Myriad Ghost Imperial Capital.
One of the oldest imperial capitals in Netherworld Ancient Province.
The entire capital floated above a black nether river.
Its walls rose ten thousand zhang high, cast entirely from Myriad Ghost Netherstone.
From afar, the whole capital appeared shrouded in dense ghostly qi.
Ghost towers and nether palaces floated above it.
At that moment, countless ghost cultivators and Primordial Clan powerhouses moved through the capital, making it even more chaotic than usual.
All because Ming Wujin, who possessed the Void of Destiny Battle Body, had appeared in Myriad Ghost Imperial Capital over a year ago.
Under the surface, currents stirred throughout the capital.
The major ghost-cultivator factions and Primordial Clan powerhouses had all sent people there.
Some were even secretly searching the surrounding area for Ming Wujin.
The ordinary lineages that had secretly pledged themselves to Cang Xuanming were especially intent on finding him.
Whoosh!
Just then, a figure wreathed in chaos swept in from the distant sky and soon landed near Myriad Ghost Imperial Capital.
It was Lu Ren!
Lu Ren gazed at the ancient capital shrouded in ghostly qi. His eyes narrowed slightly. "So this is Myriad Ghost Imperial Capital?"
He could clearly sense countless powerful auras within it.
A few even gave him a faint sense of danger.
"As expected of the most prosperous capital in Netherworld Ancient Province!"
Lu Ren marveled, then leaped into the capital.
The moment he entered, a cold, sinister air struck him in the face.
Ghost cultivators were everywhere along both sides of the street.
Some had illusory bodies, as though they were spirits.
Others wore black robes, netherflames coiling around them.
Primordial Clan powerhouses also walked among the crowds, their formidable auras on full display.
Lu Ren did not linger on the streets.
Following the aura in