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People said the legend of the ghost infant was nothing but a rumor the scholar had deliberately spread. The child had been left behind by the wife he had abandoned, and he wanted to paint himself as the victim.

But those who had actually seen the ghost infant knew the scholar had not been lying.

The child had only half a body. It was not the lower half that was missing, but the left half.

Later, the Ghost Shadow Sect took the child away to pursue immortal cultivation. Nothing more was heard of the child.

The Ghost Shadow Sect did not choose disciples for the quality of their Spiritual Roots or the strength of their Root Bones. It chose all manner of monsters.

Unlike the Hall of Samsara, it had no strict rules. It was more like a gathering place for Rogue Cultivators.

But this way of cultivating was said to have filled the Ghost Shadow Sect with powerful fighters whose methods knew no end.

Once, an elder of the Ghost Shadow Sect had fought a hundred foes alone and slain countless members of the Devil Race.

After the battle, however, that elder vanished. Not a single Ghost Shadow Sect member's body was found on the entire battlefield.

To see a member of the Ghost Shadow Sect here was truly astonishing.

Li Zi's eyes widened too. She stared intently at the man shrouded from head to toe in a black robe.

She could hardly wait to see what methods a disciple of the legendary, mysterious Ghost Shadow Sect would use to defeat his opponent.

Everyone present held their breath and stopped talking, their attention fixed on the arena.

The Flame Hall Disciple across from him was nervous. Cold sweat had already broken out on his forehead.

Li Zi looked around.