The Might of Sixth Order Dao Soldier Spirit Beans

Just as Qin Ming had expected.

After several waves of harassment from low-ranking ghosts and demonic beasts.

Little Turtle Peak finally faced a formidable opponent.

A force composed of several thousand Netherworld Underworld ghosts, led by an Early Void Refinement Rakshasa Ghost, swept toward the Eastern Huang Mountain Range at tremendous speed.

"Lord Ghost-Masked Evil Monarch, why are we breaking through in this direction? Could it be that Senior Che has some special arrangements?"

A Spirit Transformation ghost cultivator, flapping four pairs of bone wings as he sped along, asked the pale-faced black-robed young man at the front.

"Hmph! What fun is there in following Old Ghost Che and serving as cannon fodder for a siege?"

"Others may not know what that old fellow is plotting, but This Seat knows it all too well."

"He merely calculated that the sacred artifact was most likely within Heavenly Star City, which was why he agreed to the Demon and Devil Races' conditions."

"This time, Old Ghost Che has even prepared the Shibi Sacrificial Spirit Grand Formation. When those seven Refining Void Corpse Fiends self-destruct, their power rivals an Body Integration Realm divine ability. Had This Seat not led you away, we would likely have become nothing more than a negligible bit of fuel for the formation."

"Gasp! Senior Che truly intends to do that?!" The few Spirit Transformation Netherworld ghost cultivators could not help but turn pale upon hearing this news.

The Ghost-Masked Evil Monarch sneered. "What did you think? The higher-ups issued a death order this time: that sacred artifact must be found. Old Ghost Che somehow calculated that the item was definitely within this region of the human race."

"That is why he is willing to pay any price to recover this Netherworld sacred artifact."

"Ah? Wasn't that supreme treasure