The Dao Sect Butts In

Thinking about it, one should remain Rujie.

Thinking that since Chen Changqing had said that, he must have something to rely on.

Now that things have come to this, he has no choice but to completely trust Chen Changqing.

Upon seeing this, a hint of worry flashed in Xiaoqian's eyes.

"Although young master has already broken through to the Spirit Transformation Realm."

"But this time, there are four Ghost Sovereign within this Yulan Stronghold."

"Can he... can he handle it?"

Xiaoqian muttered to herself.

If they were to actually fight, given her and Rujie's strength, it would be difficult for them to help Chen Changqing.

After all, the Four Great Ghost Emperors also have numerous Ghost Generals, Ghost Deity, and Ghost Kings under their command.

This Ghost General is equivalent to Human Race Cultivator at the Golden Core Realm.

Ghost Deity and gods correspond to the Purple Mansion Realm.

The Ghost King is equivalent to Nascent Soul cultivator!

In addition, there were countless Fierce Ghost Greater Ghost at the scene.

If a real fight broke out, she and Rujie would be lucky to even protect themselves.

At this moment, Chen Changqing remained calm.

He had a completely calm and collected expression, as if nothing had happened.

Rujie and Xiaoqian didn't know was this.

On occasions like today, it's nothing special for Chen Changqing.

During his previous trip to the Immortal Mountain Secret Realm, he was besieged by dozens of Nascent Spirit Transformation from various sects of the Demon Sect.

After emerging from the Immortal Mountain Secret Realm, they were besieged by two Title True Lord Monarchs and several Tribulation Transcendence experts.

Even so, he didn't even frown.

"Changqing Benefactor."

"When... when do we make our move?"

After a moment of silence, Chen Changqing with Rujie slightly nervous expression.

Chen Changqing smiled faintly and replied:

"No rush."

"Wait a little longer, let's try to wipe them out in one fell swoop this time!"

Seeing how easily Chen Changqing spoke, Rujie somewhat amused and exasperated, wondering where Chen Changqing got such confidence from.

But he had no other choice; everything depended on Chen Changqing.

Next, Chen Changqing and his two companions continued to wait in the shadows.

"Huff huff..."

Before long, a sudden gust of cold wind Yulan Stronghold, swirling up a sky full of paper money.

These paper money notes all shimmered with an eerie green light, making them both strange and chilling.

Immediately afterwards, the sounds of gongs, drums, and suonas could be heard.

Following the sound, they saw eight headless Ghost Generals carrying a large sedan chair into Yulan Stronghold.

This large sedan chair was made entirely of white bones.

Above the sedan curtains were countless struggling human skins sewn together.

Suddenly, the sedan curtains, without any wind, moved on their own and opened to both sides.

In the blink of an eye, one could see a woman being carried in the sedan chair; she was none other than the bride of this grand wedding, the Profound Yin Female Ghost.

This Profound Yin Female Ghost was dressed in an extremely gorgeous blood-red wedding gown.

The red was so intense it looked as if it could drip blood.

In addition, her wedding dress was embroidered with a pattern of Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts in gold thread.

What covered its head was not a red veil, but a black one, with a mysterious, Ghost Qi surrounding it, which could prevent it from being spied on!

Soon, the sedan chair was carried into Yulan Stronghold.

The three people, Chen Changqing and the others, who were hiding in the shadows, all turned to look at it in unison.

Of course, compared to Chen Changqing's calm and composed demeanor, Rujie and Xiaoqian appeared much more nervous.

"The Ghost Bride has arrived."

Chen Changqing muttered to himself, but didn't rush to make a move.

Before long, the eight Ghost Generals carried the sedan chair to the outside of the main hall.

Then, a female ghost servant quickly stepped forward, lifted the sedan curtain, and welcomed the Profound Yin Female Ghost.

The next moment, the Profound Yin Female Ghost slowly stepped out of the sedan chair.

Her figure was slender and her steps were light, yet her feet never touched the ground; with each step she took, a thin layer of black frost would condense on the ground around her.

