The Heavenly Ghost Sect was located in Ji City, which was slightly larger than Spiritual Pearl City. It was surrounded by mountains on three sides and water on one side.
Of course, the more abundant the resources, the more demons and ghosts there were. Therefore, the people here all believed in the Heavenly Ghost Sect.
Just from the name, one could tell that the Heavenly Ghost Sect was based on the Dao of Ghost Manipulation, which was why the entire sect was filled with ghostly aura.
According to the customs of the Heavenly Ghost Sect, every family raised a ghost. In order to raise ghosts, some families even killed their own children and used cruel methods to raise them into little ghosts.
These ghosts were extremely ferocious and came and went without a trace. Once they became ghosts, they would be able to do things.
Under such an atmosphere, families without ghosts could not survive at all.
Low-level ghosts could not see the light of day. Therefore, the residents of Ji City liked to go out at night. During the day, there were very few people on the streets, as if it was an empty city.
Chen Ting and his son, Chen Changzai, rode an eagle and circled above Ji City. They felt ghostly aura filling the sky. Although it was daytime, the entire city seemed abnormally dark.
As soon as the eagle got close, it obviously felt uneasy and kept screeching.
"Dad, why don't we just throw the letter down?"
Although Chen Changzai was a seventh-stage expert, he panicked when he saw the state of Ji City. He really did not want to go down.
Chen Ting shook his head. "If we don't go down, we will die when we go back."
Chen Changzai said angrily. "Even if Xuan Yang is the abbot, he can't just kill people."
"We outer sect disciples don't care how many sects we kill."
Chen Ting also had a helpless expression when he said this.
Whether it was the Heartsword Sect or the Cloud Light Sect, these sects were just tools to outer sect disciples. It would be fine if they were useful, but for dispensable people like them, no one would care no matter how many of them died.
Especially the new abbot, Gao Zhengyang, who was filled with murderous intent. Chen Ting had been scared out of his wits. He knew very well that Gao Zhengyang was not joking.
If he did not complete the mission, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Chen Ting suspected that Gao Zhengyang had guessed the truth, which was why he deliberately made him and his son do such a dangerous thing. But no matter what, facing such a powerful abbot, they could only obediently listen. With their strength, they did not have the qualifications to fight with the abbot.
Maybe if they joined forces with the other Palace Lords, they would have a chance to do something and make Gao Zhengyang a figurehead. But that was a matter for the future.
Moreover, Gao Zhengyang was so cold and domineering that Chen Ting felt that the other Hall Masters wouldn't have the guts to go against him.
Chen Ting felt aggrieved no matter how he thought about it. How good was it in the past? The Profound Stones above did not care about anything, and when something happened, the Profound Stones would even step forward to shoulder it.
These comfortable and nourishing days were gone forever.
Chen Ting sighed and steered the eagle to land at the southern gate of Ji City. The market city was the Heavenly Ghost Sect's territory. Flying in directly was a provocation. He had to register at the South Gate before he could pay a visit.
The southern city gate was wide open, but almost no one came in or out. There were only a few zombie-like guys with ashen faces guarding the city gate.
Chen Ting reported his name. Although the other party did not look like a living person, his reaction was not slow.
Not long after, he saw a few people rushing over on horseback.
The horses that these people were riding on were all white skeletal horses. Their entire bodies were made of white bones, without a single bit of flesh or fur. However, the skeletal horse's frame was thick and strong. Although it was just a skeleton, it was very imposing as it ran.
Chen Ting was inwardly disdainful. The Heavenly Ghost Sect clearly refined ghosts, but they used these bones to put on an act.
Ghosts and corpses were two different things. The Heavenly Ghost Sect's skeletal horses were a special kind of magic tool. Other than looking a little scary, there was nothing else about them.
The leader of the few people riding on horseback had a face as white as paper. He was thin and weak, like a paper doll. He looked very strange, light as a feather. He was also wearing a bright red robe and holding a gilded folding fan in his hand. He looked even more eerie.
Chen Ting recognized this person. He was Huang Lin, one of the many sons of the Heavenly Ghost Sect's sect master.
Huang Lin's cultivation was only at the seventh rank, but he was very active and often participated in all kinds of gatherings. This person looked strange, but he spent money like dirt. He was very generous and quite popular.
After all, whether human or ghost, as long as he was generous, people would like him.
