After sending Yan Yangzhe on his way, Zhang Yuan and Xiao Yuanjun continued strolling through Ghost Street.
Zhang Yuan took a small bite of his candied hawthorn skewer. It tasted good, sweet on his tongue.
The candied hawthorns were tangible, and Yan Yangzhe had gathered all the ingredients outside the city.
Ordinarily, even if ghosts could linger in the world, Yin and Yang remained separated. Common wandering ghosts could only drift aimlessly about. Never mind gathering ingredients to make candied hawthorns-they could not even pick up a pebble or pluck a flower.
However, the Ya Kingdom was now filled with great yin spirit qi and mysterious yin death qi. Even if it did not yet qualify as a true Netherworld, souls within its borders were far more substantial than elsewhere and had gained the ability to pick things up.
Of course, being able to pick things up was one thing. As souls without physical bodies, ghosts might claim to eat candied hawthorns, but in reality, they were absorbing the qi contained within them.
Eating his candied hawthorns, Zhang Yuan looked toward the City Lord's Residence.
The two cultivators at celestial person perfection, Wu Duanzhuo and Lu Qingwu, were in the City Lord's Residence. The thirty-odd Celestial Persons who had been captured were also in the Great Prison beneath it.
Clearly, the City Lord's Residence was the central hub of Clear Harmony City and most likely housed quite a few ghost deities of the Nether Bureau.
I came here for mysterious yin death qi. There's no need to rush into a confrontation with Wu Duanzhuo. Better to avoid his sharp edge for now.
He might have subdued and trapped Lei Jingbian with ease.
But there were differences between people, and naturally, there were differences between cultivators at celestial person perfection as