Although her face was not visible, the extreme Resentment Qi and coldness emanating from her veil made many of the ghosts present feel uneasy.

"Ha ha!!"

The Yulan Ghost Emperor was overjoyed to see his bride arrive.

Then, under the arrangement of the master of ceremonies, the wedding ceremony began.

"May the netherworld bear witness, and may all ghosts be my witnesses!"

"Today, the Yulan Venerable Emperor and the Profound Yin Holy Maiden have been united in marriage!"

"One bow, to the Nether Blood Moon!"

As the master of ceremonies loudly proclaimed, the Yulan Ghost Emperor and the Profound Yin Female Ghost turned around and bowed to the Blood Moon in the sky.

"Second bow, to the Nine Nether Earth Veins!"

Then, the two ghosts turned towards the depths of Yulan Stronghold and bowed again.

There, connected to a Yin Spring, from which gushed forth Yin Baleful Qi, which was of unparalleled nourishment to Ghost Cultivators.

After the Yulan Ghost Emperor and the Profound Yin Female Ghost bowed twice, the master of ceremonies announced again:

"Husband and wife bow to each other!"

Upon hearing this, the Yulan Ghost Emperor turned around to face the Profound Yin Female Ghost, a hint of satisfaction and greed flashing in his crimson eyes.

The Profound Yin Female Ghost also turned slightly. Although she didn't move, her black veil moved slightly without any wind.

The two powerful Ghost Qi subtly merged at that moment.

Then, the two ghosts bowed to each other.

Seeing this, the emcee smiled with satisfaction and announced loudly:

The ceremony is complete!

As soon as the emcee finished speaking, all the ghosts present rejoiced and rushed forward to offer their congratulations to the Yulan Ghost Emperor!

Congratulations, Yulan Ghost Emperor!

"..."

In an instant, the ghost music became even more frenzied.

The Yulan Ghost Emperor, holding the Profound Yin Female Ghost, laughed loudly:

"Ha ha!"

"Cheers!"

Upon seeing this, all the ghosts raised their wine cups and drank the wine in one gulp.

It is called wine, but it is actually brewed from the blood of Human Race.

And just like that, the atmosphere of the ghost banquet at the scene instantly reached its climax.

With this single moment, the Yulan Ghost Emperor was filled with pride. After giving a knowing smile to the other Greater Ghost Kings, he prepared to lead his bride into the "bridal chamber."

But at that moment, something unexpected happened.

"Infinite Heavenly Venerable!"

A clear, melodious shout rang out.

The sound was like a thunderclap from the heavens, suddenly exploding!

"Boom!"

In addition, this shout also contained the Dao Resonance of Pure Yang, which dispels evil.

Upon hearing this, all the ghosts in the hall froze for a moment!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Immediately afterwards, a series of whooshing sounds rang out.

Following the sound, several streaks of light swept through the air and landed directly on the square inside Yulan Stronghold.

The visitors were all dressed in Daoist robes.

The leader, dressed in a Cyan Daoist Robe, exuded a powerful aura, and his cultivation had reached the mid-stage of the Spirit Transformation Middle Stage.

The six people behind him were dressed in uniform red Daoist robes.

Upon appearing, the leading Daoist in the green robe immediately shouted:

"You evil spirits, refusing to enter the Reincarnation, linger in the mortal world causing havoc!"

"Today, disciples of my Dao Sect have come to act on behalf of Heaven and send you to your deaths!"

The Spirit Transformation's voice was as clear as gold and jade, his words righteous and stern.

At the same time, Chen Changqing and the other two, who were secretly waiting, all changed their expressions upon seeing this sudden turn of events.

Especially for Rujie, he subconsciously let out a low growl:

"Holy shit!"

"These damned old men! Of all times, why did they have to come now?"

"Are they trying to Buddha Lord my business?"

Rujie one's temper doesn't work, one is practically ready to jump out of the box.

After all, the great achievement of delivering the Ghost Sovereign to the afterlife was something he desperately needed.

Whether he can successfully compete for the position of the Buddhist Sect Holy Son depends entirely on this opportunity.