The most secure job in Dajin

Inside the scarlet sedan chair, the light was dim and unclear.

Hua Changxi sat upright, her red dress, identical to that of Lady Chiyan, making her appear exceptionally alluring, yet it only accentuated her deathly pale complexion, devoid of any color.

She lowered her eyes, gazing at the dark bell in her palm.

Recalling what she had just experienced in the rocky forest still left her feeling lingering fear.

Under the relentless slashing of the black broken blade, the red-clad female ghost's ghostly body finally shattered. But she never expected that beneath her broken ghostly body lurked a ferocious soul (primordial spirit).

Without her noticing, the soul directly invaded her sea of ​​consciousness.

Anyone else would probably have been possessed by the woman in red by now.

Unfortunately, I happened to run into her.

Within her sea of ​​consciousness was the Shennong Cauldron; the moment that soul entered her sea of ​​consciousness, it was suppressed by the Shennong Cauldron.

This is just the beginning.

In her sea of ​​consciousness, there were also tokens from the six great blessed lands: Lingguang Palace, Yehuo Platform, Jiutian Fire Spring, Lihuo Cliff, Zhurong Tomb, and Wutong Forest.

The moment the red-clad female ghost's soul invaded the sea of ​​consciousness, the six keepsakes seemed to be stimulated, simultaneously erupting with a blazing fire that could destroy the heavens and the earth.

The soul didn't even have time to utter a scream before it was instantly reduced to ashes by the six layers of fire.

This was an overwhelming victory!

But Hua Changxi couldn't be happy.

She had not yet developed her spiritual platform, and her sea of ​​consciousness remained in a primitive, chaotic state, extremely fragile. Although the invasion of the external enemy had been quelled, the violent impact still surged through her sea of ​​consciousness like a raging torrent.

At that moment, her head felt like it was about to explode, and the pain was so intense that she felt like she was going to die.

Hua Changxi endured the excruciating pain that threatened to tear her consciousness apart, took out the luminous cup, and began absorbing the Soul River water.

As his soul power was replenished, the tremors in his sea of ​​consciousness gradually subsided.

She put away the luminous cup when she could no longer absorb soul power, slowly closed her eyes, and began to rest.

Although the sea of ​​consciousness was invaded, the gains were still gratifying.

As the soul of the woman in red was completely annihilated, all the information about her life flooded into her mind.

The red-clad female ghost is the mistress of Ghost Nightmare Village—the Crimson Nightmare Lady.

Lady Crimson Nightmare is renowned throughout the Ghost Realm for her two great abilities, which even other races in the Nine Netherworlds fear—one is her Nightmare Technique, and the other is her Nightmare Bell.

The art of nightmares is domineering and unpredictable. It can weave illusory and bewildering dreams, enticing people to willingly indulge in them; it can also silently invade the dreams of others, taking lives invisibly while they are asleep.

The Nightmare Bell is an extremely powerful magical artifact for controlling the soul.

The sudden ringing of the bell signifies both the moment when one's soul is controlled and the moment when a nightmare descends.

Just now, Hua Changxi used the Nightmare Bell sound to instantly control the entire team and then used the Soul Control Technique to subtly alter their memories.

At this moment, to all the ghosts in this group, she was their supreme master—the Crimson Nightmare Lady of Ghost Nightmare Village.

Furthermore, after reading the memories of Lady Chiyan, she also learned that the obscure and difficult-to-understand ghost language she had heard before was not a language unique to the ghost race, but a common language spoken throughout the Nine Netherworlds—the Netherworld Language.

Now that Hua Changxi has "experienced" the life of Lady Chiyan, she is no longer unfamiliar with the language of the underworld. Speaking it may still be a bit of a challenge, but listening to it is no longer difficult.

The piercing sound of the suona horn swirled above the eerie north gate of Ghost Realm Fortress before slowly fading away.

The iconic scarlet sedan chair of Lady Crimson Nightmare also stopped at the city gate.

In the past, there were no strict checks when entering or leaving the city gates, and the ghosts were quite free to come and go.

However, the scene at the city gate was quite different.

