Free Web NovelChapter 1261: Chapter 759: Celestial Ghost_3
In the void, strands of black smoke abnormally gathered together, transforming into a black-clad man.
The black-clad man wore a crown with tassels, a dragon-patterned black robe, with fine eyebrows, phoenix eyes, and three strands of black beard.
Although this man’s attire was magnificent and his demeanor extraordinary, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were cold and hollow, devoid of any emotion. He looked like a paper figure, exuding an indescribably eerie and sinister aura.
The Peacock King merely glanced at the black-clad man and felt as if she had fallen into an icy cavern; her whole body felt cold, and even her blood seemed to freeze.
The operating Little Five Elements Flying Feather Sword Light suddenly froze.
In that instant, the Peacock King felt that her life and death were in the opponent’s hands. The intense sense of powerlessness made her even lose the will to resist.
Qinglian ignored the Peacock King’s weakness, her gaze fell on the black-clad man, "Are you the Ghost Emperor?"
The black-clad man’s vacant pupils looked at Qinglian. After a moment of silence, he asked in return, "Are you one of Gao Xuan’s people?"
"Knowing my master’s great name, yet you do not kneel and meet your death."
Qinglian wasn’t usually arrogant, but she was disgusted by the Ghost Emperor’s demeanor and even more by his silent sneak attack.
The Ghost Emperor, being one of the top powerhouses of the Eight Desolates, acting so contemptibly truly made her look down on him.
The Ghost Emperor, having lived so long and practicing the Ghost Dao, had no normal emotions. Qinglian’s words meant nothing to him.
What he truly cared about was the name Gao Xuan.
Gao Xuan had unified the Southern Barbarian Wilderness, sweeping through the Seventy-Two Demon Emperors. The Ghost Emperor had certainly heard of such a great spectacle.
Regarding Gao Xuan, the Ghost Emperor was highly cautious.
Because no other Earth Immortal, however strong, kept expanding their territory and annexing other Earth Immortals. Only Gao Xuan lacked restraint, ravenously devouring everything around him.
The Southern Barbarian Wilderness was adjacent to the Southern Barbarian Wilderness. If Gao Xuan was insatiably greedy, he would certainly covet the Southern Barbarian Wilderness.
Though vigilant, the Ghost Emperor had no great solution. Earth immortals had to guard their own homes, unable to roam freely.
He couldn’t harvest all the Spiritual Qi and flee because of Gao Xuan’s threat.
Harvesting Spiritual Qi felt good, but there would be no follow-up, which was very troublesome.
The Ghost Emperor could only organize his thirteen Ghost Dao cultivator subordinates, instructing them to report immediately if anything unusual occurred.
When Ten Thousand Ghosts died, the Ghost Emperor sensed something amiss and rushed over. Discovering Qinglian and the Peacock King present, he immediately employed the Celestial Ghost Roar without any hesitation.
This was his most powerful Divine Technique, and its power grew with his cultivation. Though hastily using only half his strength, it was evident that Qinglian’s cultivation was superb, no less than his.
The Ghost Emperor said to Qinglian, "I can forgive your offense. The matter with Ten Thousand Ghosts can also end here. This is my respect for Daoist Monarch Gao. However, my tolerance is limited.
"From today, Daoist Monarch Gao and his people can never again enter the Fourteen Celestial Ghost Dao."
"Hehehe..."
Qinglian chuckled softly, "You Earth Immortals are always so naive, thinking staying hidden at home will keep you safe. The master intends to sweep the world and rebuild the order of the Primordial Celestial Realm. For petty beings like you, there are only two paths: stand and die, or kneel and die. Choose."
"Delusional, courting death."
The Ghost Emperor wasn’t angry; it was just clear from the other party’s message that reconciliation was impossible. He wouldn’t hold back either.
While speaking, the Ghost Emperor had already contacted the other twelve Ghost Dao cultivators.
According to the Ghost Dao, at their level, they should be called Celestial Ghosts, meaning the supreme Yin spirit of heaven and earth; as long as heaven and earth exist, they are immortal.
The Ghost Emperor and the thirteen Celestial Ghosts formed the Fourteen Celestial Ghost Dao, transforming this land entirely to supreme Yin ghost spirits.
After millions of years of cultivation, this land had become the Ghost Country, nurturing billions of ghost spirits.
This act disrupted the balance of heaven and earth’s Yin and Yang, thus defying the heavens, made possible only by the supreme treasure, the Celestial Ghost Order, in the Ghost Emperor’s possession.
The Ghost Emperor, wary of powerful beings like Yuan Qinglian, dared not expand recklessly, leading the thirteen Celestial Ghosts to monopolize one area, living freely.
He never imagined that Yuan Qinglian wouldn’t meddle, but Gao Xuan would come instead. More frustratingly, Gao Xuan intended to kill them without negotiation.
At this point, the Ghost Emperor wouldn’t hold back. Realizing he couldn’t retain Qinglian alone, he summoned the twelve Celestial Ghosts to launch a group attack.
The twelve Celestial Ghosts converged from all directions, encircling Qinglian and the Peacock King.
The twelve Celestial Ghosts had bodies made of dark green ghost flame, towering thousands of feet high, the green flames covering them exuding infinite Yin vicious energy.
Accompanying the twelve Celestial Ghosts were billions of ghost spirits. Strong ghost spirits could form into fearsome beasts or human shapes, while weaker ones were mere clumps of ghost fire.
In an instant, the whole world was submerged by green ghost fire.
The Peacock King glanced at the surrounding battle formation, frightened to the point of her Divine Soul nearly splitting.
She whispered to Qinglian, "What do we do?"
Qinglian nonchalantly said, "What’s there to fear?"
"Can you stop them?" The Peacock King was very startled; she didn’t believe Qinglian had such power.
Qinglian hesitated for a moment, then shook her head, "There are too many of them; I might not be able to win."
She paused, then said with unusual confidence, "If I can’t win, it doesn’t matter; there’s always the master!"
