Black and White Was Dead

The ghostly aura surged forth, transforming into a throne.

It shook the heavens, making the Star River tremble.

In that instant, it was as if the entire universe had turned into a thin sheet of paper, which would shatter completely with just a wave of the hand of the being on the throne.

King!

This level of existence represents the limit that ordinary people can look up to.

Those who attain the fruits of the Heavenly Dao are called rulers; those who live as long as Heaven are called kings!

The Ghost Lord and the Divine Lord are already true powerhouses, but compared to the Ghost King, they are like fireflies compared to the bright moon, worlds apart!

At this moment, everyone was shocked and felt the terrifying pressure emanating from the Ghost King.

"With the Ghost King's intervention, he is invincible in heaven and earth!"

"These damned people will become our food!"

"Excellent! With the Ghost King here, who can stand against us?!"

The army of ghosts and demons was filled with ecstatic joy.

They all knelt and kowtowed, their eyes filled with fervor.

The fear they felt earlier when facing Lin Jiuzheng's blood talisman had vanished.

Because the concept of a king is their highest belief; when someone of that level makes a move, they are synonymous with invincibility.

"Damn it... Mingzi, you're all going to die!"

The Ghost Lord Qingbu grinned maliciously. He had just fought a fierce battle with the Mingzhi Ghost Monarch, but he had been suppressed by the Underworld Ghost Lord, which made him extremely frustrated.

Now we can finally hold our heads high!

"You guys are very strong, which is quite surprising."

The passing of the tide is also a cold, authentic way:

"What a pity! No matter your background or origins... before a king, you all face only death!"

The remaining Ghost Lord all felt confident at this moment.

"The Ghost King... a true king-level being..."

On one side of the Great Ruin Realm, Yun Yinchen's expression was extremely solemn.

Even in the Thirty-Three Heavens, there are very few beings at the King level.

It represents a pinnacle of spiritual practice, insurmountable!

With a single thought, the God-King can Shine Upon All Heavens; even a distance of tens of millions of miles is nothing more than a wave of his hand. He is a truly all-powerful being.

The Ghost King was the same, even more bizarre and terrifying.

With the appearance of this ghost Ghost King, the entire Eighth Sub-Star Domain seemed to have turned into a lifeless, desolate wasteland!

Nan Feng and the others also looked up at the throne.

On the throne, the Ghost King sat majestically, his long robe formed from dark ghostly energy, and black mist rose and fell from his empty eye sockets.

His hand rested casually on the armrest of the throne. His pale bones exuded a decaying aura, devoid of any flesh or blood, yet radiated a chilling power!

The Ghost King has bones.

In the realm of ghosts, most ghosts are illusory, like smoke or mist, elusive and unpredictable.

However, Ghost King -level expert has a bone to cling to.

In some legends of the Ghost Realm, Ghost King- level powerhouses are all transformed from once incredibly powerful figures after their deaths. Even though such figures die, their Dao bodies remain intact and their Dao bones are immortal, thus becoming one of the sources of power for Ghost King.

"Night Ming Ghost King!"

Looking at this ghost Ghost King, both Heavenly Darkness and Ming Zhi had extremely solemn expressions.

The words on their foreheads glowed, dispelling most of the oppressive aura, but they still felt tense and their hearts pounded, with an irresistible urge to kneel down.

This was the oppressive aura emanating from a true Ghost King, not the demon skin we had faced before.

"Where does your chess style come from? Although your level of skill is not as high as that of the person who once ventured into the Dead Land, the path you have walked seems to be broader than his."

The Ghost King had already spoken, his grand and indifferent voice resounding throughout the Star River, his empty eye sockets staring indifferently at Jiang Li.

He seems to care a lot about this.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Li pondered and said:

"The person you're talking about, is his name... Heibai?"

He was very much looking forward to it.

He would never forget the Black and White Heavenly King who once roamed the Yin Realm and single-handedly resisted the calamities of the living...

Moreover, the Black and White Heavenly King had met their master once before and had borrowed a lifetime's fortuitous opportunity from him.

Later, the Yin Realm was destroyed. The master cleaved the path between life and All living beings cross the ghost gate together. Countless beings in the Yin Realm were wiped out.

Only a small number of people in the Yang Realm who still have karmic connections are able to survive.

He didn't know if Heibai had survived.

But at this moment, he had a premonition... that what these people were saying was similar to his own philosophy of chess...

Perhaps only Heibai remain!

"That madman once boasted that he could reverse Yin and Yang and recreate the realm of ghosts... As for his name, we have never inquired about it."

"Because the name of a dead person is not worth asking about, nor worth remembering."

The Ghost King spoke indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Li was momentarily stunned.

