After disappearing for ten years, the junior sister made the entire sect kneel down to welcome her.

One by one, the disciples were released from the spirit boat like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

Luo Huanzhen pushed open a closed ship window and looked at Wen Heng inside the ship. Her eyes were extremely kind.

These disciples dared to target and scheme against her in secret.

There were masterminds and instigators in all of them, and it's obvious who those people are.

Wen Heng was terrified and immediately decided, "I'll jump myself!"

After saying that, he pushed open the nearest window on the ship and jumped out.

Without a boat to travel, Wen Heng and his disciples could only use their spiritual power and the Wind Control Technique to try to catch up with the speed of the spirit boat.

Luo Huanzhen moved a small stool and sat at the bow of the boat.

The Banner of Ten Thousand Demons floated behind her, absorbing all the ghosts and monsters along the way as the spirit ship flew by.

The speed at which Banlan absorbed the ghosts was getting faster and faster.

Soon, a huge vortex formed behind her, and Luo Huanzhen's waist-length black hair danced in front of the vortex. Wherever it passed, the ghosts disappeared.

Wen Heng and his disciples, who were chasing Luo Huanzhen, naturally also sensed these changes.

I was so shocked I couldn't speak.

They originally planned to disobey Luo Huanzhen's orders to exterminate ghosts, thereby using this opportunity to control her.

But now it seems that Luo Zhenhuan is an army and a sect all by himself.

The speed and method of their cleanup made all their previous schemes seem like a joke.

At this moment, both Wen Heng and the Xuan Tian Sect disciples who followed him felt a burning pain on their faces.

Not only did he fail to understand despite his meticulous planning, but he also ended up getting beaten up by Luo Zhenhuan for no reason.

Three days later, the flying boat arrived at the region called Dulin Prefecture, which was under the jurisdiction of the Xuantian Sect.

There aren't many ghosts here.

Luo Huanzhen didn't even stop the spirit boat. He waved the Myriad Soul Banner a few times in the air and then steered the spirit boat to the next location.

The cleanup was so swift that the local people didn't even have time to kneel and pay their respects before she disappeared.

Meanwhile, in the northeastern border region, haunted by ghosts and monsters.

Luo Yixian took his magical artifact and searched for the Great Ghost King.

There are indeed many ghosts and monsters here. Almost the entire city has fallen. Even in broad daylight, the city is shrouded in gloom.

Luo Yixian was overjoyed.

There must be a demon king hiding in this city; this is a highly effective tonic for the Dharma Flag.

Luo Yixian's magical artifacts are not slow in absorbing ghosts.

Based on the previous absorption speed of magical artifacts, it would take about two and a half days to absorb this entire area.

But by the end of the second day, with the sun high in the sky, Luo Yixian still hadn't found where the Ghost King hidden in the city was.

Undeterred, he toured the entire city with the flag and also inspected the nearby counties.

Nothing is nothing.

Just then, a beam of light flew in from afar at an extremely fast speed.

It is a telepathic command.

Luo Yixian caught it with one hand, and the telepathic command transformed into a hurried cry for help—

"Elder Luo, save us! The Ghost King is on our side! It's not just at the Nascent Soul stage, it's at the Void Refinement stage. It's in the southwest, in Weichuan City, and no one in our sect can defeat it!"

The person was speaking in a hurry, clearly trying to avoid the ghost king's entanglement; this was a plea for help sent out in a spare moment.

Luo Yixian, who was initially feeling down because he hadn't found the Ghost King, was overjoyed after receiving this request for help.

The power contained in each higher-ranking ghost is completely incomparable to that of the lower-ranking ones.

Eating tens or hundreds of thousands of low-level ghosts is not as good as eating a single Ghost King in the Nascent Soul stage.

That fragment was extraordinary, because by melting it down, his banner possessed the potential to become a divine artifact.

That's why he traveled thousands of miles to the Moon Spirit Kingdom to exterminate the demons and help it improve.

The sudden appearance of a Ghost King at the Tribulation Transcending stage brought his Dharma Flag one step closer to becoming a divine artifact.

Luo Yixian then directly ordered his disciples, "Let's go to Weichuan City in the southwest."

The members of the Hunyuan Sect boarded the spirit boat and hurried towards Weichuan City.

But they need time to get there.

At this moment, the cultivators of Weichuan City were running out of time.

An old man led his disciples in a desperate escape through the thick, dark fog, while a figure in red leisurely pursued them from behind.

No, this is not black mist.

Instead, it was a thick blood mist, red to the point of being black, formed after the Ghost King slaughtered a large number of people.

The cultivators were covered in wounds of varying depths, and bloodstains had stained their blue sect robes a deep purple, continuing to trickle down their trouser legs.

It landed on the ground, leaving a long trail of messy, bloody footprints. 98

"Hehehe, don't run away, little mice..."

A sinister voice echoed from all directions of the black mist.

This red-clad ghost king is powerful enough to contend for the title of Asura Ghost King.

But being an acquired ghost king, he was far inferior to those born with innate bloodlines.

It is difficult to command the myriad ghosts of the underworld.

Only then did it tear open the gates of the underworld, intending to devour the weak half-ghost king's bloodline.

It was just unexpected that it had only appeared recently and hadn't even had a chance to go to the palace yet.

The innate half-ghost king bloodline vanished in an instant.

I don't know who swallowed it.

It had been plotting for so long, and now it was all gone. How could it not be furious?

Now we see monks coming to our door.

It immediately attributed the disappearance of the half-ghost king's bloodline to them.

Influenced by the nation's fortune, these sinister creatures find it difficult to approach the imperial palace, but these cultivators can.

They must have killed the half-ghost king in the palace, which is why it got nothing on this trip.

So it deliberately torments them.

Now, the fear of this group of cultivators has clearly reached its peak.

It was about to feast on their flesh and blood.

The red-clad ghost king abandoned his playful and casual demeanor, his fingernails grew rapidly, and he unleashed his full aura as he pounced on the cultivators.

The cultivators had already exhausted their spiritual energy in this long chase.

Faced with such a murderous old ghost in the Void Refinement Realm, the taut string of escape in his mind snapped abruptly.

Everyone turned ashen-faced and collapsed to the ground in despair.

ended.

It's all over.

They couldn't wait for rescue; this moment marked the end of their lives.

Everyone closed their eyes, quietly awaiting death.

however……

The expected scenario did not occur.

Before death came Luo Huanzhen, who was alone piloting an entire enormous spirit ship.

The spirit ship broke through the black fog and crashed into Weizhou City as if piercing through clouds and waves.