Chapter 1772: Wanted Order

Fengchu returned elated, having successfully lured Jingteng and her companions to the location where the two ghosts had already set up various formations and traps. Everything had gone as smoothly as planned.

Jingteng, across from him, was immobilized, but the other woman was exceptionally beautiful. Her beauty transcended species, captivating even ghosts.

Just as he was feeling pleased with himself, he returned to this sight and was completely stunned. Shouldn't Wolong be interrogating that pretty boy, with the pretty boy weeping and begging for mercy? Why had the situation completely reversed?

After only a second of stunned distraction, he let out a strange cry. Four sharp, bony claws emerged from his body, and he pounced directly at his opponent. Ghostly wails immediately filled the surroundings. As one of the Eight Ghost Generals, his strength was naturally not to be underestimated.

At this moment, a faint phantom of a phoenix appeared in the void. However, this phoenix had no flesh, its entire form consisting of white bones, radiating an aura of pure evil. "This guy's true form is actually a phoenix? So Wolong's true form is also a dragon? By the way, why do legendary beasts like phoenixes and dragons transform into vengeful spirits after death?"

Having cultivated the "Phoenix Nirvana Scripture," Zuan quickly discerned a difference: the opponent did not possess a pure phoenix bloodline; they were likely only a distant relative of a phoenix.

At that moment, Jingteng, Qiuhonglei, and Weisuo also rushed over. They were all startled by the scene, having originally found the entire situation somewhat unbelievable. After all, with Zuan's high cultivation, why would he be captured? They had only intended to check the situation, but the moment Fengchu unleashed his power, the surging ghostly energy was suffocating. Under such a sneak attack, Zuan might truly be in danger.

They instinctively moved to rescue him but immediately fell into the formations laid by Wolong and Fengchu. While their cultivation was sufficient for self-preservation, they clearly couldn't break free in a short time.

Fengchu sneered. With those people caught in traps and unable to assist, he decided he would deal with this pretty boy as quickly as possible before moving on to them. "By the way, what’s wrong with that blockhead Wolong? Is there some unknown entity hiding in the shadows? Or did he simply falter and get tricked into a pit by a cunning human?" He couldn't sense any power fluctuations from Zuan, filling him with doubt. He decided to deal with everyone first, then question his teammate later.

Just then, a brilliant sword light flashed before his eyes. Although it wasn't dark, he felt as if he was witnessing a magnificent galaxy. He finally understood Wolong's predicament: this seemingly defenseless pretty boy was, in fact, a terrifying master. "But why were there no vital energy fluctuations on him? It was completely against the principles of martial arts! Furthermore, the aura on that sword light was lethally damaging to ghosts!" Regret filled his heart, but it was too late. After one sword strike, everything was reduced to nothingness.

As Zuan drew his sword, his control over Wolong relaxed slightly. Wolong, who had been seething with anger, seized the chance. With a sudden dragon's roar, his entire body reverted to its bone dragon form, and he lunged to bite Zuan.

"Be careful!" Qiuhonglei and the others in the distance watched, their pupils contracting sharply. The Bone Dragon and Bone Phoenix possessed extraordinary strength, and an attack from such close range would be difficult to counter, even for a Grandmaster.

At that moment, the Bone Dragon saw the brilliant sword light and was utterly stunned. Before, it had been quite indignant, believing it had been ambushed due to momentary carelessness. Now it understood that this pretty boy was playing innocent to catch a tiger!

It instinctively abandoned its attack and tried to escape to the side. Unfortunately, the brilliant, galaxy-like sword light, elusive as a phantom, bypassed all the defensive formations it had set up and pierced directly into its body. It felt its very being dissolving, and its last thought was one of endless regret. Why had it been so foolish as to take on this task? He and Fengchu, with their unique true forms, were powerful beings even among the Eight Ghost Generals, possessing even longer lifespans. They could have lived very comfortably...

Zuan retracted his Tai'a Sword, feeling a touch of regret. He should have kept them alive to interrogate them for information about the Ghost King. Unfortunately, everything had happened too suddenly. Fengchu was strong, and Wolong had attacked almost simultaneously, forcing Zuan to react instinctively. Wolong possessed various talents in formations, and Fengchu undoubtedly had some special abilities. If both had been allowed to unleash their full power, the people present would likely have been in danger.

The only thing to be grateful for was that the Kunpeng Power and the Taotie Heaven-Devouring Art had taken effect. He could feel the bodies of the two Ghost Generals transforming into a pure form of energy and entering his own. His experience bar, which hadn't budged in a long time, suddenly advanced, reaching level 71 and even going beyond. Feeling his increased power, Zuan's expression was peculiar. These two Ghost Generals were truly powerful; it wouldn't have been easy to defeat them if his cultivation method hadn't perfectly countered them.

