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"Ghost..."
Ding Xiang saw the real ghost, her mind already in chaos, trembling all over as she looked at a group of Lantern Wraiths and stammered, "What should we do? No matter how powerful Ye Shao Xia is, after all, he is just a mortal. How could he possibly defeat these ferocious ghosts? It's over, we really shouldn't have come to Wangui Cave..."
A group of heavily armored Ghost Soldiers laughed heartily and said, "The Lantern Wraiths are out; do you think this kid can escape death? Over the past thousand years, how many strong practitioners from the human realm have recklessly entered the Ghost Realm? None have ever passed the Lantern Wraiths' test!"
...
Ye Yang stood calmly in place, smiling lightly as he said, "That's only because those practitioners who entered the Ghost Realm weren't strong enough!"
"Don't be arrogant, kid! Take this!"
A group of Lantern Wraiths roared as they surrounded him, numbering in the hundreds. The green flames on their lanterns billowed and coalesced into mist that spread out like tentacles, quickly binding Ye Yang's arms and legs tightly, rendering him immobile.
"Haha, kid, now you know the power of our ghost fire!"
Amidst the taunts, a sturdy Ghost Soldier raised his lantern and laughed at Ye Yang.
Yet Ye Yang also smiled. Suddenly unleashing all his True Qi, he shouted, "You dare to challenge me? Begone!"
The flames erupted as if they had exploded. The green mist resembling ghost fire was merely an illusion; Ye Yang knew it was just a trick to deceive people. It wasn't ghost fire but a condensation of earth-type energy. The Ghost Realm lay deep underground where earth elements were abundant. Thus, practitioners in the Ghost Realm either cultivated the scorching Hellfire or this robust earth element energy. Coupled with the dense ghostly aura, their martial arts naturally appeared unique.
As pieces of ghost fire energy fell to the ground with crackling sounds, Ye Yang looked down at the ghosts with disdain. Holding the Azure Soul Sword in his hand and surrounded by swirling Blazing Cyclones, he smiled slightly and said, "If you think you can imprison me with just this level of skill, then you underestimate me too much. Now it's my turn; prepare yourselves!"
With a sweep of his blade, flames erupted as waves of Blazing Cyclones surged forth, sweeping over all the Lantern Wraiths. Ye Yang spread his fingers wide and suddenly pulled them back while shouting, "All of you kneel before me!"
"Bang bang bang..."
Under Ye Yang's command, the fire whirlwinds suddenly contracted, binding each Lantern Wraith's legs. Instantly, these Earth Level Nine Ghost Soldiers knelt on the ground as their legs were tightly restrained. The flames burned them painfully as they screamed in agony, crying out together, "Young Hero spare us! We won't dare again; please spare our lives!"
Ye Yang smiled brightly, demonstrating precise control over his power. The fiery whirlwinds were just enough to scorch the Ghost Soldiers, but not to kill them; in fact, they merely broke through their Protective Aura.
……
"You spineless bunch, you've completely embarrassed the Ghost Realm! What a pathetic lot you are!"
The Lord of the Manor was furious, glaring at a group of kneeling Lantern Wraiths. He shouted, "Get up and keep fighting! Kill this little brat! How can we let a mere human trample our Carefree Realm? Where has your dignity as ghosts gone?"
Unfortunately, the group of Lantern Wraiths continued to wail, none daring to defy Ye Yang any longer. To them, this handsome young man seemed like a god; defying him would lead to certain death.
……
At that moment, a haunting sound of a flute suddenly echoed from afar, drifting through the night sky like a death knell, chilling and mournful.
"What is that?" Ye Yang turned to look.
He saw more than a dozen Flower Palanquins floating in the night sky, their bright red drapes billowing without anyone carrying them.
"Hahaha, you're doomed! You're doomed..." The Lord of the Manor laughed maniacally. "The Ghost Flower Palanquins have arrived! Kid, you can't escape your fate today, hahaha..."
Watching the Lord of the Manor's crazed demeanor, Ye Yang felt a sense of dread. What exactly were these Ghost Flower Palanquins? He sensed that each palanquin contained an aura comparable to Starlight Power, roughly at the level of Starry Sky Level Three. The strangeness of these more than ten Ghost Flower Palanquins made him uneasy about what might be hidden within.
Ding Xiang's face turned even paler as she trembled in the wind. "It's over! These are the Ghost Flower Palanquins mentioned by our ancestors! They belong to the Death Kings of Yama Palace! Oh my god, I thought those were just legends meant to scare us! I didn't expect there to really be Ghost Flower Palanquins! Ye Shao Xia, be careful! If you're pulled into a Ghost Flower Palanquin, it's certain death!"
……
"Swish!"
In "Breaking Wind," a blood-red blade light surged out from a Flower Palanquin.
Ye Yang saw it clearly. With a swing of his Blade, he struck back, producing a clang as he forcefully dissipated the blade light. Indeed, even his arm felt somewhat sore and numb. If there was someone hidden inside that Ghost Flower Palanquin, then this person's strength should not be underestimated.
Immediately after, more than a dozen Ghost Flower Palanquins launched their attacks, and blade lights filled the air!
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The blade lights intertwined, and even Ye Yang, no matter how strong he was, could not withstand so many attacks alone.
With a series of "puff" sounds, in the blink of an eye, several blade lights pierced through Ye Yang's body, tearing him to shreds!
……
"Hahaha, he's dead! Good riddance!" the Lord of the Manor laughed heartily.
A group of Ghost Messengers cackled: "We thought this kid was invincible; turns out he can be killed! Hahaha, well done!"
Ding Xiang knelt on the ground, tears swirling in her eyes: "Really... really dead? I... I told you long ago that Wangui Cave is not a place you can just come to; you wouldn't listen. Now look at you—dead without a complete corpse. Who will collect your remains? You have wronged the heavens above and your parents below. To die here in the Underworld is truly frustrating..."
……
At that moment, suddenly, flames erupted in the sky as three Ghost Flower Palanquins caught fire!
"Ahhh..."
The blazing Star Flame surged up, quickly burning away the outer fabric of the Ghost Flower Palanquins. Inside sat a person who supported the entire Ghost Flower Palanquin, their body enveloped in Starlit Armor, screaming in agony as they were consumed by the Star Flame.
"Ah, Young Hero, not dead yet?" Ding Xiang exclaimed with joy.
……
Above, Ye Yang held the Azure Soul Sword high and suddenly slashed down. Waves of fiery sword energy cascaded onto the Ghost Flower Palanquin. Immediately after, Ye Yang hurled the Azure Soul Sword forward!
"Boom!"
The blade plunged into the ground, piercing through the rock layers. Ye Yang moved his hands and shouted, "Dragon Ascendance!"
"Hong Hong Hong..."
Waves of Dragon Shadow burst forth from the ground. In an instant, more than a dozen Ghost Flower Palanquins were shattered, and the practitioners of the Ghost Realm, who were all injured and lying on the ground, were no longer mysterious; they were merely a group of individuals controlling the Flower Palanquins. Although they were powerful, facing a transcendent expert like Ye Yang, they were destined to submit.
……
"Gulp..."
With a sudden convulsion in his throat, Lord of the Manor looked at the magnificent figure of Ye Yang in the sky. He dropped to his knees and bowed deeply, exclaiming loudly, "Young Hero, your divine might is awe-inspiring. From now on, you shall be the ruler of our Carefree Realm. You are our king!"
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