Evil-Thought Ghost Puppet! Crowds Stream to Pay Homage to the True Immortal

Below the Yin Spring, above the ghost city of the Starfall Yin Spring Ghost Lord, a vast expanse of eerie ghostly energy churned in the air, resembling a ferocious demon about to devour everything.

This vast and ferocious aura was indeed a massive and hideous demon, formed by the combined and condensed souls of countless evil spirits and Fierce Ghost.

This is a ghost puppet magic Law Treasure with power comparable to the Nascent Soul Late Stage, the Ghost Artifact that made Starfall Yin Spring Ghost Lord famous—[Malicious Thought Ghost Puppet].

With this treasure, he could unleash the most powerful force among Ghost Kings at the Nascent Soul Perfection stage when he left the Ghost City for a tour.

For many years, however, the Starfall Yin Spring Ghost Lord only sent out this ghost puppet to intimidate all directions, while he himself remained stationed within the Ghost City to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the situation.

"Old friend, if those little devils Zhu and Chen really agree to my demands this time, I might have to personally leave the city. This ghost city will depend on you to defend it!"

At this moment, deep within the myriad layers of ghostly energy, as thick as ink, the Starfall Yin Spring Ghost Lord, dressed in a Daoist robe formed from the possession of countless souls, murmured to himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, the ghostly aura not far above his head seemed to spew out thick smoke, churning violently.

Then, the souls of Fierce Ghost and evil ghosts appeared, piled up like tiles, forming a huge ghost face like the bottom of a black pot.

The two eyes of this demon mask were actually formed from the souls of two seated, Golden Light Ghost Infant.

"Starfall Ghost Lord, if you make your decision, go boldly and without worry. I will protect Ghost City for you! Unless another Ghost Lord attacks, it will be foolproof!"

A chilling and grand thought emanated from the ghost mask, silencing the churning ghost mist.

It's simply unbelievable that so many Ghost Soul could work together as if guided by a single thought at any moment.

That thought emanated from a flower emitting a faint glow between the ghost's eyebrows, appearing and disappearing like a mark, as if a powerful ghost was hidden within it.

"Okay, okay!"

The Starfall Yin Spring Ghost Lord smiled faintly, indeed quite relieved.

The Malicious Thought Ghost Puppet sits guarding the ghost city, and with the help of the Yin Spring and Yin Soil, even a typical Nascent Soul Perfection ghost king cannot break through.

A sinister and greedy glint flashed in his ghostly eyes, which resembled double pupils.

"Now that little devil Zhu and I haven't reached an agreement, he'll definitely go to consult little devil Chen, who has even more tricks up his sleeve."

But this time, I am absolutely determined to seize this opportunity and take over Yinming's territory in one fell swoop, taking at least 90% of the profits.

Over the years, Chen Xiaogui has only sought personal gain in his dealings with me, never giving me anything of value.

If I can swallow up Yinming's territory this time, I'll kick him aside. What use would he be then?

Within Nanxun, after Chen Dengming and Chen Jing stayed at the Chen Family for several days, Xiantian masters from the Nanxun royal family and various major Lineage came to visit them.

Although Chen Dengming preferred quiet, he was moved by the fact that, despite not returning to the Chen Family in recent years, the Southern Xun royal family had consistently maintained and protected the Chen Family Mansion and cemetery. Out of empathy, he still received the representatives from various parties who came to visit.

Unsurprisingly, the vast majority of these people were inquiring about the state of the Cultivation World, and their words revealed a desire to develop their Cultivation World there.

Perhaps these thoughts were not the intentions of some of them, but rather a test from the forces behind the scenes.

However, this also shows that a large number of people, while hating and fearing the Cultivation World, also yearn for it.

This is inherently a very contradictory and complex matter.

But it's not hard to understand.

The more you hate and fear something, the more you want to banish it.

The only way to expel them is to become stronger, strong enough to retaliate and no longer fear. But staying in the mortal world is not an option; the only way is to actively enter the Cultivation World to seek new opportunities.

Chen Dengming had this intention all along, so even though he was aware that the various Lineage and the royal family had many complex thoughts about their interests, he still agreed to the request of all parties to take some people away from Nanxun to the Cultivation World when he left.

