The Ghost Clan was one of the major clans in the Transcendent World. They occupied the Ghost Domain and dominated the region.
The Ghost Clan mainly cultivated soul power. Their soul attacks were unparalleled in the world and were very difficult to deal with. They could easily create illusions and easily destroy the souls of living creatures. They could even cause living creatures to go berserk.
This was an evil clan that many living creatures did not want to get close to.
Humans and Devils had always been at loggerheads. They often had friction with the Ghost Clan, but the two clans restrained each other more than the Devil Clan.
The Ghost Clan guarded a region and constantly strengthened themselves. Their goal was not to invade the Transcendent World, but to return to the Ghost Domain.
The Ghost Domain was the domain that the Ghost Clan liked to live in.
The Ghosts that remained in the Transcendental World were either survivors or living beings that had been abandoned.
This Ghost Domain was full of Yin Qi. It was dark and boundless, and the whistling sounds were extremely frightening.
A Four Flood Dragon War Chariot quietly arrived at the edge of the Ghost Domain.
There were four young people on the war chariot. Three of them looked exactly the same, like triplets. The young man sitting at the back of the war chariot was very noble, like a dragon and phoenix among men.
Were they not Yang Wu and Jiang Ping?
"I say, Senior Brother, why did you suddenly come to this gloomy place?" Jiang Ping, who was riding the Stone Flood Dragon, asked Yang Wu behind him.
Yang Wu wiped away a trace of nostalgia and said, "Looking for an old friend."
"This is the Ghost Clan's territory. Senior Brother still has such an old friend." Jiang Ping curled his lips.
Humans naturally did not have a good impression of the Ghost Clan, and vice versa.
"Don't talk nonsense. Let's go in and take a look." Yang Wu was too lazy to explain to Jiang Ping.
"If we rashly barge in like this, a bunch of big and small ghosts will rush out to eat us." Jiang Ping responded.
"Hehe, you're right. Of course we have to eat the food that's delivered." Suddenly, a gloomy voice sounded.
This voice was like a cold wind blowing, chilling to the bone.
"Little ghost, don't pretend. Hurry up and call your old ghost out. We brothers want to barge into your Ghost Domain." Jiang Ping looked in a direction and responded forcefully.
"Who do you think you are? How dare you call us Lords? See if I don't eat you up first." That voice responded once again. The next moment, a chilly wind blew in Jiang Ping's direction.
"A little brat who doesn't know life from death dares to block my path? Go die!" Jiang Ping shouted in disdain. He stretched out a palm and slapped towards the cold wind.
Bang!
Before that ball of Yin Wind could even get close to Jiang Ping, it was directly smashed into pieces.
The little ghost in the chilly wind didn't even have time to scream before it died.
Yang Wu could see a mass of black fog disappear between heaven and earth. It was the body of an imp.
"Senior Brother, are you really going in? The small ghosts and big ghosts here are hard to deal with. There are also some Flesh-Eaters. Once you meet them, it will be troublesome. Which ghost region is your old friend in? Why don't you think of a way to get him to come out? "Jiang Ping turned around and said.
In the past, he had also come to this place for an adventure. In the end, he was forced to flee in a sorry state by those old ghosts.
"I don't know where he is either. I haven't contacted him for many years." Yang Wu sighed.
"Then we can only catch a few old ghosts and interrogate them."
"Mm, tell me about the situation in the Ghost Domain first. We'll plan before we act."
"We're already here and you're still planning before acting. Senior Brother, you're playing with me."
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The Ghost Domain was the same as the other realms. It was divided into many different territories. There were Hungry Ghost Clan, Flesh-Eating Ghost Clan, Illusory Ghost Clan, Ghost Emperor Clan …
Different ghost clans had different talents. The only thing they had in common was that their soul force was exceptionally strong.
Yang Wu's trip this time was to find Lei Zongjun. He didn't know which ghost clan the other party had entered.
In the past few years, Lei Zongjun had never contacted him. He didn't know if the other party had betrayed him or not.
He said that he would bring Lei Zongjun with him to the Purple Firmament Palace. Lei Zongjun also wanted revenge. Naturally, he didn't want to miss this opportunity. He was afraid that Lei Zongjun had already adapted to his identity as a ghost and didn't want to take revenge. Or perhaps he had already died in the Ghost Domain.
Through Jiang Ping's analysis, Yang Wu felt that Lei Zongjun was most likely to go to the "Ghost Emperor Clan."
The so-called "Ghost Emperor Clan" was the royal clan of the ghost clan. They occupied a large territory. Moreover, their appearance was similar to that of the human race. Normally, ghost clans in human form would join the Ghost Emperor Clan.
With a direction in mind, the two of them started to move. They headed in the direction of the Ghost Emperor Clan.
Although Yang Wu and Jiang Ping were skilled and daring, they didn't dare to travel through the ghost clan's territory openly. They restrained their auras and isolated their life force to avoid being discovered by the ghost clan.
They were very powerful. After restraining their auras, they avoided a lot of trouble.
Yang Wu was finally able to see the living conditions of the Ghost Clan.
They all had different appearances. Some were like trees, some were like rocks, and some were like ferocious beasts. They were all in the form of Yin Bodies. Occasionally, they would let out whistling sounds. Their ferocious facial features were changing. It was indeed very frightening.
They swallowed the Yin Qi of heaven and earth to grow. The denser the Yin Qi, the more ghosts there would be. They would also fight with each other. They would swallow each other's Yin Bodies to strengthen themselves.
