"Dragon's pool, tiger's den? If that's the case, can we still invade that human city? Should we retreat and avoid provoking them?" Upon hearing the Hungry Ghost King say this, many Nether Ghosts began to lose their nerve as well.
If that human city was truly so sinister, there was no need for them to provoke it. The world was vast; they could just as easily go elsewhere to devour humans.
"No."
The Hungry Ghost King waved a hand. "We still have to enter that city and probe it. The force capable of killing the Formless Ghost King is no trifling matter. Unless I get to the bottom of this, I can neither sleep nor eat in peace."
"Your Majesty means?"
Quite a few Nether Ghosts looked toward the Hungry Ghost King.
"Tonight, we launch a surprise attack on Qingyang City and test it. Let's see what this human city is truly capable of." A savage gleam flashed in the Hungry Ghost King's eyes. "If these humans really have some ability, we'll retreat at once. But if they don't, we'll slaughter every human in the city—leave neither man nor beast alive."
Terrifying killing intent seeped from its body.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The countless Nether Ghosts were immensely excited. They had waited three weeks already and were long past impatient. They were only insignificant humans; no matter how formidable they were, there was a limit. All of them were food.
As these Nether Ghosts spoke, Xia Ping, transformed into an ant, hid amid the sand and gravel, observing them in silence.
"As expected, they're Nether Ghosts. Those not of our kind are sure to harbor different hearts—they must be exterminated. But before killing these Nether Ghosts, I should test the power of illusion arts." Xia Ping rubbed his chin.
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