Eastern Zheng Province

"Heh! Weren't you acting tough? Why can't you say anything now?!"

Old Ghost's face turned deathly pale. "P-Predecessor! Please spare my life! I swear I'll never set foot in Southern Emperor Province again!"

Murong Longzhan sneered. "Cut the nonsense! Tell me honestly where the Ghost King Sect's headquarters is! Otherwise, I'll make you wish you were dead!"

Old Ghost was filled with despair. "Predecessor! I can't tell you that. Even if I die, I can't! Can you spare my life?"

Murong Longzhan's expression darkened. "Hmph! You dared to insult my niece. That alone is a capital offense. But with your acquired-level strength, you must know quite a few things about the Ghost King Sect. I have ways to get the truth out of you! Come back with me!"

Old Ghost laughed despairingly. "Hahaha! It seems I have no other choice!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Ghost's face suddenly turned black. A stream of foul-smelling black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his head lolled to one side. He died there, consumed by hatred!

Murong Longzhan's face darkened. "Damn it! I was a step too late. I didn't pull out the poison tooth in his mouth!"

Furiously, Murong Longzhan crushed him into a bloody mist that dispersed into the air. Then, he tapped two streams of true energy into the two men, completely driving out the icy force from their bodies.

"You two risked your lives to protect your master. When we return, I'll report this to His Majesty and see that you are rewarded!"

The two men were immediately overjoyed. They quickly knelt on one knee and cupped their hands. "Many thanks, War Prince!"

Murong Longzhan waved a hand. "Get up first."

The two men slowly rose to their feet and asked solemnly, "War Prince!