"A Ghost Path Cultivator! Our Young Tribe Leader was turned into a puppet by a Ghost Path Cultivator!"
"Damn it!"
The three elders of the Giant Elephant Immortal Clan flew into a rage. Their long elephant trunks swept out and lashed the Ghost Path Cultivator's body.
"Ah!"
The Ghost Path Cultivator's body shuddered and shattered. His flesh turned to a mass of pulp that fell from the sky and slammed into the ground.
"Who are you? How did you know who I was?"
The Ghost Path Cultivator roared.
"I am a Ghost Hunter. I hunt Ghost Path Cultivators like you!"
Lu Ren landed and planted a foot on the Ghost Path Cultivator. He said to the three elders, "I'll be taking this Ghost Path Cultivator with me!"
"Damn Ghost Path Cultivator!"
But the three elders of the Giant Elephant Immortal Clan were still consumed by grief.
The Giant Elephant Immortal Clan had placed all its hopes on Xiang Shaozhen. Of their generation, he had stood the best chance of reaching the Supreme Realm.
Now he had become a Ghost Path Puppet. They could not accept it.
After a long while, one elder returned to his elephant-headed, human-bodied form and cupped his hands. "Thank you for intervening. If he had used our Young Tribe Leader's identity to cultivate to the Supreme Realm, the consequences would have been unthinkable!"
"Slaying ghosts is my duty," Lu Ren said calmly.
"May I ask what to call you?" the elder asked.
"Ghost Hunter."
With that, Lu Ren reached out, seized the Ghost Path Cultivator, and left.
The Ghost Path Cultivator had revealed his true form, and the Giant Elephant Immortal Clan's cultivators had gravely wounded him. Held in Lu Ren's grasp, he could not move a muscle.
"Who are you? How did you know who