68: Chapter 68 A World of Supernatural Revival, The Ghost Master

"There is another Formation over there, even bigger than the one we came out from."

Ye Qingxuan pointed ahead. A hundred miles away, there was another large Formation that looked precarious.

"There's more? Are there zombies inside too?" Bai Yuekui asked curiously, while also envying the Divine Sense of Cultivators, as it was too convenient.

"Indeed, and the number is quite large."

Ye Qingxuan's Void Return Stage Divine Sense covered the entire world. This was a world similar to Blue Star.

This world was filled with ghosts and sealed by Formations everywhere, yet no powerful figures were discovered. To Ye Qingxuan now, anyone below the Void Return Stage was the same—the Realm of Ants.

"Hmm? A Ghost King with Soul Transformation strength is hunting down a ghost-controlling Cultivator at the Nascent Soul Realm."

As soon as Ye Qingxuan finished speaking, he flickered his figure with Bai Yuekui, using Earth Shrinking into Inches to dash tens of miles in an instant, concealing himself atop a tall tree in the forest and quietly overlooking the battlefield below.

At this moment within the dense forest, the battle situation was clear at a glance.

A man in black had shattered clothes and was covered in blood, his aura unstable and chaotic, looking wretched to the extreme.

This person was precisely the Human Race inspector guarding this place.

Ye Qingxuan saw through his foundation at a glance: a solid Nascent Soul Realm, already the top combat strength.

Yet what he practiced was the unorthodox path of ghost controlling; his natal Cultivation Technique, contracted Yin ghosts, and entire strength all relied on Yin Qi to exist.

And the existence hunting him down was shockingly a pure Soul Transformation Stage Ghost King!

The Ghost King's entire body was wrapped in black mist, its figure stalwart and ferocious, floating in mid-air. Yin winds swirled around it, Evil Qi condensed into substance, and the Soul Transformation Divine Might suppressed all directions.

The most fatal thing was—this Ghost King was not in a hurry to kill at all.

Its attacks were retractable and free; every time Lin Mo was on the verge of death, it would stop, repeatedly forcing him into desperate situations while sparing his life over and over again.

It was teasing, a complete game of a cat catching a mouse.

Although Lin Mo possessed Nascent Soul combat strength, his Cultivation Technique was naturally suppressed by the Ghost King. The dozens of Yin ghosts he contracted were all crushed into pieces by the black mist, and their Yin Qi was completely devoured. With less than ten percent of his strength remaining, he could only flee in panic, lacking even the qualification to fight back.

Ye Qingxuan circulated the Heavenly Secrets Technique, seeing through the cause at a single glance.

This Eight Trigrams Formation suppressed zombies and endless corpse Qi, making it the greatest hidden danger in this world.

A century ago, the Human Race established an ironclad rule: on every full moon night, someone must be dispatched in person to inspect the Seal outside the Formation.

Zombies worshiped the moon and absorbed lunar Yin Qi, causing the Formation Seal to periodically loosen. Once the cracks expanded and massive numbers of high-Rank zombies broke out of the Seal, it would be a catastrophe for the Human Race.

Tonight happened to be the full moon.

Lin Mo had been ordered to come for a routine inspection, but he never expected that as soon as he approached the outer perimeter of the Formation, he would run into this peerless fierce entity wandering outside.

[CCTV Livestream]

As the scene unfolded, the three big shots instantly saw through the situation.

Master Kongming furrowed his brows slightly and chanted Buddha's name repeatedly: "Amitabha, a Nascent Soul ghost Cultivator encountering a Soul Transformation Ghost King results in a natural suppression; it is too difficult to fight. If my Disciple Duyuan, who is also at Nascent Soul, fell into such a plight, I am afraid he wouldn't even last three moves."

Celestial Master Zhang immediately echoed with a helpless expression: "Don't even mention it. My Disciple Zhang Yuzhuo has cultivated bitterly for many years to secure his Nascent Soul, but his Heart-Nature, adaptability, and surviving in desperate straits are far too inferior compared to this person. Look at Qingxuan instead; they are of the same younger generation, yet the difference is like heaven and earth."

The two habitually complained sourly about their own Disciples.

Master Yuanxin's mouth curved up slightly in a faint show off:

"Everyone has their own opportunities and their own gaps. A mere Soul Transformation Ghost King makes no difference from an ant in Qingxuan's eyes."

