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Chapter 159: Beneath the Fierce Sun, the Ghost king Reappears
Chapter 159: Beneath the Fierce Sun, the Ghost king Reappears
In the inner city, the intense sunlight shone down.
Amidsthe confusion and shock, everything seemed normal.
A powerful auraof darkness suddenly spread out, overwhelming everyone.
At the same time, a massive surge of powerful qi fluctuated, bursting out.
Black beams of light shot up into the sky.
Each beam was over a dozen zhang wide.
The Beams were surrounded. Countless spirits flew out, emittingjoyful cries of relief as they saw the sun.
The cries of the spirits, in an instant, became the only melody in this city.
Even the wails of countless cultivators, on the brink of death, were suppressed.
Suddenly, a loud roar of a golden core cultivator’s mighty magical power burst out from the phoenix mountain.
In the outer city, Luo chensi pulled zhouyuanli, he frantically retreated.
Hearing that roar, his body staggered, his consciousness swung his head to look.
On the phoenix mountain, a beam of golden sword light was about to soar out.
However, just as the sword light burst out, a gigantic hand suddenly smacked down.
Bang!
The golden sword light was smacked back into the phoenix mountain.
Blocked by this, the three black beams expanded again, splitting the earth open with a massive crack.
"Accounting!"
A powerful wave of a golden core cultivator’s might surged out from the phoenix mountain.
In the outer city, Luo chen pulled zhouyuanli, he frantically retreated.
Hearing that "accounting" sound, his body staggered, his consciousness Swung his head to look.
On the phoenix mountain, a beam of golden sword light was about to soar outHowever, just as the sword light burst out, aGigantic hand smacked down.
times, it was only blocked for a moment before being torn apart.
The golden sword light transformed into a rainbow, coiling like a giant dragon on the phoenix mountain.
Suddenly, a huge figure with golden eyes appeared, raising his hand to the three Beams.
Bang!
A powerful explosion resounded.
A powerful wave of energy radiated from the west district, spreading out and almost turning half of the inner city into ruins.
A figure in the Gray Robe rose from the ruins.
He looked at the huge figure, slightly nodding his head.
"You’ve been well,, to!"
."
Faced with the huge figure,, the gray Reted cultivator sighed, then smiled, "Indeed, too late, you didn’t realize who time."
."
Indeed, too late!
The peak attack didn’t take effect immediately, and the opponent wouldn’t get another chance to counter the previous move.
The huge figure, a little regretful.
After yesterday, obtaining this sword pill, he was felt the loss of his sect, didn’t carefully examine the sword pill.
In fact, an ordinary person wouldn’t Examine a Lost Sword Pill.
The Sword, the lost sword.
The Gray RobeEvilmicultator had already fallen, leaving a sword pill behind.
Unexpectedly, just a day later, he found himself in the similar situation.
"Didn’t you think, you’re the elder opponent?"
Facing the huge figure, the gray robe cultivator helplessly said, "At this point, isn’t it already too late?"
"Too late?"
"No, it’s not too late!"
"You didn’t think, you’re the elder opponent?"
Not only that, but even this region seemed to have a subtle connection to it.
At this moment, it appeared that the three Ghost Kings were trapping Pang Renxiong with their life-bound ghostly energy, but in reality, it was the Great River Market that had trapped them.
The gray-robed cultivator, who had been retreating, merely smiled lightly, without saying a word.
"You have violated the rules of the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect and will be pursued for life. Where do you think you can run to?"
Seeing that the man still did not respond, Pang Renxiong extended his hand, and his life-bound Sword Pill, hidden in the void, fell into his palm, transforming into a solid golden giant sword.
"Don't think that three Ghost Kings, suppressed for hundreds of years and nearly exhausted, can kill me!"
As he spoke, the three Ghost Kings moved! Each of them took a step and charged toward Phoenix Landing Mountain with a thunderous roar.
Wherever they passed, ghostly energy swirled, and all living beings caught in the ghostly energy were instantly annihilated.
Large numbers of cultivator souls replenished their bodies, making their originally ethereal forms gradually solidify.
Six pairs of ghostly eyes glowed green, like lanterns.
At this moment, the Great River Market had become a ghostly realm.
"Lu Tianhong, Miao Wen!"
"Present!"
"Present!"
Two figures flew out from the Sword Pavilion.
"Activate the Third Rank Formation Array!"
"Yes!" "Yes!"
Without hesitation, the two Foundation Establishment cultivators channeled large amounts of spirit energy into the main pavilion of the Sword Pavilion.
A vast light barrier instantly appeared, spanning from south to north, tightly enclosing the entire inner city of the Great River Market.
Seeing this, the gray-robed cultivator finally stopped his retreat.
He raised his head and looked at the light barrier above him.
"A Third Rank Formation Array, quite a good move."
"Unfortunately, with only one large First Rank Spirit Vein, it cannot bear the burden!"
The art of formation arrays contains profound truths.
It is not just a few array flags and an array disk.
Especially for a Third Rank Formation Array, the number of major and minor restrictions involved can be as high as tens of thousands.
