In the inn, there were more than ten tables and dozens of people. They had ordered a table full of good food and wine. The cultivators would not compromise on their food, clothing, and lodging.
However, for some reason, after Zhu Minglang said this, everyone could not eat or drink. They looked at each other in front of the table …
Zhu Minglang went to the guest room. Bai Qinan's condition was slightly better than Wen Mengru's. After Wen Mengru lay down, it was unknown whether she had fainted or been scared to death. In short, she was unconscious.
As expected, she was forcing herself not to collapse. Moreover, she was relying on her survival instincts.
Bai Qinan kept repeating one sentence, which was to return to Xiao Mountain and ask Sect Master Meng for help.
It seemed that in her mind, only Sect Master Meng could give her a sense of security in this world.
What could cause the two female Swordsman's minds to collapse like this?
"Senior Bai, are you feeling better?" Zhu Minglang walked over and looked at Bai Qinan, who was still sitting on the bench with listless eyes.
She was not wearing a veil at this time, but her face was haggard, without any color.
"Zhu Minglang, have you sent the letter back? Has Sect Master Meng received it?" Bai Qinan asked.
"I've already sent the letter and told him about your situation. Just now, I heard from some people who escaped from Guang Lin City that Broad Mountain's Zi Zonglin was destroyed. Is this true? "Zhu Minglang spoke very slowly.
The moment he said this, Bai Qinan's eyes widened. Fear filled her face. Her whole body trembled uneasily, and sweat seeped out of her pale skin.
"Zi Zonglin was destroyed. It was an immortal ghost, a mountain immortal ghost. We … we saw the mountain immortal ghost. Everyone in the main hall died. Elder Feng also died …" Bai Qinan said incoherently.
Died. Many people died.
Bai Qinan kept repeating the names of the people who had died. These people were quite famous in the Four Great Forests, but none of them had survived under the Mountain Immortal Ghost's Heavenly God Arm.
Those purple dragons with superior bloodlines and innate divine power were crushed to death by the Mountain Immortal Ghost like loaches and worms.
Guang Mountain was big, but it couldn't withstand the Mountain Celestial Ghost's attacks. The night and the earth, with the Mountain Celestial Ghost standing in the middle, made the world seem narrow!
They weren't living beings at all. They were Heavenly Gods and Heavenly Demons!
"Mountain Immortal Ghost?"
Zhu Minglang muttered to himself.
Zhu Minglang had just killed a so-called River Immortal Ghost not long ago. He thought that the other Immortal Ghosts should be about the same level of strength, and they were indeed terrifying existences among the demons. He did not expect the River Immortal Ghost and the Forest Immortal Ghost to be the weakest among the Immortal Ghosts.
The Earth Immortal Ghost had once killed a Martial Arts Grandmaster.
As for the Mountain Immortal Ghost, it had destroyed the Purple Sect Forest last night!
The Purple Sect Forest of Guangshan was a branch of the Purple Sect Forest in this land, but it also had a history of over a thousand years. It was in charge of the order of more than twenty countries, and was the most authoritative power in this land.
In the end, it was destroyed by the Mountain Immortal Ghost, and the experts inside were slaughtered. Those who survived were just lucky.
Zhu Minglang didn't expect the Mountain Immortal Ghost to be at such a level. If it wasn't for the Dragon King beside him, he would have run away.
Zhu Minglang came here to borrow the Demon Sealing Token to find a few ten-thousand-year-old monsters so that his Heaven Fiend Dragon King could fill its stomach. He didn't expect such a big thing to happen.
A branch of the Purple Sect Forest had been destroyed. The Purple Sect Forest of the Imperial Capital must have sent people here.
Many experts of the Imperial Capital must have rushed here as soon as possible. Who knew where a creature like the Mountain Immortal Ghost would appear next?
No matter where it appeared, it would be a tragedy for the human world!
…
Zhu Minglang didn't go far. The Heaven Fiend Dragon still needed to fill its stomach.
With the appearance of the Mountain Immortal Ghost, some ten-thousand-year-old Saint Spirits became more active. During the few days that Zhu Minglang stayed at the relay station, he caught the tracks of a ten-thousand-year-old Saint Spirit.
The Mountain Immortal Ghost had disappeared without a trace. Its actions had spread across the twenty countries, and hundreds of millions of people were living under the shadow of the Mountain Immortal Ghost. Fear spread across the land, and even the sects of the cultivators were uneasy.
Finally, some of the Sect Masters of the four major sects arrived, including some of the most powerful people in the Imperial Capital. They also started to search for the Mountain Immortal Ghost.
For the past few days, Zhu Minglang mainly hunted the River Immortal Ghosts.
The River Immortal Ghosts were all ten-thousand-year-old and above. Different River Immortal Ghosts had different cultivation levels. The ten-thousand-year-old Saint Spirit that Zhu Minglang was chasing could be one that had cultivated for more than 13,000 years.
The Heaven Fiend Dragon King needed the blood of such Saint Spirits as food. Even though he knew that there were scarier Immortal Ghosts around, he still had to feed the Heaven Fiend Dragon King.
The tracks of the Immortal Ghosts were intermittent. Zhu Minglang couldn't be too hasty. Moreover, the so-called tracking was more like waiting for the next time they appeared.
If the Immortal Ghosts hid in the rivers, forests, or the ground, no one would be able to find them.
As a hunter, Zhu Minglang was very patient. He planned to return to the inn first to recuperate. Based on his tracking over the past few days, the 13,000-year-old Saint Spirit that he was looking for would appear soon!
When he arrived at the inn, Zhu Minglang went to visit Wen Mengru and Bai Qinan.
There were other people in their room. It was a man and a woman. The man was dressed extravagantly and elegantly. He had a complete set of accessories, including a decorative sword at his waist. Even though he wasn't a sword master …
The woman was dressed in a simple and aloof manner. Her hair was tied up in a bun with a simple decorative hairpin. Her cheeks were fair and delicate, and her eyes were red phoenix shaped. In her hand, she held an ancient looking longsword.
"Thank you. Please rest well." The man seemed to have finished his question. He bowed and turned to leave.
Just as the two of them were about to leave, they saw Zhu Minglang at the door.
The extravagantly dressed man seemed a little surprised as he looked at Zhu Minglang.
The cold and arrogant woman was also looking at him. Her eyes flickered slightly.
"Zhu Minglang?" The woman spoke first.
At the side, Pu Shiming opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he just maintained a polite smile and stood at the side.
"Aunt Xue Hen." Zhu Minglang was also very surprised. The person who came was actually Zhu Xuehen.
Did the Imperial Capital send her to investigate the Mountain Immortal Ghosts?
But weren't they the keepers of order in the Li Chuan Continent?
Zhu Xuehen's aura was obviously different from the last time they met.
No …
His cultivation wasn't high enough back then, so he didn't sense her hidden aura.
It turned out that she had already crossed that threshold.
If it weren't for the fact that he now had a king-level dragon, which indirectly increased his perception, he wouldn't have been able to sense her hidden cultivation.
No wonder the Imperial Capital sent her here.
Her sword realm was already extraordinary. Now that she had reached the king-level, her strength was even more terrifying!
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