Within the dense forest of the National Destiny Space.

The pursuit below was still ongoing.

Lin Mo gasped heavily, his Meridians stinging all over, and his ghost power was nearly exhausted.

His heart was filled with bitterness.

He was one of the few Nascent Soul powerhouses in the Human Race stronghold, usually guarding a region and deterring all ghosts; when had he ever been in such a wretched state?

But this Ghost King was far too terrifying, crushing him in cultivation, countering his attributes, and employing vicious methods; from beginning to end, it was just to toy with his life.

"I've played enough, go to hell!"

Within the black mist, the Ghost King let out a hoarse and low eerie laugh, finally no longer holding back.

The pervasive Yin winds suddenly gathered, condensing into a pitch-black giant claw carrying the terrifying force of crushing mountains. Locking down all directions of Lin Mo's body, it slammed directly towards his crown!

This claw was a truly fatal strike!

Lin Mo's pupils shrank abruptly, and despair completely filled his heart.

There was nowhere to dodge, nowhere to block!

Just at that flash of life and death.

Ye Qingxuan, who had been quietly watching the battle in mid-air, finally lifted his eyelids.

"This ends here."

His words were light and faint, yet they seemed like the roaring of the laws of heaven and earth.

Hum—!

The entire mountain forest instantly came to a standstill!

The raging wind stopped swirling, the black mist solidified, and the Yin winds were extinguished!

That Soul Transformation Ghost King with monstrous fierce might, which had been toying with the Nascent Soul expert, hung stiffly in mid-air. Its ghost Qi, Evil Qi, Divine Ability, and Physical Body strength were all tightly bound by a supreme Dao domain.

Its eyeballs rolled frantically, filled with panic, incomprehension, and extreme dread.

It could clearly perceive that in front of this power, it couldn't even be considered an ant.

Fanxu suppressing Soul Transformation was a heavenly chasm of Realms, a complete dimensional crushing.

"Perish," Ye Qingxuan said casually.

Bang!

The Soul Transformation Ghost King, known as the nightmare of the Human Race and capable of slaughtering cities and destroying countries, had its body shattered directly from the middle. Its millennial ghost body, endless Evil Qi, and Yin ghost Origin instantly collapsed, turning into flying dust across the sky and completely obliterating between heaven and earth.

One move!

Instant kill!

The forest instantly became peaceful.

The fierce wind ceased, the black mist scattered, leaving only a mess all over the ground and a completely sluggish Lin Mo.

He stiffened in place, unable to snap out of it for a long time.

The terrifying Ghost King that he had risked his life for and been toyed with for half his life was actually casually wiped out by a strange man and woman?

What a terrifying strength this was!

Reacting, Lin Mo quickly tidied his tattered robes, stepped forward swiftly, bowed deeply, and adopted an attitude of extreme respect.

"Junior Lin Mo! Many thanks to both Seniors for saving my life! This grace of rebirth shall never be forgotten for all eternity!"

Ye Qingxuan waved his hand, his expression calm, getting straight to the point.

"No need for formalities. The two of us come from the outside world. Entering this Realm, we know nothing about this world."

"You are a native Cultivator of the Human Race who has guarded this place for years. Detail the Origins, history, current status, and the plight of the Human Race of this world to me one by one."

Lin Mo did not dare to hide anything in the slightest. Steadying his mind, he slowly recounted the complete truth of this supernatural world.

"Reporting to Senior."

"More than two hundred years ago, a global-wide supernatural revival suddenly erupted worldwide."

"Ghosts emerged, zombies ran rampant, and Yin Evil filled the skies. Modern thermal weapons were nearly ineffective against evil entities, causing human civilization to collapse like a cliff, with the population plummeting by ninety percent, nearly exterminating the race."

"A century ago, endless fierce zombies bred out of thin air in this barren mountain, addicted to slaughter. Once fully formed, they would be enough to destroy the entire surviving spark of the Human Race."

"But that Flying Zombie was too strong, already close to evolving into a drought demon, and our Human Race Cultivators were no match for it."

"All the top human Cultivators of that era joined forces, exhausting their vital blood and Lifespan, and draining all their foundations to set up this Corpse-Locking Formation, forcibly sealing the entire corpse mountain."