Relying solely on the array instruments is insufficient to unleash its full power. It must be supported by a spirit vein of the corresponding rank to function smoothly.
However, the Great River Market only had one large First Rank Spirit Vein, which did not match the Third Rank Formation Array.
Almost as soon as the formation array appeared, a thunderous roar echoed from Phoenix Landing Mountain.
Countless streams of spirit energy, like a dragon drinking water, were drawn by the formation array.
Large chunks of rock rolled down the mountain.
The newly established Dao Forum Platform, trembling violently, collapsed with a loud crash, losing its former glory.
Faced with this scene, the Jade Cauldron Sword Cultivator did not seem surprised.
The two Foundation Establishment True Cultivators responsible for controlling the formation array—Lu Tianhong—sneered:
"Short-sighted, how can you understand the profundity of our Jade Cauldron Formation Array? Retract!"
"Retract!"
Miao Wen's voice echoed from the side.
In the next moment, the light barrier enveloping the Great River Market rapidly contracted, finally encircling Phoenix Landing Mountain.
At this point, its power reached its peak.
Meanwhile, Pang Renxiong was already engaged in battle with the three Ghost Kings.
The overwhelming sword light cut through the boundless ghostly energy, showing no sign of decline.
Seeing this, the gray-robed cultivator remained calm, sitting cross-legged in the void.
His eyes closed, seemingly indifferent to the outside world.
But only another Golden Core cultivator like Pang Renxiong knew that the other's divine sense was trembling violently.
"What technique is this? How can you control three Ghost King-level beings?"
"Silent?"
"Do you think that just with these three Ghost Kings, you can grind me down to nothing?"
"Come, let me see how many more tricks you have!"
...
"President, what's happening in the Great River Market?"
Zhou Yuanli, who was usually incredibly composed, now looked horrified, losing his usual calm demeanor.
Liu Qiang, standing beside him, was trembling uncontrollably.
Luo Chen swallowed hard, his face filled with fear.
From the three towering black figures, he sensed a familiar aura.
He blurted out:
"Ghost Kings!"
"These are the three Ghost Kings that the Great River Market has suppressed for hundreds of years!"
Suddenly, he remembered where the familiar feeling came from.
One of the Ghost Kings in the north, if he was not mistaken, was the one beneath the inverted house where he had lived for a long time.
On the first day he moved into the courtyard, Gu Caiyi had mentioned this being.
The area in the north of the city, with relatively cheaper rent, was so because the suppression of this Ghost King caused a heavy yin energy, making it unsuitable for many cultivators to practice.
"Who is this gray-robed cultivator, to release such a terrifying thing in such a heartless manner?"
Ghost Kings were not common.
Among ghostly beings, the realms were divided into Ghost Soldiers, Ghost Generals, Ghost Kings, and Ghost Emperors.
A very clear and understandable classification.
Among them, Ghost Kings were equivalent to human Golden Core cultivators and beast kings.
In other words, Pang Renxiong was now battling three beings of the same rank.
"No, it's not just three. That gray-robed cultivator must also be a Golden Core cultivator."
"Pang Renxiong is fighting one against four!"
"Can he win?"
Luo Chen dared not think further.
If the other side lost, what would happen to the Great River Market was unimaginable.
No, perhaps the tip of the iceberg was already showing.
Luo Chen's eyes, with great effort, shifted from the center of the battle to the devastated, ghostly Great River Market.
He did not know how many inner city cultivators had died.
Hearing that it was Ghost Kings, Zhou Yuanli and Liu Qiang, despite their mental preparation, turned pale.
What were once legendary beings were now right before them.
They were mere Qi Cultivators, and a sense of immense powerlessness welled up in their hearts.
Seeing the two of them in a daze, Luo Chen cursed inwardly.
They absolutely could not get involved in this battle.
"We cannot stay here any longer. Return to Crescent Moon Valley quickly!"
Crescent Moon Valley was hundreds of miles away from the inner city of the Great River Market and would not be affected by the Golden Core battle for the time being.
Moreover, they had been operating there for some time and had set up a Five Elements Formation Array.
Only by first returning to that place and holding the ground can we be safer.
Most importantly, they needed to inform the people of the Luo Tian Assembly about what had happened in the Inner City.
The three of them did not hesitate, bursting into their maximum speed as they crossed the outer district.
Luo Chen, flying in the air, his thoughts constantly turning, finally let out a bitter laugh, filled with complexity.
They had already made all the preparations to leave the Great River Market, yet how did things suddenly change at the last moment?
Indeed, plans are always outpaced by changes!
He wondered what kind of expressions his friends, who had bid him farewell, would have when they saw him return.
Suddenly, Luo Chen’s figure paused slightly.
His gaze fell to the ground.
“President, what’s the matter?”
Zhou Yuanli and Liu Qiang quickly stopped.
Following his line of sight, they also looked down.
Ten cultivators shrouded in black robes, instead of retreating, advanced, moving swiftly toward the Inner City of the Great River Market.
And it wasn’t just this one group.
