In an instant, Jieyin and Zhunti realized that a Sage was meddling with their plans.
Yet after racking their brains for a long time, they still could not imagine who would take an interest in these few evil ghosts.
After all, the strength of these evil ghosts amounted to little in the Primordial World.
By all rights, they should not have caught a Sage's eye.
But a Sage's thoughts were not something they could fathom.
Thousand-Hand Yama and the other Ghost Sages fled to a peculiar place.
It was called Peach Stop Mountain.
A Ghost Sage lived in seclusion on this mountain.
His name was Shentu.
"You have all traveled far. Allow me, Shentu, to offer my greetings. Please come inside and rest."
Thousand-Hand Yama was puzzled. They should have been fleeing toward the Heavenly Court. He had already contacted a trusted confidant of a Demon Emperor there.
The man had promised to plead his case and thereby secure Daochen's assistance.
Yet somehow, after arriving at Peach Stop Mountain, they became lost and could no longer find their way out.
It had also taken them a long time to find Shentu.
Thousand-Hand Yama did not know how strong Shentu was, so he dared not act rashly.
"So this place has a master. Sorry for intruding, then."
The Skeleton Queen beside him froze for a moment, then gave Thousand-Hand Yama a puzzled look. "Yama, why be so cautious? This fellow is only a Ghost Sage. There are six of us. Why should we fear him?"
Venerable Ghost Buddha sneered beside them. "I don't know exactly what this place is, but anyone who can lay out such a formation is surely no ordinary person. Lord Shentu, speak plainly. What exactly do you mean by trapping us here?"
Shentu paused. "Venerable Ghost Buddha,