Rescuing Father

The pillar of lightning killed the blood-red ghost and continued crashing down. It struck the black Magic Formation on the ground, destroying it with ease.

The pillar did not vanish. Instead, it burst apart into dozens of white arcs as thick as bowls. They shot in every direction, striking the other ghosts outside the hall with unerring precision.

The other ghosts were no match for the white arcs either. They were wiped out on the spot.

Then three figures flew in from afar and landed outside the bedchamber.

At their head was a young man in a golden robe and crown. Handsome, with a hint of authority about him, he was the Ninth Prince Shen Luo had happened to meet while breaking through to the Soul Condensation Stage in seclusion beneath the Yellow River.

Beside him was a beautiful young woman Shen Luo had met several times before: the young woman surnamed Li, the dynasty's Nineteenth Princess.

Behind them stood the imperial advisor who had accompanied them back then. He had striking features and a faintly sickly look, and held a white horsetail whisk threaded with a glimmer of white lightning.

"Your Highness, Ninth Prince! Your Highness, Nineteenth Princess! Imperial Advisor Yuan!" The Imperial Guards before the hall hurriedly bowed to the three of them.

"How did ghosts get in here? What is His Majesty's condition?" the gold-crowned young man demanded.

"This... I don't know, Your Highness. The ghosts appeared without warning, and we fought with all our strength to hold them off. As for what happened inside, the Restriction set by the imperial advisor activated, so we couldn't enter or learn what was going on. But Immortal Master Lin, Immortal Master Dafang, and Immortal Master Wu have been guarding His Majesty inside. He should be unharmed," the dark-faced commander