"Ghost King Sect Master is the most likely person in the Sacred Sect today to unite the Sacred Sect and restore its former glory—a true lord of heroes."
"How dare you slander him here?"
"What are you really trying to do?!"
His voice brimmed with killing intent.
"Great Elder, you're wrong."
Jin Ping'er looked at him and slowly shook her head.
"I'm not slandering him."
"I'm merely stating a truth that was buried long ago."
As she spoke, her expression grew grave.
"Great Elder, do you know why Ghost King went to such lengths to set up the Four Spirits Blood Array, powerful enough to destroy heaven and earth?"
She looked at the Withered Elder and asked slowly.
"Was it not for his grand ambition to rule for a thousand generations?"
The Withered Elder looked at her and gave a cold snort.
"That was only one reason."
Jin Ping'er looked at him and slowly shook her head.
"Ghost King intends to use the power of the Pseudo Four Spirits Blood Array to tear open the barriers between worlds and summon Asura, who, according to legend, lives for destruction and slaughter."
"He intends to use Asura's power to completely purge this already-rotten world."
"Then he'll create a new world belonging solely to the Bright King's lineage."
"A world with no more Holy Mother, no more so-called righteous path like us, and no more opponents of any kind."
Her words sent a chill through everyone present.
They had never imagined that Ghost King's ambitions had grown so mad.
Jin Ping'er took an object from her storage pouch.
It was an ancient jade pendant.
A lifelike woman's face was carved into it.
The woman was none other than the Nether Holy Mother.
On the back of the pendant was a line of ancient