"A'Zu, are you alright?" With Wolong's death, his formations dissipated, allowing Qiuhonglei and the others to escape. They immediately rushed to Zuan's side.

"I'm fine," Zuan said, patting her hand.

"You actually killed both Ghost Generals Wolong and Fengchu with a single sword strike?" Jingteng's expression was a mixture of complexity and amazement. She had seen him fight on their journey, but he had clearly been holding back until now. She had long known the names of the Eight Ghost Generals of the Yin-Yang Realm, and Wolong and Fengchu were among their strongest. Yet, two such formidable beings couldn't even withstand a single one of his sword strikes? Thinking of that brilliant sword strike, her heart fluttered slightly. It was indeed quite impressive.

"Mainly because they were quite formidable, so I had no choice but to kill them," Zuan said with an embarrassed smile.

In the Yin-Yang Realm, the other Ghost Generals, who had been leisurely enjoying themselves in their respective territories, all shuddered. As fellow Ghost Generals, they shared a special connection. Just moments ago, they had sensed the demise of their comrades.

"Who could have killed Wolong and Fengchu?!"

The Eight Ghost Generals were not particularly harmonious, and many even held grudges against each other. Yet, with two of their comrades killed by an outsider, the remaining generals were both shocked and terrified. After all, someone capable of killing Wolong and Fengchu could certainly harm them as well. Roars of fury echoed throughout the Yin-Yang Realm. Ordinary ghosts trembled with fear, not daring to breathe loudly, afraid of accidentally enraging the powerful figures above them.

Just then, a mass of black mist floated into the air above the heads of the Ghost Generals. They all bowed, saying, "Greetings, Ghost King!"

"This King already knows about Wolong and Fengchu," the Ghost King's voice emanated from the black mist, which did not reveal his true form. "It was a human who killed them."

"What human could have killed them?!" roared a blue-faced, fanged Ghost General. "Has the Divine Firmament Sect Leader been resurrected, or has the Adventurers' Guild Master personally intervened?"

"This is the person who killed them." At this, the black mist swirled, and soon a phantom image appeared in its center—unmistakably Zuan. As Ghost Generals, they all possessed a special restriction within their bodies that would transmit the scene just before their death back to the bone tablets stored in the Ghost King's Palace, revealing who had killed them. This function was rarely used historically, as Ghost Generals were powerful beings whose demises were mostly due to internal conflicts among ghosts. To be killed by a human this time was truly unprecedented.

"Who is this person? There doesn't seem to be anyone by that name among the renowned masters in the human realm."

"Indeed, he looks quite ordinary."

"So young, and by his appearance, he looks like a weakling!" Several oddly shaped Ghost Generals began to discuss.

"This person was one of our previous targets; he is with Jingteng," the Ghost King's voice resounded again.

The other Ghost Generals burst into an uproar, all volunteering to bring Zuan's head to the King and incidentally avenge Wolong and Fengchu. At this moment, the Ghost King's voice sounded again: "That person's cultivation method seems to specifically counter ghosts."

Upon hearing this, those enthusiastic Ghost Generals instantly deflated. They had initially assumed Wolong and Fengchu were careless and had been ambushed by a despicable human, but it turned out the human's cultivation method was uniquely powerful. Since the opponent could kill Wolong and Fengchu, they could naturally kill them too. Who would still go to their deaths?

"How about you personally make a move, Ghost King? No matter how strong that person is, they are no match for you," a Ghost General suggested. The other Ghost Generals harbored various thoughts. What if the Ghost King was also countered by that young human and suffered an unexpected defeat? Could they then compete for the position of the new Ghost King? However, they also knew that such a probability was extremely, extremely low.

The Ghost King's voice came: "I have more important matters that prevent me from leaving. From now on, you all must come to my side; I urgently need assistance here." As soon as he finished speaking, the Ghost Generals vaguely sensed a direction in their hearts. The Ghost King was summoning them. The Ghost Generals were startled, never having expected that the powerful Ghost King would also need assistance. They wondered what difficult situation awaited them.

"So, this human killed Wolong and Fengchu, and we just let it go?" A Ghost General, who had always been close to the fallen duo, voiced his displeasure, feeling quite upset by their violent deaths.

"Don't worry," the Ghost King sneered. "I have already issued a bounty order to the human realm. As the saying goes, a grand reward brings forth brave men. Ordinary ghosts may fear his special cultivation method, but humans do not!"