789 The Hades Heavenly Ghos (1/2)
The sound shook the heavens, causing the clouds to churn and surge. It seemed as though the entire space would be crushed under the pressure of the heavenly force.
Mo Wen's figure froze as he looked in shock towards the sky. He could not resist the imposing pressure that came from the void. It was like an order from Heaven.
In the cleft space, all the Huatian Palace's ancient martial art practitioners stopped what they were doing and frantically looked up at the sky in astonishment.
Under the imposing pressure, nobody dared to act recklessly.
”You pigs of the Huatian Palace, death is at your door! Did you think that you could ruin the sacrifice by sending a few Huatian Palace veterans? Did you truly believe that this sacrificial ritual would be so easy to stop? To carry out the sacred rite, the entire Ghost Lair will spare no cost, including the most powerful individual in the entire Ghost Lair, the Ghost King.”
The young master of the Ghost Lair lifted his head to the sky and laughed. He looked playfully at the Huatian Palace's ancient martial art practitioners, as though he was looking at a group of dead people.
A finger that looked like a supporting pillar of heaven suddenly emerged from the layer of clouds in the sky. It slowly descended to the ground. It was as though an ancient giant had extended a finger in order to squash a group of tiny ants.
Mo Wen's figure trembled slightly. He was stunned to discover that he could not evade the giant finger at all. He could not even slightly move his body!
As the finger came down, almost everyone was within its attack range. More than fifty of the Huatian Palace's ancient martial art practitioners felt a lethal danger at the same time.
In the dark space, Mo Qingge raised her eyebrows slightly as she looked at Mo Qingtian beside her.
”Tian'er, something has happened outside. I need to go and check it out. Will it be a problem if I leave this grand commander Chu Xiao to you?”
”Sister, although I sealed my cultivation before I came out, I can still handle a person like Chu Xiao.” Mo Qingtian smiled indifferently. An unparalleled aura emanated from his body. It was actually not weaker than that of Mo Qingge. He took one step forward and blocked Chu Xiao.
”You…” Chu Xiao was shocked and immediately turned pale. He had not expected that this weird-looking youth would actually have such frightening cultivation. Two Tide Changing Realm strong practitioners had appeared in the Huatian Palace. An ominous feeling suddenly welled up inside of him.
Mo Qingge became a beam of white light. She crashed through the barrier of the dark space and appeared in the cleft space outside.
”What cultivation is that?” Mo Wen was shocked. The pressure that was like that of a heavenly deity and had surpassed his comprehension. Could it be that he was about to die here? Helplessly, Mo Wen tried to think of a strategy. It seemed that against such an existence, any resistance was futile.
Just as everyone felt that death was imminent, a beam of white light penetrated the empty space. It traversed a thousand kilometers in an instant and crashed straight into the giant finger, shattering it instantly.
A silhouette dressed in white, fluttering clothes silently appeared above the ancient city. It was Mo Qingge.
”Ghost King Jiang Yan. As I expected, you are actually still alive.”
Mo Qingge's gaze pierced the empty space. Her white clothes fluttered as she looked as indifferent as a Tianshan Mountain snow lotus.
In the Ghost Lair, aside from the commanders and the grand commander, there was one overall ruler called the Ghost King. The identity of the Ghost King would change from time to time, but there was only ever one Ghost King.
Jiang Yan had become the Ghost Lair's Ghost King more than a hundred years ago. He had controlled the Ghost Lair for a few centuries and his cultivation was sky-high. However, one hundred and twenty years ago, Jiang Yan was ambushed by the Huatian Palace and died at the hands of the Huatian Palace Second Palace Lord. The Ghost Lair was without a leader and soon faded into oblivion. Only in recent years had the Ghost Lair begun to be active again.
Who would have thought that Jiang Yan, who had seemingly died at the hands of the Huatian Palace, was actually still alive?
”You are Mo Qingge, the Deputy Director of the Huatian Palace Senate. Rumor has it that you are the most likely candidate to contend for the position of the Huatian Palace Grand Palace Lord.”
A voice sounded from the cloud layer. The next moment, a dark silhouette appeared in the sky above. The silhouette seemed ethereal, like an ever-changing shadow that made it hard for others to identify who it was.
Once the silhouette appeared, its gaze was fixed on Mo Qingge. It had a vengeful murderous intent as deep as the sea in its eyes. The Huatian Palace members all needed to die.
”Ghost King, I am very intrigued. Wasn't your soul scattered back then?” Mo Qingge felt very curious. How could Jiang Yan still be alive?
”By the blessing of your Huatian Palace, not only did I not die, my cultivation has grown stronger. Is that b*tch Nie Wuxin still alive? I will certainly pay her back with interest,” Ghost King Jiang Yan said sinisterly.
A century ago, he had unleashed a secret technique to fake his death, escaping certain death by the skin of his teeth. If he did not get revenge now, he would not be at peace in this lifetime.
”Ghost King Jiang Yan, Palace Lord Nie has enjoyed a much better existence than you have. Back then, you were lucky and did not die. That is your good fortune. Could it be that you want to die for real right now?” Mo Qingge asked.
”Haha! You think you can kill me on your own?” Ghost King Jiang Yan suddenly laughed aloud. The gaze he gave Mo Qingge was full of disdain.
”Chu Xiao is a piece of trash. He can't even hold back a woman. Since it has come to this, I'll send you to your grave.”