They saw an old ghost swallow thousands of ghosts in one breath. This was an old ghost that had reached the Minor Saint Realm.
The old ghost's soul energy fluctuation was very strong. Its sensing range was also very wide. If Yang Wu and Jiang Ping weren't much stronger than the old ghost, they would have been discovered by him.
In the ghost clan's territory, it wasn't easy for them to hide completely. While they were moving quickly, they encountered the Illusion Ghost Clan.
The Illusion Ghost Clan didn't have legs. Only their upper body floated. They liked to wander around in groups, looking for otherworldly items to swallow.
When they saw Yang Wu and Jiang Ping, they immediately cried out in alarm.
"Some humans have sneaked into our territory."
"They brought food. Eat them."
"Huff, huff, their Yang Qi is very strong. Absorbing Yang to nourish Yin. Great!"
The Illusion Ghost Clan swarmed forward and created illusions to create trouble for Yang Wu and Jiang Ping.
However, these Illusion Ghosts were too weak. Yang Wu didn't even have to do anything. They were burned to death by Jiang Ping.
This time, they were in big trouble.
The ghost clan's territory hated the appearance of extreme Yang energy the most. The firepower was so shocking that it attracted a large number of ghosts to attack.
The army of ghosts stopped killing each other and chose to unite against the outside world. In their opinion, swallowing Yang Wu and Jiang Ping, two Yang Bodies, was equivalent to cultivating for decades or even centuries.
In fact, these ghosts were also the best nourishment for Yang Wu and Jiang Ping.
They had Yin Bodies, which were good for nourishing their souls.
When Jiang Ping was killing these ghosts, he took the opportunity to absorb a large number of ghost spirits to replenish the power of his soul.
The side effects of absorbing ghost spirits by force were obvious. It could easily cause damage to one's soul or make it impure. It was not good for the purity of one's soul and was not good for increasing one's strength.
Jiang Ping obviously didn't have such concerns. He must have a secret technique to purify the power of these ghost spirits.
Yang Wu didn't hold back either. His ability to devour the ghostly spirits was even more excessive than Jiang Ping's. Two-thirds of the ghostly spirits that were scattered throughout the world were devoured by him. The remaining was something that he deliberately allowed Jiang Ping to absorb. Otherwise, Jiang Ping would have gotten even less.
"Senior Brother, take it easy. This ghost spirit power will corrode the soul." Jiang Ping didn't forget to remind Yang Wu.
"I'm your Senior Brother. If you're not afraid, what do I have to be afraid of?" Yang Wu replied.
Jiang Ping was so angry at Yang Wu that his teeth hurt. This defeat was really a defeat for the rest of his life.
He had to turn the tables and defeat Yang Wu. He also wanted to be Jiang Ping's Senior Brother.
They had caused such a big commotion that a Ghost Saint had appeared.
"Humans, are you trying to start a war between the two races?" A Hungry Ghost Saint carried a bone spear and shouted.
This Hungry Ghost Saint's body was bloated, but his speed was very light. His body was full of Yin Qi, and he was standing on a ghost. He was a mid-level Ghost Saint.
"This ghost body's strength isn't weak." Jiang Ping revealed a look of greed. He wanted to rush forward but was stopped by Yang Wu.
Yang Wu looked at the Ghost Saint and cupped his hands. "We have no intention of being enemies with your race. It's just that you treat us as enemies."
The Hungry Ghost Saint stuck out his long tongue and licked it. "You humans are full of Yang Qi. Not only do the little ghosts want to eat you, but even I want to eat you."
"Come and have a taste," Jiang Ping said aggressively.
"No, no. If you dare to come, then you must have something to rely on. I'm not that stupid." The Hungry Ghost Saint replied. He then said, "This is the territory of our Hungry Ghost Tribe. Why don't you two come to our place as guests? We can have a good chat if there is anything. "
"Forget it, we are just passing by. As long as you tell us the direction of the Ghost Emperor Tribe, it will be fine." Yang Wu refused.
"You want to go to the Ghost Emperor Tribe? Do you have a Ghost Emperor Token? "The Hungry Ghost Saint asked in surprise.
Jiang Ping rushed to answer, "If we had a Ghost Emperor Token, then you little ghosts wouldn't dare to bully us."
"Hehe, so you don't have a Ghost Emperor Token. Then it's easy, easy." The Hungry Ghost Saint licked his lips and laughed.
"Let's go." Yang Wu said without hesitation.
In the next moment, he had already flown away.
The Hungry Ghost Saint stopped in front of Yang Wu and said, "Why are you in such a hurry, Honored Guest? We haven't received you yet."
"Put away your disgusting face. Do you believe that I won't kill you first?" Yang Wu said with a ruthless aura.
He had already sensed the Hungry Ghost Saint's intentions. The other party was waiting for the army to arrive.
Without waiting for the Hungry Ghost Saint to reply, Jiang Ping had already attacked from the side.
A storm of power flew towards the Hungry Ghost Saint.
Whoosh whoosh!
The Hungry Ghost Saint didn't expect Jiang Ping to attack just like that. The storm's power twisted off a small part of his saint body, causing him to cry out in pain.
"Damn human race, I will definitely eat you." The Hungry Ghost Saint roared and waved the bone weapon in his hand. The power of Yin Qi rushed towards Jiang Ping's soul. This was an attack aimed at the soul.
"Ghost Lake, you can't eat alone. We are coming." Another Hungry Ghost Saint's voice rang out.
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