On the city wall, ghost soldiers stood with spears in hand, their eerie green eyes gleaming in the shadow of their helmets as they warily scanned the area below.

At the city gate, a ghost general held an ancient black mirror, its surface shimmering with dark ghostly energy. Every ghost entering or leaving had to pause before the mirror. Hua Changxi sat upright in her sedan chair, quietly observing the scene before her through the gaps in the scarlet curtains.

Through the memories of the Crimson Nightmare Queen, she knew that the black mirror was called the Soul-Chasing Mirror—its surface was filled with swirling mist, capable of instantly reflecting the recent movements of the Ghost Clan.

It seems the Ghost Clan is eager to give the Lord of the Underworld an explanation, even resorting to such a treasure.

The arrival of the scarlet sedan chair naturally attracted the attention of the city gate guards.

A ghost general clad in heavy armor strode forward, stopping several meters away from the sedan chair, not daring to approach any closer.

He bowed deeply, his tone respectful yet slightly stiff: "Welcome, Lady Chiyan."

Before the sedan curtains could move, a maid's icy voice rang out first: "Your Highness is entering the city, why don't you make way?"

The ghost general looked troubled and lowered his voice even further: "Please forgive me, Lady Red Nightmare, but the Soul Hunting Ghost Commander has ordered that all ghosts entering or leaving the North Gate must pass through the Soul-Chasing Mirror to check their tracks."

"Check for clues?"

The maid's voice suddenly rose, filled with undisguised anger: "Open your dog eyes and see clearly, the one sitting in the sedan chair is none other than the Crimson Nightmare Lady!"

"What kind of thing is Soul Hunter? How dare it issue orders to Her Majesty?"

"Do you want him to deal with you personally, or do you want us to cripple you now and then settle the score with him?"

The ghost general trembled, his head bowed lower than ever before. Just as he was caught in a dilemma, a black figure suddenly descended from the city wall.

"You insolent fool, what are you standing there for? Get out of the way and welcome the Empress into the city!"

The newcomer was none other than the Soul Hunter Ghost Commander.

Soul Hunter looked at the scarlet sedan chair, bowed slightly, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. It was my subordinates who were ignorant. Please enter the city."

The ghost general felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly retreated to the side.

The Soul-Hunting Ghost General stepped aside to make way, but kept his eyes downcast, not daring to look directly into the sedan chair.

"This will not be repeated."

The maid snorted coldly, glared fiercely at the ghost general, then raised her chin and followed the scarlet sedan chair into the city.

From beginning to end, the person inside the sedan chair did not utter a single word. Neither the ghost soldiers at the city gate nor the ghosts waiting to enter the city dared to utter a single word in response.

Meanwhile, a thousand meters away from the city gate, Chu Junyi and his four companions looked at the city gate with serious expressions.

"Boss, how do we get into the city?"

"The black mirror in the hands of the demons is extraordinary. If we just go over there like this, we will definitely be discovered."

Chu Junyi pondered for a moment and said, "Since the red sedan chair procession was exempt from inspection, then others can too."

"Let's wait here for the next important figure from the Ghost Clan who also refuses to be checked. Then we'll find a way to blend into his entourage."

The red sedan chair procession passed through the heavy city gate, and the air was no longer filled with any gray fog; the view suddenly became clear.

Looking at the scene inside Ghost Realm Fortress, Hua Changxi couldn't help but reveal a hint of undisguised shock in his eyes.

This is hardly a city; its sheer size makes it seem like a small, independent world.

The city was a bizarre and grotesque place, with dark blue streets crisscrossing and buildings standing side by side, one after another.

The low-lying haunted house is close to the ground, while the towering towers pierce the darkness like swords, layer upon layer reaching towards the sky, casting large, eerie shadows under the glow of the ghostly green fire.

What surprised her the most was the island suspended in mid-air.

Those enormous landmasses floated defied all logic, high in the sky.

On the island, magnificent buildings stand tall, pavilions and towers are scattered about, and lights shine brightly, making it look like a palace in the sky.

Ghostly figures darted about above the floating islands, creating a lively yet eerie scene. (End of Chapter)