At his current level, he naturally finds the infighting and pursuit of interests among mortal Lineage and royalty utterly uninteresting.

But he could understand; he had gone through the same thing back then, so even if it seemed funny, there was nothing to laugh about it.

Within days, the news that True Immortal Chen, who had returned to his hometown, was willing to lead a group of Innate Martial Artist away from Nanxun spread like wildfire to every corner of Nanxun.

Some old monsters who had long lived deep in the mountains, or in the Imperial Palace, or who were hiding in special treasure places and barely surviving, were all alarmed and came out of seclusion, rushing to the Chen Family as if on a pilgrimage.

For a time, the Chen Family of Nanxun, after decades of silence, once again attracted the keen attention of all forces in Nanxun.

Within the Zhanxian City and in the small kingdoms on the nearby islands, reclusive Innate Martial Artist heard the news, filled with surprise, doubt, and a mixture of desire and fear.

A true immortal has descended, willing to lead Innate Martial Artist away from Nanxun, and offering protection and certain resources to help them settle in the Cultivation World.

Is it really that good?

In the past, immortals often descended to the Southern Lands, but most of the time they brought only bloodshed and carnage. Many Innate Martial Artist who should have been the most prominent figures in the Southern Lands lost their heads.

Many powerful Lineage even harbor deep hatred for cultivators.

This time, even though True Immortal Chen, a native of Nanxun and a former hero and source of glory for the region, has returned, is he truly without malice?

"Who is True Immortal Chen? If he truly harbors ill intentions towards us, is there anyone in the entire Nanxun Kingdom who can stop him? They would surely die."

"That's right! After all, True Immortal Chen is a true immortal who emerged from our Southern Search. Unlike other evil immortals, he also wants our Southern Search to produce more true immortals."

"Then why not take more people out? Why limit them to Innate Martial Artist?"

Some Innate Martial Artist and forces privately discussed the matter, harboring various doubts.

Some factions trusted Chen Dengming greatly, including the Southern Xun royal family.

Deep within the Southern Xun royal palace, the current emperor of Southern Xun personally led several Prince and princesses to visit an inconspicuous hall within the palace, as if the person residing in this Imperial Palace was someone worthy of the emperor's respect.

Not long after, the palace gates were opened by a young eunuch.

An old eunuch with white hair and skin so thin it resembled wrinkled chicken skin slowly walked out of the hall.

He exuded an air of old age and a body odor unlike that of ordinary eunuchs—it was a strange, sweet scent, like the fragrance of a concubine in the deep palace.

Upon smelling the sweet fragrance, the young Emperor of Nanxun's face lit up with joy, and he asked, "Eunuch Wei, has your <Qiankun Sunflower Art> reached its perfect completion?"

The old eunuch's lips were so dry they looked like threads, as if they had been sewn together. He didn't open his mouth, yet he emitted a youthful voice that everyone could hear.

"I have not yet achieved my goal of becoming a Celestial Person being, which is too difficult, but I have managed to gain some more lifespan from Heaven, and I may live a few more years."

"I feel I've reached my limit, yet over the years I've never been able to perceive the 'Connecting to Heaven' feeling that Wang Shiduo spoke of. It seems I truly have no Spirit Root whatsoever."

The Emperor of Nanxun flattered him, saying, "Wei Ai Qing, you flatter me. Your martial arts prowess is Connecting to Heaven in the Nanxun Kingdom, and you were a contemporary of True Immortal Chen."

True Immortal Chen values loyalty and friendship above all else, and favors those with outstanding martial arts skills. This time, he has summoned heroes from all over the world to embark on the path to immortality. Your participation may open up a new and promising road for you."

The old eunuch Wei Jinzhong shook his head and said calmly, "Your Majesty, you don't need to comfort me. I am willing to leave the pass and take several Prince and princesses with me to the path of immortality, just like when we Ascension Convention in the past."

But once they've gone to the Cultivation World, all I can do is try my best to protect them."

The Emperor of Nanxun was overjoyed and immediately urged his princes Prince to thank Eunuch Wei. He then remarked with emotion, "It was precisely because True Immortal Chen personally expressed his willingness to provide some protection and resources to those who leave Nanxun that we were able to achieve this."

