Luo Yunji gathered everything of value in the cave dwelling into the Bamboo Bag, then pushed it toward Mr. Ghost.
Mr. Ghost had no idea what he meant. He looked up at Luo Yunji, and the two silently stared at each other.
A moment later, Luo Yunji pushed the Bamboo Bag toward Mr. Ghost again.
Mr. Ghost had always been treated with respect by the Ghost King. How long had it been since anyone had treated him so rudely? When he finally understood what Luo Yunji meant, his Black Robe trembled a few times. Then he silently slung the Bamboo Bag over his shoulder and followed Luo Yunji toward Sub-mountain.
Whatever Mr. Ghost had experienced or seen, nothing had shaken him as much as the scene before him. The Ghost King Sect's upheaval had only filled him with regret and made him realize how ignorant he had been, but what stood before him now...
Luo Yunji's hands had already blurred into a flurry of afterimages. Before him, the entire Water Pool in the deep ravine slowly rose into the air. The Four Spirit Beasts roared in astonishment as they poured all their strength into activating the Four Spirits Array. The Taiji Yin-Yang Orbs revolved and swirled, dyeing the ravine a deep blue.
Mr. Ghost realized that Luo Yunji had set up a vast array here, unlike anything he had ever seen. It was as if Luo Yunji had conjured a Small World out of thin air, like a miracle—and now he was refining and controlling it. This was beyond the reach of ordinary mortals. Even the ancient immortals and gods had never been known to possess such methods.
In truth, Mr. Ghost was mistaken. In the ancient times, many powerful beings could create Small Worlds. It was just that many