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Chapter 464, The Ghost King Appears

In the bottomless dungeon of Ghost Mother Mountain, ghostly energy soared into the sky, and eerie ghost fire flickered.

The entire mountain resembles a giant beast that has been sleeping for thousands of years, now awakened by the invasion of foreign enemies.

The moment Hua Changxi rushed into it, the entire Ghost Mother Mountain let out a muffled roar, and countless chains came from inside the mountain as if billions of vengeful souls were howling from the ground.

Layer upon layer of restrictions arose in response, each layer woven from ancient ghost patterns and soul-devouring ghost chains, shimmering with a halo of eerie green and blood black.

This is an inherent order restriction of the Ghost Clan's ancestral lineage. If any other race steps in, they will perish here if they are not careful. Their flesh and soul will be transformed into nourishment to nourish the Yin veins of Ghost Mother Mountain.

Hua Changxi was struck by lightning, causing her spiritual power to surge violently. A metallic taste rose in her throat, and the flames around her were as faint as starlight, yet they still caused the ghostly energy and ghostly fire in the entire dungeon to stagnate.

"Who dares to trespass into the Ghost Clan's Ghost Mother Mountain? Retreat at once!"

The ghost generals and soldiers guarding the dungeon poured out from the secret passage, holding nether chains, their eyes filled with both ferocity and deep fear.

They stared intently at the figure engulfed in flames—the flames chilled them to the bone.

"Whoo~"

As soon as Hua Changxi calmed the turbulent spiritual energy within her body, the flames around her began to change from red to gold, then from gold to white, and finally settled into an almost transparent, intense heat.

As soon as the Southern Bright Fire was unleashed, the entire Ghost Mother Mountain trembled even more violently.

With its wings spread, the firebird transformed into a crimson shadow and charged straight at the ghost generals and soldiers. Before it even got close, the ghost generals and soldiers were reduced to ashes. Then, like a dragon plunging into an abyss, the firebird resolutely plunged deep into the Ghost Mother Mountain.

Meanwhile, deep within Ghost Mother Mountain, will-o'-the-wisps surged like a tide.

Inside the cell, green flames licked the stone walls, and the stench of burning permeated the air.

The Vermilion Bird Army and human cultivators struggled desperately in the raging flames. They used their remaining spiritual energy to form an array to resist, but they could not stop the erosion of the ghostly energy and ghostly fire.

Gongshu Xingyan used his own essence and soul to drive the Ghost Chisel, finally tearing a crack in the iron bars—but the crack was too small to allow anyone to pass through, and Gongshu Xingyan's face was pale, his breath weak as a candle in the wind, and he was powerless to drive the Ghost Chisel to break the barrier.

The group was in dire straits, and many of them began to lose focus and were on the verge of losing their minds.

Song Weimin smiled sadly, knowing that these people probably wouldn't survive: "I thought we would die at the hands of the ghosts, but I never expected to die at the hands of the humans. It's truly..."

Seeing the will-o'-the-wisps engulf her legs, Fang Zhuyue also despaired: "What kind of human cultivator is Chu Tianye? He doesn't deserve to be human at all!"

The others were also unable to circulate their spiritual power to resist the ghostly energy and fire, and they all collapsed to the ground.

Just as everyone was in despair and waiting to die—

"boom!!!"

The entire dungeon trembled violently, as if the earth had been cleaved open by a giant axe.

A crimson flame pierced through the direction of the mountain gate, like heavenly fire falling to earth. Wherever it passed, ghostly energy rose and ghostly patterns shattered!

Amidst the flames, a figure emerged from the fire.

Her robes were charred black, her left shoulder was covered in blood and flesh, and lightning marks coiled around her body like snakes, but her eyes shone as brightly as the sun burning the heavens.

"Palace Master???"

The people in the cell were stunned to see the fireman descending from the sky. They all thought they were hallucinating. In the end, Fang Zhuyue was the first to react. With uncertainty and anticipation, she softly called out to the person who came in a trembling voice.

Hua Changxi's gaze swept over the horrific scene in the prison, his eyes surging with rage.

"it's me."

The sound was like a bell, shattering despair.

"I'm late."

As soon as she finished speaking, she made a hand seal with her fingers together, and a wisp of pure Nanming Fire leaped from her fingertips—the fire was neither red nor gold, but almost blazing white, with a faint golden halo around its edges, like the first rays of dawn, or like the mercy of a deity.

The Southern Fire is extremely Yang and pure, and it is specifically designed to overcome Yin and evil.