Huang Lin cupped his fists from afar and said with a strange smile, "Isn't this Hall Master Chen? What brings you here?"
Chen Ting did not dare to offend the other party. He cupped his fists and smiled apologetically, "Young Master Huang, we meet again. Your aura is deep and spiritual, your cultivation has increased again … "
Huang Lin laughed loudly and jumped down from his horse. He patted Chen Ting's arm with his folding fan and said in a friendly manner, "Old Chen, you flatter me like this. Do you have something to ask of me?"
"Young Master Huang is wise."
Chen Ting had a favor to ask. He pulled Huang Lin over and explained his purpose in a low voice. In the end, he said awkwardly, "I'm just a messenger. Young Master Huang, please help me and don't make things difficult for me."
Huang Lin showed a puzzled expression, "Is this Xuan Yang crazy?"
"Xuan Yang is young, but his cultivation seems to have already reached the ninth rank. Isn't it normal for him to suddenly rise to the top and want to do something big? "
Chen Ting complained, "It's just that it's hard on us people."
Huang Lin closed his folding fan and looked seriously at Chen Ting, "I can't make this decision. You should talk to my father."
Chen Ting smiled bitterly. This Huang Lin was indeed slippery and unreliable. He didn't even give him a word. But now that things had come to this, he could only try to be humble and pretend to be innocent.
The Sect Master of the Heavenly Ghost Sect, Huang Zhiyuan, was also a talented Golden Core Overlord. Presumably, he wouldn't make things difficult for him.
Chen Ting and his son Chen Changzai got on the bone horse and followed Huang Lin to the Heavenly Ghost Sect Master's residence.
The Sect Master's residence was extremely grand. From afar, they could see many beautiful buildings and palaces. Rather than calling it a residence, it was more like a palace.
They entered from the side door and walked for a while before arriving at a secluded courtyard.
The courtyard wasn't big, and there were some yellow chrysanthemums planted outside. It looked very fresh and looked very different from the grandeur of the palace.
Chen Ting had just entered the courtyard when he felt a powerful aura coming from the room. The aura was like the howling cold wind in the middle of the night, cold and dangerous.
Chen Ting quietly entered the room. As soon as he entered, he saw Huang Zhiyuan sitting behind the desk.
Huang Zhiyuan wasn't tall, with sparse short hair and a broad forehead. His eyes were slightly bulging, his nose was short, and his mouth was square. He was wearing a simple yellow robe and didn't look very impressive. He even looked a little ugly.
However, sitting there, he had the majestic aura of an Overlord.
"Greetings, Sect Master Huang."
Chen Ting bowed and greeted him, but before he could get up, he felt Huang Zhiyuan's sharp gaze. Chen Ting immediately knelt on both knees and greeted him.
Normally, as the representative of the Heart Sword Sect, Chen Ting shouldn't greet him. But there were no outsiders here, and Chen Ting didn't want to be too forceful.
The letter was written by Gao Zhengyang, and he was just a messenger, so he shouldn't act tough. If he really angered Huang Zhiyuan, he would be turned into an evil spirit.
Chen Ting knelt on the ground and kowtowed. He took a few more steps forward and held the letter with both hands. "Sect Master Huang, this is a letter from the Dao Institute's new leader, Taoist Elder Xuan Yang."
Huang Zhiyuan had already heard what had happened from his son, Huang Lin, but he hadn't seen the letter yet. He took the letter and opened it. As expected, it was full of denouncing words. Moreover, the words were extremely forceful and arrogant.
Even with Huang Zhiyuan's shrewdness, he was furious after reading the letter. Did this Xuan Yang think he was the leader of the Heart Sword Sect?
Even the leader of the Heart Sword Sect couldn't write a letter to him in such a scolding tone.
Huang Zhiyuan calmed down quickly. It seemed like the other party was deliberately provoking him. If he was angry, he would fall into the other party's trap.
He smiled coldly. "Your Dao Institute's new leader is very arrogant. What does he want?"
Chen Ting's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He knelt on the ground and didn't dare to raise his head. "Sect Master Huang, I don't know what he wants. But I am against him doing this. The sects on Ghost Prison Island are like a family. What he did destroyed the unity of the sects and the friendly atmosphere on Ghost Prison Island. He shouldn't … "
"At least you understand."
