The Ghost Emperor Rank wielding a massive axe cautiously sealed off this passage leading to the dark space. He set up multiple formations, terrified of being noticed by the other side.
He had already sensed a faint trace of aura coming from the endless darkness.
He had formed a certain guess about the existence within the dark space.
Perhaps they shared the same origin.
If they truly shared the same origin, then the other party's identity was all but obvious.
The Ghost World!
Only the pure Ghost Qi coming from the Ghost World could accelerate their growth.
Only it could awaken them and bring them into the world ahead of time.
The crucial point was that now was not yet the time for them to emerge.
From beginning to end, their enemy had been the Immortal Realm. If the Ghost World decided to meddle in this...
"They might very well go to war with the Ghost World." He gripped his massive axe, his tone filled with worry.
They were the Ghost Race, but they were also enemies of the Ghost World.
Even when they had still been living beings, it had been so.
"Forget it. We'll delay things one day at a time."
"Quite a few Emperor Rank beings have already awakened. Perhaps they'll have some solution."
Turning around, his gaze locked onto Lie Hun and the others again. He was about to begin a slaughter.
Yet at that very moment, an accident occurred.
A ripple passed beside him and entered the darkness, shooting straight toward its deepest end.
This sudden change made his body tense as endless terror surged from the depths of his heart.
By the time he wanted to stop it, it was already too late. It had been too fast, so fast it had reached the