Chapter 134: Ghost King

After exiting the cave, Wang Changsheng summoned two turtle puppets. However, before they could even get on them, an earth-shattering roar echoed from a distance, and a dazzling golden light appeared in the sky.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan exchanged glances, simultaneously exclaiming, "The Ghost King!"

Some unfortunate souls had discovered the Ghost King; perhaps now they could finally leave Ghost Abyss.

Soon after, several streaks of light streaked across the sky, apparently heading towards the source of the golden light.

"It seems someone has found the Ghost King," Wang Changsheng sighed. "I hope Senior Li and the others can defeat it so we can leave this dreadful place soon."

Wang Ruyan smiled faintly and suggested, "Since someone has found the Ghost King, there's no need for us to push forward. Let's observe the situation."

Wang Changsheng nodded in agreement, and they remained in their current location.

Wang Changsheng found it a bit strange that the Ghost King was discovered so quickly; it seemed illogical. Shouldn't the Ghost King be hiding in the densest concentration of Yin energy? They were still on the periphery.

In less than three breaths, two more loud bangs sounded, and two more dazzling golden lights appeared in the sky.

Wang Changsheng frowned. "It seems they didn't discover the Ghost King; rather, they used warning talismans to call for help."

"Indeed!" Wang Ruyan's voice trailed off. "If the Ghost King is startled and escapes now, that would be troublesome."

No sooner had Wang Ruyan finished speaking than an emerald-green streak of light swiftly darted over Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan's heads.

Simultaneously, the ghost-locating compasses in Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan's hands emitted a piercing shriek, their silver pointers spinning rapidly, several times faster than before.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan exchanged a look, and in unison, they cried out, "The Ghost King!"

Hundreds of feet above, Li Yang and the other four Core Formation cultivators wore grim expressions. Almost simultaneously with the appearance of the third dazzling golden light, a gray light and a green light flew out from deep within the mountain range, heading in different directions.

"Damn these fools!" Li Yang said coldly, a murderous glint in his eyes. "At the slightest rustle, they release warning talismans, almost simultaneously, startling the Ghost King! We had already injured it earlier, making it quite timid. If it gets away, I will show no mercy to these individuals!"

"Alright, there's no use dwelling on it now," the red-robed man said with a solemn expression. "Fellow Daoist, Daoist Li, you two pursue the gray one. Madam Liu and I will pursue the green one. They won't be able to break through in a short time. Be careful; it's possible they possess magic treasures. Ghost Abyss was originally a training ground for Core Formation cultivators, so it's not surprising for some to have fallen here. After so many years of refinement by the Ghost King, they have probably reached the second tier." With that, he transformed into a red streak of light, chasing after the distant green light. Li Yang and the middle-aged scholar pursued the distant gray light.

The gray and green lights were extremely fast. After flying several thousands of miles, they felt as if they had crashed into something hard. A thick golden light barrier materialized out of thin air, blocking their path.

The green light was none other than a scholarly-looking man in green robes, emanating terrifying Yin energy fluctuations. The gray light, on the other hand, was a colossal skeletal bird with two green flames burning in its eye sockets.

Seeing the red-robed man and the purple-skirted woman pursuing them, the green-robed man let out an extremely piercing, strange howl.

Hearing this sound, the red-robed man and the purple-skirted woman showed signs of pain and halted.

When Wang Changsheng heard this sound, he felt as if his mind had been sharply pricked by something piercing, and his thoughts went blank.

Wang Mingzhan and the others clutched their heads, their faces contorted in pain.

This situation was fleeting; as they were relatively far from the Ghost King, the impact on them was minimal.

"Quick!" Wang Changsheng shouted, "Let's get to the Ghost King's lair. The further away from here, the better, to avoid being caught in their battle!" He quickly stepped onto a turtle's back, with Wang Mingzhan and the others following closely.

The two turtle puppets carried the twelve of them, rapidly crawling forward.

The two turtle puppets hadn't crawled far when large numbers of ghostly creatures surged from all directions, along with skeletal corpses of varying sizes, burrowing out from underground. Their sheer numbers made even Li Yang and the others' scalps tingle.

A small portion of the ghostly creatures attacked Wang Changsheng and the other cultivators who had entered the mountain to hunt ghosts, while the majority attacked the Core Formation cultivators.

"How can the light of fireflies contend with the brilliance of the full moon?" the red-robed man scoffed. He unhooked a red gourd from his waist, tossed it forward, and cast a spell upon it, causing the gourd to expand dramatically.

A red light flashed, and a large swath of crimson flames flew out from it, forming a firebird over ten zhang in size that swooped towards the ghostly creatures.

The moment the ghostly creatures came into contact with the firebird, they shrieked, turning into Yin beads that fell to the ground.

The beautiful woman in the purple skirt summoned a long purple silk ribbon, which flew around her body. The moment a ghostly creature touched the ribbon, its soul scattered, turning into a Yin bead that dropped to the ground.

On the other side, Li Yang and the middle-aged scholar also summoned their magic treasures to eliminate the ghostly creatures.

However, the sheer number of ghostly creatures was overwhelming, preventing them from immediately turning their attention to the Ghost Kings.

The green-robed man opened his mouth and spat out a shimmering green flying dagger, which fiercely struck the golden light barrier, causing it to tremble slightly. The colossal skeletal bird opened its mouth and spewed a stream of white flames, which also struck the golden light barrier, emitting a puff of green smoke and a sizzling sound.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan had no time to pay attention to the battle between the Ghost Kings and the Core Formation cultivators; they were busy eliminating ghostly creatures themselves.

Hundreds of skeletal corpses and hundreds of ghostly creatures swarmed from all directions, their momentum terrifying.

The two turtle puppets drew close together, and a yellow light barrier, five to six zhang in size, enveloped them.

The Tier-2 mid-grade "Yellow Heaven Thick Earth Talisman" had extremely strong defensive capabilities and could be used to trap enemies. This was the only Tier-2 defensive talisman Wang Changsheng possessed.

Wang Ruyan sat cross-legged on the turtle shell, her talisman treasure floating before her.

Wang Mingzhan and the others either controlled puppet beasts, summoned spirit artifacts, released talismans, or cast spells, attacking the surging ghostly creatures and skeletal corpses.

Wang Changsheng summoned four Tier-2 puppet beasts in one go. The essence soul of the giant python puppet beast was gone, requiring re-attachment before it could be used.

The crow puppet spat out dozens of crimson fire blades, while the azure eagle puppet spat out a dozen blue light swords. The rhinoceros puppet charged wildly, smashing several skeletal corpses to pieces. The ape puppet swiftly rushed to a skeletal corpse taller than a man, grabbed its body with both hands, and tore it apart into a pile of bones.

Most of the skeletal corpses and ghostly creatures were not strong, but there were still five Ghost Generals and three Foundation Establishment stage skeletal corpses. The ghostly creatures attacked Wang Changsheng and the others as if fearless of death.

If one were to look down from hundreds of feet in the sky, they would see all the cultivators busy fighting the ghostly creatures, and the Core Formation cultivators were no exception.

The four Core Formation cultivators were overwhelmed by over a thousand ghostly creatures. Although these creatures were not high-level, their sheer numbers were formidable, and among them were many Ghost General-level creatures, so they dared not be careless.

The two Ghost Kings were thus able to attack the golden light barrier undisturbed, temporarily free from the cultivators' interference.