There were similar teams in other places as well.
Seemingly sensing the gaze, the leader of one of the groups lifted his head and locked eyes with Luo Chen.
“It’s him!”
Seeing that familiar golden dragon mask, Luo Chen was startled.
He forcibly suppressed the urge to look away and saluted the cultivator with a fist.
Then, without hesitation, he led his two subordinates to fly away.
On the ground!
“Sir, what’s the matter?”
Tianxingzi retracted his gaze and smiled faintly.
“Nothing, just saw an interesting little guy.”
“Don’t delay the important matters, hurry and go support Elder Linghu. If we’re late, we won’t get any credit.”
...
Tianxingzi!
The master of the Great River Market’s Zhenlong Black Market, a Foundation Establishment True Cultivator!
That golden dragon mask was the most distinctive mark.
“Not retreating but advancing, they are here to provide support.”
“But they are cultivators from the Zhenlong Black Market, unrelated to the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect.”
“Which means, they are supporting that suddenly appearing gray-robed Golden Core!”
Luo Chen felt as if an invisible net had been woven for a long time, only to be retracted today.
He almost got caught in it.
However, the Zhenlong Black Market being a mastermind behind the scenes was a possibility he had never considered.
Luo Chen recalled the casual remarks the black market cultivator had made when giving him the embroidered ball artifact.
With that embroidered ball artifact, one could know the opening times of the black market every month.
Even if one went to other markets, it would still be effective.
At that time, he had thought that the Zhenlong Black Market must be backed by a force no less powerful than the Lianyun Merchant Alliance.
But now, he realized his thoughts were too simple.
A force daring to release a suppressed Ghost King and besiege a Jade Cauldron Golden Core was far beyond what the Lianyun Merchant Alliance could compare to.
And from the organization and strong execution of the other party, it was clear that this was not a level that ordinary independent cultivator organizations could achieve.
“Perhaps, behind the Zhenlong Black Market and the gray-robed Golden Core, there is a major sect daring to challenge the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect!”
“Which one could it be?”
Luo Chen, while flying, racked his brains to think.
The Jade Cauldron Sword Sect has a Nascent Soul True Cultivator, an upper sect!
In the Jade Cauldron Domain, there is no upper sect that dares to challenge it.
Famous places like Ailao Mountain, Falling Cloud Sect, Ice Fortress, and Hundred Flowers Palace are merely major sects of the Golden Core level.
They might bicker over some interests with the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect, but they would never dare to privately initiate a war.
As seen with Ailao Mountain, when a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator died, the sect’s Supreme Elder personally went to the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect to demand accountability.
The key is in the word “personally.”
It seemed intimidating, but wasn’t it also a way to act “wronged”?
For a sect’s Supreme Elder to go to someone else’s place to complain, putting themselves in danger, was a sign of weakness.
“So, could it be a force from outside the domain?”
As Luo Chen was pondering, a group of people flew toward them.
From a distance, someone was already shouting to them.
Seeing the arrivals, Luo Chen also heaved a sigh of relief.
It was a group of cultivators from the Luo Tian Assembly, led by his good brother Wang Yuan.
“Back to Crescent Moon Valley first!”
“Talk while we walk.”
By the time they reached Crescent Moon Valley, Luo Chen had already clearly explained the shocking events in the Great River Market.
Everyone was utterly stunned!
A mere Great River Market, what virtue or ability did it have to attract so many Golden Core cultivators?
After the shock, came panic.
Because many cultivators who lived in the Inner City were not only concerned about their belongings but also about their relatives still in the Inner City.
Like Yuan Xiaoyue, who was in tears, wanting to return to the Inner City.
Only because her grandfather was still in the Inner City.
Feng Xia hugged her tightly, trying to dissuade her from acting rashly.
But even Feng Xia had a worried look in her eyes.
Her best friend, Bai Meiling, was still in the Inner City!
There were many others in similar situations.
Qu Lingjun, for instance, was sobbing loudly, wanting to go back to save his parents.
Thanks to Luo Chen’s high regard for Qu Hancheng, he had increased his salary several times.
With a fuller purse, he naturally wanted to improve his family’s living conditions, especially providing a place with abundant spirit energy for Qu Lingjun.
So, his family had moved into the Inner City a month ago.
But now, except for the old and the young, the rest of the family, all ordinary people, were still in the Inner City.
For the somber and sorrowful atmosphere in the Luo Tian Assembly, Luo Chen was also at a loss.
After several attempts to comfort them, which proved ineffective, he walked out of the Bright Moon Hall with Wang Yuan.
“As you said, Elder Pang Renxiong of Jade Cauldron is being besieged by four peers of the same rank, and his chances of survival are slim.”
“Hmm.”
“Can you still go to the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect?”
Luo Chen scratched his head, revealing a rare, innocent look.
Sure enough, he knew that returning would lead to this awkward situation.
All the expressions from last night and this morning were in vain!
“Although it’s not the right time, I want to ask, Brother Wang, could you return the bottle of Spirit Essence Pills you received from me?”
(End of Chapter)
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