In a dark space, ghostly shadows loomed everywhere. One Ghost Mother after another was raising nine infants.
They had been condensed from ghost qi and possessed immense killing power.
Yellow Springs Nether Dragons drifted through the air, trailing streams of Yellow Springs behind them.
Some of the infants bathed and played in the Yellow Springs, letting out piercing laughter.
Two familiar auras rapidly approached.
Their strength was not weak, though neither was it particularly formidable—early-stage Immortals.
Compared to the Eastern Sea, the Ghost Mother and Nether Dragon races were clearly stronger.
They had abundant resources and could nurture their own.
"Jiang Changkong, we finally meet again."
The Nether Dragons and Ghost Mothers were exceedingly excited, vigorously patting Jiang Changkong on the shoulder.
"You've improved considerably. It hasn't been long, yet you've already become Immortals. Before long, you'll be Immortal Lords." Jiang Changkong smiled.
He was also happy to see that his two old acquaintances were safe.
"How are the Thirteenth Sea King doing?" Ghost Mother asked.
"The Eastern Sea is doing fairly well. Under the Heavenly Court's rule, there is no real danger."
Jiang Changkong said, "It's just that the Thirteenth Sea King may be a little weaker than you, and not as wealthy."
"You're the truly impressive one. You've already become an Immortal Emperor. Earlier, our clansmen said an Immortal Emperor was searching for us. It nearly scared us out of our wits."
A trace of fear colored the Nether Dragon's voice. "That was why the clan's Immortal Emperor went out, hoping to probe the situation."
"Feng He told you, didn't he?" Jiang Changkong said with a faint smile.
Ghost Mother nodded. "Feng He, that Ghost King, can be considered our neighbor. He serves the Heavenly Ghost Emperor."
"So the Heavenly Ghost Emperor is the one calling the shots