Huang Zhiyuan turned the letter into a ball of will-o '-wisp and sighed softly. "Why doesn't Xuan Yang understand what you're saying?"
Chen Ting didn't dare to make a sound. He knelt there obediently and didn't dare to move.
Huang Zhiyuan said again, "Your new leader has already given my sect an ultimatum. If we don't hand him over, he'll destroy my Sky Ghost Sect. Tell me, what should I do?"
Chen Ting didn't dare to make a sound. He didn't even dare to breathe.
Huang Zhiyuan didn't let Chen Ting go. "I'm asking you a question. Why are you pretending to be dead?"
Chen Ting said with a trembling voice, "I don't understand. I don't understand. This kind of matter is not something that this lowly one can interfere in. "
Huang Zhiyuan said with some amusement, "Xuan Yang is interesting. He came to give an ultimatum, but he sent a soft guy like you. Are you here to make a fool of yourself? "
"I'm only following orders. This has nothing to do with me."
Chen Ting hurriedly complained, "Xuan Yang is cruel and overbearing. If I didn't come, he would kill me to establish his authority. I had no choice … "
"You're interesting."
Huang Zhiyuan looked at Chen Ting who was like a dog. There was no point in bullying him. He lightly knocked on the desk and said, "Go back and tell your leader that we didn't kill him. This has nothing to do with us. If Xuan Yang wants to pick a fight, he can come at us. Our Sky Ghost Sect will be waiting for him. "
He then asked Chen Ting, "Do you remember?"
"I'll remember, I'll remember." Knowing that he could leave this place alive, Chen Ting felt much more at ease.
"If you remember, then scram."
Huang Zhiyuan didn't like a good-for-nothing like Chen Ting. He immediately sent him away.
Chen Ting still didn't dare to stand up. He could only use his knees to move backwards.
Huang Zhiyuan thought for a moment and said, "Go tell Xuan Yang that Ghost Prison Island belongs to all the sects. He's just a brat. He doesn't have the qualifications to be impudent here. He should scram back to Master's wife to drink milk. "
Chen Ting secretly complained. Huang Zhiyuan's words were too unpleasant. He didn't dare pass on the message. On the surface, he could only agree.
"Xuan Yang is still wet behind the ears. He's ignorant and reckless. Everyone in our sect is against it. "
Chen Ting wasn't afraid that Gao Zhengyang would hear him. He also had a grudge against Gao Zhengyang, so he could take this opportunity to vent his anger.
"Xuan Yang is going against the grain. This kind of person must die! Including his family, they won't have a good ending either … "
Chen Ting's voice grew louder and louder as he scolded.
Suddenly, someone whispered into Chen Ting's ear, "You insulted the leader behind his back. As the sect's envoy, you kneel and beg for mercy. You've lost the face of the sect. What do you think of your crime?"
The voice was deep and clear. The combination of these two contradictory characteristics made it especially charming and easy to recognize.
Chen Ting was shocked. This wasn't Gao Zhengyang's voice! He stood up and turned around. Sure enough, he saw a blue figure.
Gao Zhengyang's blue Daoist robe was like the azure sea, clear and bright. He stood there, and the entire room became a bit brighter.
Gao Zhengyang's sudden appearance not only scared Chen Ting out of his wits, but also Huang Zhiyuan, the Sect Master of the Sky Ghost Sect, broke out in a cold sweat.
He hadn't sensed anything strange before Gao Zhengyang spoke. He also didn't understand. This room was covered in layers of formations. How did the other party come in?
Although Huang Zhiyuan was barely able to maintain his composure and sit there, his heart was on high alert. The sect's divine artifact, the Sky Ghost Token, was also activated. It would immediately strike if something went wrong.
Gao Zhengyang cupped his hands at Huang Zhiyuan, "I came without warning. Sect Master Huang, please don't blame me."
Huang Zhiyuan's expression was a bit ugly. The other party's words were a slap to his face. He said coldly, "You're Xuan Yang?"
"I heard Sect Master Huang wanted to teach me a lesson, so I came to listen."
Gao Zhengyang said with a smile, "If Sect Master Huang has anything else to say, just say it directly to me."
Huang Zhiyuan couldn't act tough anymore. He couldn't see through Gao Zhengyang at all, let alone how he had snuck into the room. Facing such an unpredictable enemy, it would be boring to spout threats.