This is already a very good result. In fact, over the years we have also sent some assassins into the Cultivation World through that immortal pool passage.

But often, after these assassins went, they would disappear without a trace, never to be heard from again, their fate unknown.

This uncertainty meant that our royal family was still in the dark about the Cultivation World, but now, with the protection personally promised by True Immortal Chen, things are different! This is Immortal Destiny, an immense Immortal Destiny of immortality."

The old eunuch's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and suddenly he gave a forced smile, which reached the emperor's ears. He said calmly, "Your Majesty, there's no need for such formalities between you and this old man."

Over the years, Nanxun has produced only one True Immortal Chen, and another great figure, which is even more remarkable.

True Immortal Chen took many people with him when he went south, and the one he brought back this time is probably his child from back then Chen Jing.

Wang Shiduo did not return, and it is unknown whether he has become a true immortal.

"Your Majesty, you also wish for a true immortal to emerge from the royal family, so that you no longer need to live in fear, lest a few more immortals suddenly appear from the Immortal Pool and threaten the Southern Xun's empire and your throne!"

Upon hearing this, the Southern Emperor remained silent, then sighed and nodded.

He certainly meant it.

There has always been a sense of crisis, a fear that eighteen immortals might suddenly emerge from the Immortal Pool again, just like they did back then, and crash into the Hengduan Mountains.

The sound of the mountain range shattering back then nearly startled him off his dragon throne, showing him just how ridiculous and unstable the supreme imperial power truly was in a world with immortals.

Not to mention, the Wang Family might have produced a true immortal like Wang Shiduo.

When he went south to seek the throne from the Li Family, he had seized it; the Wang Family had even served as his loyal subjects.

If Wang Shiduo were to return to Nanxun and seize the throne from the Li Family for the Wang Family, what could the Li Family possibly use to stop him?

These were all threats that kept him, the emperor, awake at night, often waking him from nightmares.

Therefore, the royal family must produce an immortal, even if it requires several generations of cultivation in the Cultivation World.

Only those forces with little strategic vision would worry that True Immortal Chen might be plotting against them.

The royal family has grand plans and a broad vision. Even if they know it's a plot to kill someone, they will try as long as there's a sliver of a chance. Besides, it's highly unlikely that True Immortal Chen would try to kill his fellow villager from Nanxun.

Another ten days or so passed.

In front of the Chen Family Mansion, there was a constant flow of traffic and a bustling crowd.

In the past, the night wind would blow through the long street, and all that could be heard were the sounds of debris, scraps of paper, and rustling leaves. Even though people knew that this was the former residence of the famous True Immortal Chen, they didn't often come and go.

But lately, this place has been bustling with activity every night.

From the various prominent Lineage and martial arts sects in the south, Innate Martial Artist traveled from afar to come to the area.

This number of Innate Martial Artist represents more than half of the entire population of Nanxun.

Many of them were figures who had been out of the Martial World for decades, while others were rising stars who had recently advanced to the Xiantian Realm.

Many of these are highly skilled individuals, each possessing both pride and formidable strength. When the older and younger generations meet, a battle is inevitable.

However, they were all people of status and position who had seen a lot, so even if there was a fight, it was usually over quickly. After getting to know each other's strengths and weaknesses, they would exchange a few harsh words and that would be considered an acquaintance.

Before meeting True Immortal Chen, no one was truly willing to fight a Xiantian cultivator of the same realm and risk their lives.

Even those with past grudges try to restrain themselves, setting aside personal grievances for the sake of Immortal Destiny.

The small bridge and flowing water in the courtyard of the Chen Manor still remain.

Unlike the bustling noise outside the mansion, the interior was completely quiet.

Chen Jing entered the main room, where the furnishings were exquisite. Every table and chair was crafted with fine skill. The calligraphy and paintings on the walls, and the wood carvings and porcelain on the shelves, were all treasures that Chen Dengming had once cherished.

Chen Jing approached Chen Dengming, who was personally wiping down every old object in the room, and said.