"However, zombies are immortal and indestructible, worshiping the moon every month and borrowing lunar essence to strengthen themselves. The Formation Seal loses a bit every night, and it loosens the most on full moon nights."

"Therefore, the Human Race established an ironclad rule—every full moon, someone must be sent to inspect the Seal, timely repair the cracks, suppress anomalies, and prevent a zombie tide from breaking out."

"Junior specializes in the path of controlling ghosts. Although it is an unorthodox path, controlling ghosts and probing Yin is best suited for inspecting the Evil Qi outside the Formation. Thus, I have been stationed here year-round, responsible for inspecting the Seal."

Lin Mo smiled bitterly:

"It's just that I never expected to run into a Soul Transformation Ghost King during today's patrol."

"My ghost-controlling Cultivation Technique was naturally countered by the Ghost King. Encountering it, I was completely crushed and toyed with. Had Senior not saved me, Junior would surely have died today."

Afterwards, he added in detail.

The combat power levels of this world, the classification of evil entities, existing human strongholds, and the blood-and-tear history of human resistance over the past two hundred years—not a single detail was omitted.

While listening, Ye Qingxuan circulated the Heavenly Secrets Technique, cross-referencing to thoroughly figure out this world.

Lin Mo did not lie. The ceiling of this world was at the Soul Transformation Peak, looking like a half-step Void Return Stage.

The so-called Ghost King and millennial Flying Zombie, which were world-destroying fierce entities in the eyes of outsiders, were nothing more than slightly stronger ants in the eyes of a Void Return Stage mighty figure like him.

Bai Yuekui also silently noted down everything.

She walked the path of Dual Cultivation of Nature and Life and genetic evolution, not the orthodox path of Dao cultivation. She most needed such high-risk worlds and fierce enemy combat for tempering. To her, this Secret Realm was an excellent training ground.

[CCTV Livestream]

Master Yuanxin spoke calmly: "It turns out that the Human Race in that world has been surviving stealthily for two hundred years; it hasn't been easy."

Celestial Master Zhang sighed with emotion: "A Soul Transformation Ghost King is already the extreme of this heaven and earth, but unfortunately, it met Qingxuan."

Master Kongming sighed once more: "Duyuan and Yuzhuo live in a prosperous era and have never seen such a bloody troubled times; their Heart-Nature is far too inferior."

Master Yuanxin smiled without speaking, showing off his Disciple low-key, with maximum lethality.

Xiao Sa quickly chimed in: "Turns out the full moon inspection is an ironclad rule of the Human Race. No wonder this Cultivator risked life and death to come over! The Human Race in this world really has it so tough!"

[Bullet Comments Section]

"Hahaha, classic old scene! As soon as Master Yuanxin acts cool, the other two immediately scold their own Disciples!"

"Zhang Yuzhuo and Duyuan: Who did we offend to be dragged out for comparison every day?"

"The Ghost King is so perverted! Purely taking a Nascent Soul big shot for amusement!"

"No wonder they couldn't win; the Cultivation Technique is naturally suppressed, anyone would collapse!"

"Turns out every full moon inspection is to save lives! The Human Race has it too hard!"

"The Ghost King played cat-and-mouse the whole way, only to be turned to ashes by Daoist Ye in a second."

"A Void Return Stage big shot is truly a dimensional strike!"

"Next, the big shot is going to start exploring the entire Secret Realm and harvesting National Destiny!"

National Destiny Space.

Having heard all the secret secrets, Ye Qingxuan raised his eyes to look at the endless rolling mountains in the distance, his gaze deep.

"I see."

He finally understood completely.

This National Destiny world was not a simple instance dungeon, but an entire supernatural troubled times sealed for two hundred years.

The more monsters killed, the deeper the exploration, and the more bountiful the National Destiny rewards would be, with no upper limit.

"Let's go."

Ye Qingxuan spoke.

"The zombies in the Eight Trigrams Formation have been completely annihilated; take us to the Corpse-Trapping Formation."

"We don't have much time. Since we are here, let's thoroughly sweep through this world."

Bai Yuekui nodded, holding her blade and following along.

Lin Mo stood in place, gazing at the retreating figures of the two, filled with awe and daring not to move for a long time.

He knew.

From this moment on, this supernatural troubled times that had struggled for a hundred years was about to change.