The Might of a Ghost Immortal-Who Dared Question It!
"Thirteen thousand two hundred points?!"
The one-eyed elder of Blood Baleful Intent City suddenly stood up from the stone chair. Due to the suddenness of his movement, the Ghost Qi in his body surged, directly shattering the Xuan Yin wooden chair beneath him.
He stared intently at the top of the ranking stone tablet, his eyes even showing tiny blood vessels around his eyes.
"Are you kidding me! Only two hours have passed, and you've gained 5,400 points in a single instance? Even if you wiped out all the True Lord -level ghost soldiers on the outskirts of this Minor World, it would be impossible to accumulate such an outrageous number!"
The entire White Jade Plaza erupted in an uproar.
The Ghost Cultivators on the other twelve side hall viewing platforms looked at each other in bewilderment, their discussions boiling over like a torrent.
"Cheating! This is definitely a flaw in the formation!"
The deputy city lord of Black Mountain City snapped out of his daze, his face turning purple. He shrieked, "In previous years, Dark Moon City couldn't even squeeze into the top 100. This year, they found a Human Race brat. How could they possibly overpower the Qin Clan of the Central Domain and the Young Master of Rakshasa City? Could it be that Dark Moon City used some underhanded and treacherous Secret Method to tamper with the records of the Soul-Guiding Jade Register Principle?!"
"Bullshit!"
The First Ghost General stepped out of the stands, his black armor clanging, his battle sword half-drawn from its sheath, and a surging Sha Qi rushed straight towards the Black Mountain City camp.
"If your skills are inferior, then don't bother barking! My guest master's abilities are extraordinary; he slays enemies like slaughtering dogs. How could you frogs in a well possibly fathom his true potential?!"
"Presumptuous!"
"Dark Moon City is nothing but a dying wretch, yet it dares to bark here!"
The leaders of several cities drew their weapons, and the violent Principle of the ghost path clashed wildly in the sky above the square, and a chaotic battle was about to break out.
Right now.
Boom!
At the very top of the Firmament, a towering thundercloud suddenly tore apart.
A terrifying pressure, surpassing that of Above Heavenly Monarch and as vast as a starry sea, suddenly descended.
The entire void of the White Jade Plaza instantly froze into absolute stillness.
The Black Mountain City Deputy City Lord and the Blood Baleful Intent City One-Eyed Elder, who had just been shouting, suddenly sank down, their knees crashing uncontrollably onto the bluestone slab, spitting out mouthfuls of dark Essence Blood.
At the end of the Heavenly Gate stone steps, the Duty Ghost General clad in heavy Mysterious Black armor slowly placed his hand on the Ancient Sword at his waist.
The nine chains of Extreme Dao Principle surrounding him emitted a piercing metallic scraping sound, and his vast will at the Ghost Immortal level swept across every corner of the arena like the Heavenly Collapse.
"Quiet!"
The Duty Ghost General uttered two words.
The sound wasn't loud, but it was as if billions of ancient divine mountains had crashed directly into the Sea of Consciousness of all the powerful figures present.
Thousands of arrogant elders of the Ghost Path turned pale at the same time, lowered their heads, and dared not even breathe.
"The list of Yama Ancestral Lands is jointly inscribed and illuminated by the Principle of the Ten Halls of Yama Hell."
The Duty Ghost General's gaze swept indifferently over the Black Mountain City and the others who lay slumped on the ground. "The Heaven and Earth Laws converge, life and death are determined by fate. Anyone who dares to utter the word 'cheating' again will face my ruthless sword, and I will extract your souls and burn them as celestial lamps!"
After he finished speaking, the entire room fell into a deathly silence, as if it were a graveyard.
The Ghost Immortal spoke, sealing the final verdict!
This means that those 13,200 points were not diluted at all; they were all earned by Chen Changqing through sheer hard work and battle in the Primordial Minor World!
After a brief silence.
"Ha ha!"
A clear and cheerful laugh suddenly rang out from the main viewing platform high in the sky.
The Dark Moon Ghost Lord leaned back on the jade chair, her purple dress fluttering, her exquisite face radiating an unprecedented sense of ease and exuberance.
She picked up the Nine Netherworlds Wine from the table and raised her glass in a gesture of respect to the Rakshasa Ghost King, whose face was ashen.
"Brother Rakshasa, it seems that Fellow Daoist Chen does indeed have his own methods in doing things."
The Dark Moon Ghost Lord took a sip of strong liquor, his brows furrowed with disdain. "Just now, some people said that Fellow Daoist Chen was a moth drawn into a trap. Now it seems that not only did this moth not die, it also conveniently burned the entire Primordial Forest to the ground!"
The Rakshasa Ghost King's knuckles turned white as he gripped the wine vessel. He let out a cold snort and turned his head to one side.
In previous years' competitions, Dark Moon City was always firmly suppressed by Rakshasa City, suffering endless humiliation.
Today, Chen Changqing single-handedly swept through thousands of troops, not only washing away the humiliation of Dark Moon City for thousands of years, but also crushing the face of all the heroes of the Outer Domain under his feet!
At this moment, all the soldiers accompanying Dark Moon City straightened their chests, feeling their Qi and Blood surging and exhilarated!
Within the Ancestral Land Minor World.
The lingering stench of blood still lingered around the Ancient Gods and Devils Altar.
The billowing dust gradually subsided.
The land within a radius of hundreds of miles has been plowed into a scorched basin. The 30,000 ghost soldiers and the eight Half-Step Heavenly Monarch level Corpse Baleful Qi that originally occupied this place have now turned into floating ashes between heaven and earth.
Chen Changqing held the Immortal Execution Sword in one hand, his white robe unstained by blood.
Call.
He exhaled a long breath, just as the system notification from deep within his Sea of Consciousness had ceased.
[Defeat eight Primordial Corpse Fiends, gain 13,200,000 AFK Points!]
[Current AFK Points Balance: 50,000,000 points!]
A full 50 million AFK Points!
The number 13,200, hovering above his Netherworld Jade Talisman, was radiating a dazzling Golden Light.
"Fifty million points."
A slight ripple stirred in Chen Changqing's heart.
Having accumulated such a large number of AFK Points, he could quickly deduce a top-tier ultimate Divine Ability to the Great Perfection, and even pave the way for breaking through to the next major realm.
However, now is not the time to stop.
The five-day trial period has only been going on for a little over half a day.
If we stop here, there's no guarantee that those prodigies in the Central Domain who possess the inheritance of the Emperor's Scripture will eventually surpass us.
Chen Changqing has always believed that even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit. If he wants to be number one, then he must make sure that those behind him don't even have the right to look up to him.
He calmed his mind, Twelve Primordial Spirits began to operate rapidly deep within his Sea of Consciousness.
His Divine Sense, spanning five thousand miles, spread out once more, like an invisible net, sweeping layer by layer towards the core area of Minor World.
Suddenly.
On the westernmost edge of his Divine Sense, a bottomless, abyss, completely frozen by extreme yin and cold energy, caught his attention.
Deep within that ancient abyss, a faint yet extremely high-dimensional wave of destruction was slowly gathering.
It even faintly carries the aura of immortal Principle.
"A slumbering remnant of an ancient immortal?"
A burning glint flashed in Chen Changqing's eyes.
The Heavenly Baleful Ghost General, though only at the Late Heavenly Monarch Stage, contributed twelve million AFK Points.
If only we could slay an ancient being who had truly touched the Dao Sect...
What a generous reward that would be!
Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Changqing took a step forward, his Drunken Immortal Moon-Gazing Step transforming into a stream of light, instantly tearing through the dark clouds and speeding towards the west.