"Dad, there are quite a few people here this time. I heard from Uncle Hei that there might be dozens of ants, but I only sensed about a dozen people. Uncle Hei is really amazing."

"Ant?"

Chen Dengming glanced at Chen Jing, then shook his head with a smile. "While the analogy isn't wrong, it's still too insulting. Jing'er, it's good that you don't agree with what Uncle Hei said."

Because if we're judging by strength, Uncle Hei is including you in his insults too."

Inside the courtyard, the Black Cloud Leopard, as large as a small mountain, was staring idly at the goldfish in the pond in front of it. Suddenly, it pricked up its ears and heard Chen Dengming lecturing Chen Jing from inside the house. It snorted dismissively.

In the world of Demon Beast, it is a world of survival of the fittest, where the strong are respected and strength is the standard by which life is judged.

In Black Cloud Leopard's eyes, Innate Martial Artist were indeed no different from ants.

With that snort, it inadvertently released Sha Qi aura of a fake- Great Demon.

Instantly, the once bustling street outside the Chen Family Mansion fell silent, as a terrifying and oppressive atmosphere emanated from within the Chen Manor.

The various Xiantian masters who had come from all corners of the world felt alarmed, their hair standing on end. They sensed an extremely powerful and terrifying aura, as if even a trace of it could crush them.

This intimidating aura came quickly and went just as fast.

Many Innate Martial Artist were immediately relieved, their faces turning pale and their eyes filled with fear and trepidation.

"That was... that was the aura released by True Immortal Chen? It was terrifying."

"I almost suffocated just now. Just the distance between our breaths made my legs feel weak. If they were to attack me, I'm afraid I would have collapsed to the ground before they even made a move. True immortals are truly terrifying."

"The stronger True Immortal Chen is, the better. With True Immortal Chen's protection, we won't be in too much danger even if we go to the Cultivation World."

Many Xiantian masters secretly exchanged telepathic messages, deeply shocked.

"Nanxun Saber King, Chen Dengming, Grand Tutor Chen, Eighth in the Xiantian!"

In some inns or restaurants, several old monsters who were Chen Dengming's contemporaries chewed on these names, their cloudy and aged eyes flashing with confusion and complexity.

Back then, they were Chen Dengming's juniors, and they practically grew up hearing about these impressive titles.

Now, so many years have passed, and if they hadn't relied on various means to prolong their lives, they would have long since passed away. Yet True Immortal Chen still reigns supreme, suppressing everyone with a mere wisp of his aura.

"His Highness the Sixteenth Prince, the Nineteenth Prince, the Seventh Princess, and the Eleventh Princess have arrived!!"

Just then, a loud, croaking voice came from the direction of the city gate.

The various Xiantian masters had different expressions, but most of them showed little awe, turning their heads to look at the royal guard that was rapidly approaching from the city gate.

The reason why True Immortals command the awe of so many Xiantian is because of their terrifying and overwhelming power.

Compared to true immortals, what is royalty? If one has the power, the emperor's throne can be rotated among many.

However, just as many Xiantian masters were brazenly observing the royal guard,

The honor guard suddenly stopped fifty paces away from the Chen Manor. Not only the sedan chairs, but also the lead horse suddenly reined in and stopped. The others responded as if to an echo, all stopping as if they were of one mind, perfectly in unison.

Many experts noticed that their probing aura and gazes were blocked, twisted and drawn away by a terrifying force.

"What? The royal family actually has such a powerful expert?"

A modern-day rising master, known as the sixth Xiantian expert, exclaimed softly.

"This kind of Cultivation Method."

"Could it be?"

Inside the inn and the restaurant, several old men were suddenly terrified. Their pupils contracted, and they stared intently at one of the sedan chairs in the procession, their eyes filled with suspicion and uncertainty.

"Could it be that old eunuch from back then?"

"Impossible! Perhaps he's a descendant? If it really is him, wouldn't he be almost 160 or 200 years old by now? How could a mortal live such a long life?"

"Huh?"

Inside the Chen Manor, Chen Dengming also suddenly showed a look of surprise, and couldn't help but put down a piece of wood carving that he was wiping halfway through.

Years later, he actually sensed the aura of someone from his era.

This is simply unbelievable.

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