The Origin Core Stage Yin Ghost wailed that he was truly unlucky. So this Dao Integration Stage Yin Ghost had brought them here to pursue, capture, or kill the murderer of the Six-Winged Ghost Bee. Who would have thought that after going to such great lengths, they would have to report back to the Nine Nether King? At most, the others had merely made a trip, while he had lost an arm.
Yet he did not dare say much. Circulating his mana, he slowly regrew the arm that had been torn off. Though the arm had returned, it had cost him over thirty years of cultivation.
Within a valley stood a Palace. The Palace itself looked utterly ordinary, but atop it stood a massive statue. It was merely a figure in black robes, its features indiscernible and its gender impossible to tell, making it seem exceedingly eerie.
The Dao Integration Stage Yin Ghost from before entered the Palace together with the Origin Core Stage Yin Ghost, whose arm had just regrown. The Palace was enormous. At the very front of the main hall stood a huge stone chair, upon which sat a person. This person looked exactly like the statue, with neither gender nor features distinguishable.
The Dao Integration Stage Yin Ghost and the Origin Core Stage Yin Ghost fell to their knees and said, "Greetings, Your Highness." The person seated on the stone chair was none other than the Nine Nether King.
An utterly emotionless voice came from the stone chair. "Rise. Have you found the murderer who killed the Six-Winged Ghost Bee?"
The Dao Integration Stage Yin Ghost said, "We now know who the culprit is, but there is a complication."
The emotionless voice spoke again. "What is it?"
The Dao Integration Stage Yin Ghost said, "The one