That person... is dead?

If it really is Heibai...

Were they harmed by the Dead Land?

The Ghost King, however, calmly looked at the others.

"Several butterflies, of mysterious origin, rarely seen even in the Divine Realm... You must be the descendant of the Butterfly King of the Divine Realm."

He Yunxi, then looked at Ziling:

"If I'm not mistaken, the pen in your hand should be made from the feathers of divine birds such as the Fire Phoenix and Fire Luan. Perhaps only the ancient phoenix in the Ninth Heaven of the Divine Realm—the Heaven of Spirits—could have such miraculous effects."

"That ancient phoenix is said to have returned to its ancestral bloodline and is already the strongest among kings. I am very curious about your background, that you can make it pluck a feather to help you."

"Such music reminds me of the Divine Realm Qin King who once played a tune to subdue demons. I never imagined that such a genius would emerge so many years after his death."

"At the God-Lord realm, you've already manifested a dragon domain. And who is the Dragon Venerable of the Imperial Court to you?"

"A single blade of grass, yet it seems to possess boundless potential. If I'm not mistaken, it must be the transformed form of some powerful being after their death."

"I know several Brahma Kings of the Western Heaven Brahma Court who have shed their blood, but the Brahma Dao you cultivate is brutal and direct, unlike those hypocritical and compassionate people."

"In the realm of swordsmanship, you have reached the pinnacle at the God Lord level, possessing the potential of Sword King. Throughout the entire God Realm, there are only two or three individuals capable of training a swordsmanship prodigy like you."

"You've attained enlightenment through physical means. Those black divine hairs in your hands are of extraordinary origin. There are celestial patrol dogs before the Imperial Court. Are you connected to them?"

He commented on Nan Feng, Qing Chen, Long Zixuan, and others one by one, his gaze sweeping over Gongya and Xin Ning, his words turning cold:

"The Devil Realm has fallen, and the Demon Seed has vanished completely... But I never expected to see you here today. It seems there is still Devil King lurking in the shadows... Today, I will surely slaughter you two, otherwise, once you two grow stronger, this Dead Land will never be at peace!"

Even Ghost King of this level still harbors immense fear of the Devil Race.

After all, the Ghost Realm was once ruled and suppressed by the Devil Race, and the Ghost Clan was food for the Devil Race!

"The successor of the King of Qin, the successor of the Ancient Phoenix King, a prodigy of the Brahma Court, Venerable of the Emperor's Dragon Venerable... and even Devil Race."

Within the Ghost King's empty eye sockets, ghostly mist undulated, and he said:

"So many powerful figures and old friends have sent people here; it's quite a lively scene."

"Reincarnation stirs the heart; the divine realm desires it, the Brahma Court covets it, and even the Devil Race... cannot remain idle."

He sneered, feeling that he had completely seen through them.

These young people are no ordinary individuals; they represent the most powerful forces in the Yang Realm!

These powerful forces have all sent people here; this is probably the place they, the Ghost Realm, are looking for.

The land where reincarnation reappears!

"What a pity, those people were too timid to descend to the mortal realm and fight themselves, so they could only send their descendants... After killing you, they should appear, right?"

The Ghost King's voice was icy. As soon as his murderous intent arose, it annihilated inch by inch from the vast void before the throne, turning into Black Hole that spread towards the Great Ruin Realm.

If Tian Ling'er hadn't shifted so many star realms beforehand, the myriad stars would probably have exploded by now!

"How dare these ghosts cause trouble!"

Lin Jiuzheng a step forward, his Gang Step flowing out in a continuous arc, and talismans filled the sky.

But the Ghost King coldly replied:

"I have killed four Celestial Masters of the Divine Realm."

"They were stronger than you, and one of them was even a quasi-King-level Celestial Master. It's a pity they didn't hunt me down; instead, they became my prey."

"You... deserve to die too."

Boundless ghostly energy transformed into a giant black hand, pressing down across the starry sky and spreading for thousands of miles, directly aiming to suppress and kill all enemies!

At this moment, the Ghost King truly made his move.

The Heavenly Darkness Ghost Lord and the Mingzhi Ghost Monarch both trembled with fear. Even with the words above their heads protecting them, they couldn't help but retreat repeatedly, their ghostly forms in complete chaos!

"No... he wants to turn the entire star field into a ghost town."

The Heavenly Darkness, and a cry of alarm rang out!

However, right at this very moment...

Lin Jiuzheng stepped forward and said:

"You dare to show off your meager skills before an expert... You monster, take this!"

He reached out and grasped the Peachwood Sword at his waist!

Everyone can take a break now. Something urgent came up today, and I'm not sure if I'll be able to update again later.