"That supreme treasure of the Ghost Realm was no small matter either. It was the Nine Underworlds Soul-Refining Banner, superior even to the Myriad Soul Banner.
This treasure held astonishing resentment. Once activated, it could condense into a tangible ghost domain, shrouding a thousand li around it and forming a Nine Underworlds hell, where the souls of living beings within would be stripped directly from their bodies.
Together with the other three Judge's Seals, if you are interested, Senior, I can also take you on a trip to Myriad Ghost City.
With your strength and abilities, Senior, seizing the Nine Underworlds Soul-Refining Banner and finding the other three Judge's Seals should be no difficult task."
The ghost cultivator made the suggestion in a low voice. As he spoke, his eyes rolled endlessly in their sockets; his calculating thoughts were well concealed, but they could not escape Su Shi'er's eyes.
"You reacted quickly enough. Is this... a scheme to invite the lord into the urn?"
Su Shi'er snorted coldly, directly exposing the ghost cultivator's intentions.
The ghost cultivator gave an awkward smile. "Senior, you jest. Every word I said is true!"
"Whether it is true or not, you know perfectly well in your own heart.
I'm afraid the two Ghost Kings you spoke of are not Ghost Cultivators at the Body Integration stage.
At the very least, they are existences at the Tribulation Crossing stage.
Such a clumsy scheme—or perhaps your calculations go beyond this, and you deliberately mean to stall for time, waiting for someone to come save you?"
Su Shi'er continued, a sharp gleam flashing through his eyes.
He saw through such a simple scheme at a glance.
The cultivation of the ghost cultivator before him was not weak either.
At the Spirit Severing stage, he would be considered