Huang Zhiyuan sneered, "Xuan Yang, what are you trying to do by trespassing on my sect's grounds? Declare war? "
"Since you refuse to hand him over, then there's nothing I can do."
Gao Zhengyang said indifferently, "There's no need to declare war. I'll destroy the Sky Ghost Sect right now."
Huang Zhiyuan was furious, standing up from the table. "Just you?"
He paused and said harshly, "I'm warning you, don't start a sect war. You can't bear this responsibility! "
"What responsibility can I have?"
Gao Zhengyang said indifferently, "Destroying you is like killing a dog."
He thought for a moment, then corrected, "You can't say that. Killing a dog is more troublesome than killing you."
Huang Zhiyuan couldn't stand it anymore. Whether the other party was deliberately provoking him or not, he couldn't let him leave the sect master's residence alive.
Huang Zhiyuan stimulated the golden core in his sea of consciousness, and the eighteen Sky Ghosts flew out of the Sky Ghost Token.
These eighteen Sky Ghosts were divine weapons that the Sky Ghost Sect had refined for hundreds of years with the entire sect's power. Each Sky Ghost had the combat strength of a top rank nine expert.
They could pass through mountains and burrow into the ground, traveling thousands of miles in a breath. They weren't afraid of the five elemental spells, swords, water, or fire. Only thunder magic and some special spells could harm Sky Ghost.
The eighteen heavenly ghosts were summoned at the same time, each of them howling soundlessly. The eighteen Sky Ghosts released a spiritual attack straight at Gao Zhengyang. Meanwhile, the eighteen heavenly ghosts were pouncing on Gao Zhengyang from all directions.
In such a narrow space, the Sky Ghosts were extremely powerful and their claws could devour flesh and blood.
Huang Zhiyuan wanted to see what ability Gao Zhengyang had to resist the Sky Ghost Token.
Just as the Sky Ghost pounced, an invisible flying sword stabbed toward Huang Zhiyuan's forehead.
When Huang Zhiyuan realized something was wrong, he hurriedly activated the Sky Ghost Token to protect himself. The Sky Ghost Token could attack and defend, so it turned into a dark iron shield under the stimulation of the golden core and surrounded him.
The invisible flying sword suddenly released a bright divine light and turned into a crescent moon, penetrating the iron shield and cutting Huang Zhiyuan's head in half.
The Sky Ghost Sect was best at turning ghosts. Even if Huang Zhiyuan's golden core was destroyed, he would immediately turn into a Sky Ghost and his cultivation would increase several times in an instant.
However, the Time Sword was refined with the Seven Supreme Sword Art, so its murderous aura was the strongest. This kind of murderous aura had extraordinary lethality to all Divine Souls and life forms.
Gao Zhengyang used the Divine Moon Sword Art to activate the flying sword and displayed the Yin and Yang of the Time Sword.
Before Huang Zhiyuan could use the Golden Core Ghost Transformation Technique, his Divine Soul was killed by the murderous aura and his consciousness was destroyed.
Without Huang Zhiyuan's control, the group of Sky Ghosts became headless flies. But the Sky Ghost instinctively hated all life forms, so it still pounced on Gao Zhengyang and Chen Ting.
But without anyone controlling it, the transformation of the Sky Ghost was too simple.
However, no matter how complicated the Sky Ghost's transformation was, it was useless. The bright sword light turned and killed all the Sky Ghosts in an instant. The core of the Sky Ghost's Divine Soul was destroyed, and all the Sky Ghost's power was absorbed by the Time Sword.
Although the process of the battle was complicated, it was over in the blink of an eye.
Gao Zhengyang used the supreme sword art to control the Time Sword, so it was easy for him to kill such a small Golden Core.
In this world, power came too easily, and all the experts did not know how to control their own power. If they encountered Gao Zhengyang, they would be finished as soon as they showed the slightest flaw.
The howling Sky Ghost disappeared, and the surging Origin Energy in the room dissipated.
Only Huang Zhiyuan, whose head was split in half, stood there, looking miserable.
Chen Ting, who was kneeling on the ground, mustered up the courage to look up and saw Huang Zhiyuan's body. He was stunned. This was the body of the Sky Ghost Sect Master?
What happened? He died just like that?
It couldn't be …
The dignified Sky Ghost Sect Master was killed just like that? Were they playing around?
(End of this chapter)
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