Xiatian had never seen the Ghost King before. He had only heard many legends about the Ghost King. Of course, there were many legends in this mountain range. For example, Master Gu Dong and Guru Ziyun were all legends.
However, they were nothing compared to the Ghost King.
The Ghost King was the one who created this mountain range hundreds of thousands of years ago.
Although the lifespan of a cultivator was very long, the oldest cultivator that Xiatian had seen so far was probably only a hundred thousand years old.
Demonic beasts were not counted.
According to the records, the Ghost King should have been a legend that existed three to four hundred thousand years ago. Xiatian did not dare to imagine how powerful such a person would be. He only knew that the other party might be the strongest person in this mountain range.
Even Master Gu Dong and the others could not be compared to the Ghost King. They might not be on the same level at all.
The Ghost King's true strength was unfathomable.
"Let's go!" Master Gu Dong led the way. He knew where the Ghost King was.
Last time, they were able to maintain peace at Weng Mountain. This meant that they had seen through everything and the hatred. It had been a hundred thousand years. No matter what kind of hatred it was, it should have been resolved. There was no need to wait until today.
This was especially true for legends like them.
The Ghost King was at the Holy Gate.
Although Xiatian knew the approximate location, he did not know the exact location. He also did not know how to enter.
In the past, the three dark forces were extremely powerful.
But now, of all the experts from the three dark forces, only the four from the Holy Gate were left. Moreover, they did not seem to want to participate in any more battles.
In front of the Holy Gate.
"Human cultivators seeking an audience with the Ghost King," Master Gu Dong shouted. Obviously, he did not know how to enter the Holy Gate. However, if he shouted, the Ghost King would definitely know. When the time came, the Ghost King's people would naturally come to pick them up.
Pop!
A communication door opened.
Then, several members of the Ghost tribe led them inside.
"Huh?" When Xiatian walked in, he was stunned.
"What's wrong?" Feng Zhonghe saw that Xiatian's expression was different, so he hurried forward.
"What's going on? What's with this statue? "Xiatian hurriedly looked at a member of the Ghost tribe.
The man from the Ghost tribe also knew Xiatian. He also knew that Xiatian had killed all the experts of the Ghost tribe. When he saw how excited Xiatian was, he was so scared that his whole body trembled.
"This … This is the person that the leader of the Sacred Gate worships every day," the aristocrat said hurriedly.
Xiatian let go of him and stood there, staring at the statue in front of him. No one knew this statue better than him. He had seen this statue before. It was one of the two statues that could not be broken by the golden knife. It was the statue that stood opposite Mr. Liu Zhi.
He did not expect that the leader of the Sacred Gate worshipped this person every day.
"Xiatian!!"
"It's okay. Let's go." When Xiatian saw this statue, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he did not say anything.
Hm!
Feng Zhonghe and the rest followed him inside.
Very soon.
They came to a small bamboo forest.
There was a simple bamboo hut inside.
A man was sitting there.
This man's aura was very different. If Xiatian had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have thought that the Ghost King was actually so handsome. He had always thought that the Ghost King was the kind of person who would be very scary and exude the aura of death from head to toe.
"You're here." The Ghost King's voice was full of dignity.
Hm!
Xiatian nodded, "I killed so many people from your Ghost tribe. Don't you hate me?"
The Ghost King looked at Xiatian, "What's there to hate? That was their own choice. Even if you didn't do anything, they couldn't really wipe out all the humans. Moreover, Red Robe would still kill them in the end. Red Robe would not leave any experts in this mountain range, just like your friends. If they hadn't started to hide and escape now, they wouldn't be able to live for long."
"Hm?" Xiatian frowned, "You mean, even if we win, we will have to die?"
This is the rule of this mountain range. After these experts are all dead and you win, this mountain range can be called the Xiatian Mountain Range. Then, everyone will sing your praises. Gradually, the others will be forgotten. Then, after another hundred thousand years, there will be a great war between humans and ghosts. At that time, one person will stand up and lead the humans to fight against the Ghost tribe. This is the cycle. "The Ghost King said indifferently.
"You mean, everything we do is arranged by someone?" Xiatian was stunned.
"I was the first person chosen. At that time, there was nothing in this mountain range. I founded the Ghost tribe, and I was the Ghost King for a hundred thousand years. However, after a hundred thousand years, the new humans began to grow stronger. They became stronger and stronger. The leader of that time fought with me, and in the end, the humans won. The Ghost tribe was sealed, and the victorious humans all died. Then, my seal was undone, and the second batch of humans rose. I remember that the leader of that batch was Ziyun and Feng Zhonghe's master. He led the humans to fight against the Ghost tribe. At that time, I wanted to talk to him, but he hated evil. There was no other way. In the end, I was sealed, and most of the human experts began to die. Of course, Ziyun's master survived."
Eh!
When they heard this, everyone was stunned. None of them thought that it would be like this. Although they all had guesses about the past, no one thought that this was the truth.
And Ziyun's master was one of the kings who led the human army.
Every time, it was a cycle.
Every time, it was the same result.
At this time, no one interrupted the Ghost King. They were all waiting for the Ghost King to continue. They were also waiting for the truth. They wanted to know what happened next.
"After Ziyun's master survived, he understood everything. He began to investigate in all aspects. I also left some clues. In the end, he understood what was going on, so he wanted to change everything. He accepted two disciples and wanted to use them to change the fate of Ziyun's mountain range. However, he couldn't say it directly because he was worried that it would bring disaster to his disciples. He arranged everything and deliberately left a lot of legends about the treasure, so that people would have all kinds of guesses about the treasure. In fact, those treasures were all made up by Ziyun's master." The Ghost King shook his head.
Obviously, he also felt that it was very ridiculous.
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