had it that long ago, a Ghost King from the underworld had come to this place and made it his home. The ghostly aura that shrouded the area had turned it into a forbidden zone where no living thing could tread.
In the Silent Nether Ghost King's memories, he had indeed encountered this Ghost King.
The Ghost King had tormented him until he wished he were dead. After a full century of suffering, he had transformed into a Yao Ghost. Then he had followed the Ghost King in cultivation, turning one trespassing martial artist after another into beings like himself.
The Silent Nether Ghost King had entered Ghost King Ridge eight hundred years ago.
Within Ghost King Ridge, he was just an insignificant lackey. It wasn't until several decades ago that he found an opportunity to escape. But the Ghost King struck back at him, destroying his body and leaving him with only his soul. He had no choice but to recuperate in a cave for decades.
"Recuperate" was only a manner of speaking. In truth, he'd had no other choice.
After more than seven hundred years, the Northern Court had long since moved far from Ghost King Ridge. Unable to find any living beings, he had effectively been asleep.
Then, several years ago, a Xuanji Sect martial artist calling himself Elder Gui found him. He claimed he could turn him into an immortal god, and to that end, Elder Gui kept sending him living people to help him restore his flesh and blood.
Several months ago, Elder Gui found him again, wanting him to go south and annihilate the Qingxiao Sect. Hearing that the Qingxiao Sect was also a