Gold-Red bloodlight flowed, bathing the sky above the Daoist Grounds in steaming clouds and radiant rosy hues.
Seated quietly cross-legged on the suspended platform, Wang Ba swept his gaze over the Green-Robed Maiden before him, a faint smile appearing on his face.
"So it's you, Yu Yu."
"Don't smile!"
Yu Yu snapped, her expression cold.
"Answer me! Where did my father go?"
At her words, Wang Ba's smile remained unchanged. He merely shook his head slightly and said helplessly:
"Where he went, I don't know either..."
Yu Yu furiously interrupted:
"How could you not know? You were the one who sent him outside!"
"Bring him back at once, or I'll-"
"How dare you!"
Just then, a sharp shout rang out, and several figures swiftly flew up.
Short and ugly, with Death Qi swirling around them, they were none other than the Five Great Ghost Kings of the Myriad Ghost Sect.
The impatient Ghost King Boluo immediately stepped in front of Wang Ba and angrily rebuked her:
"How dare you offend the Dao Master!"
Among the other four Ghost Kings, Ghost King Tengmo hesitated slightly, but the remaining three all looked filled with righteous indignation, angrily berating her.
Wang Ba swept his gaze over them, well aware that they were eager to distinguish themselves before him.
He was just about to speak.
But baleful fury already filled Yu Yu's eyes as she flew into a rage.
"I'm talking to him! What are you lot meddling for? Take this!"
Before her words faded, Blood Qi surged upward!
"Then let's fight!"
Ghost King Boluo was already headstrong by nature. Moreover, after spending over a hundred years within the realm nursing his Primordial Spirit, it had become much better matched to his own Dao Domain. Believing his combat strength had greatly improved, he naturally