The flames entered the prison, like spring snow meeting the sun. The originally rampant ghostly energy and will-o'-the-wisps suddenly let out a shrill scream, struggling to escape, but were gently and irresistibly enveloped, purified, and melted by the Southern Bright Fire.

The acrid smell quickly dissipated, replaced by a refreshing scent like a pine breeze and a gentle warmth like morning dew.

The cultivators, who had been corrupted by ghostly energy and scorched by ghostly fire, suddenly felt their souls lighten, as if their souls, which had been sinking into the mud, had finally touched the light of day.

"Hall Master!"

"You really came to save us!"

Cries and screams rose and fell. Compared to the excitement of the Vermilion Bird Army, the other human cultivators just stared blankly at the figure bathed in flames, seemingly still in disbelief.

"Om~"

A deep, dragon-like hum came from the depths of the earth, causing the entire Ghost Mother Mountain to tremble violently. Countless cracks appeared in the mountain, and thick, ink-like ghost energy surged out, filling the entire underground space in the blink of an eye.

Amidst the ghostly aura, countless ghostly figures emerged, some resembling withered bones, others like the cries of infants, their shrill screams like a tidal wave, directly assaulting the soul!

"not good!"

Gongshu Xingyan forced himself to sit up and hissed, "The ancestral vein restriction of Ghost Mother Mountain has been triggered! Let's go! If we don't leave now, we'll all become nourishment for Ghost Mother Mountain."

Hua Changxi's expression changed, and he quickly stepped forward, placing his palm on the iron bars. The Nanming Fire spread along the iron bars, instantly turning the entire cage crimson.

With a crisp "crack," the iron railing snapped like rotten wood.

Hua Changxi strode into the cell, his right hand blazing with spiritual light, and the Sumeru Bead flew out from his neck, transforming into a miniature world.

Then, the Sumeru Pearl shone brightly, its spiritual light forming a net that enveloped all the Vermilion Bird Army soldiers and human cultivators in the prison—whether they were critically injured and dying or unconscious, they were all gently drawn into the world within the pearl.

After doing all this, Hua Changxi spun around, crimson flames soared into the sky, and she transformed into a firebird once more, flapping her wings and rushing towards the mountain gate exit.

In a corner of the passageway, Chu Tianye and several of his men lay in the flames, their bodies engulfed in the lingering, inextinguishable embers of the Southern Ming dynasty, barely clinging to life.

Chu Tianye lay on his back, watching the fiery figure fly further and further away, becoming smaller and smaller, until it finally disappeared from sight.

It shouldn't be like this...

He was the first to discover the Ghost Fire Well; he was the destined master of the Ghost Fire Well!

He shouldn't have died in the dark and filthy Ghost Mother Mountain; he should have died peacefully in a soft, warm bed, his name etched in history.

Tears of resentment slid down her cheeks.

The next instant, the will-o'-the-wisp swept in and completely engulfed him. Within the flames, there was no more struggle, only silent annihilation.

Above Ghost Mother Mountain, the clouds of calamity were as black as ink, churning endlessly.

The purple lightning python roamed among the clouds, appearing and disappearing as if the eye of heaven had not yet closed.

Amidst the violent tremors of Ghost Mother Mountain, a crimson figure streaked out from the mountain gate with incredible speed, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, carrying the force of scorching heavens, heading straight towards the Ghost Infant River.

Behind the crimson shadow, the ghost tide surged like a tidal wave—countless ghosts poured out of Ghost Mother Mountain, roaring and howling, transforming into a black cloud of pursuers.

Hua Changxi did not look back. After getting far away from Ghost Mother Mountain, she suddenly felt a sense of relief—the heavenly tribulation that had been looming over her had quietly dissipated.

Hua Changxi's tense nerves finally relaxed slightly: "As long as we get to the Blood Cage on the Ghost Infant River and activate the Ghost Fire Token, we can return to the Ghost Fire Well..."

However, at that moment, the Ghost Infant River, not far away, suddenly erupted in chaos.

A thousand-foot-high wave surged up on the river surface, and black mist condensed on the surface, transforming into a vast army of thousands of soldiers, so numerous that they blotted out the sky and climbed onto the riverbank like a tide.

Even more terrifying, deep within the river, a massive whirlpool is slowly forming.

At the center of the vortex, the black water flowed upstream and condensed into a towering ghostly figure—over a thousand feet tall, covered in a myriad of souls' bone armor, with eyes like two green moons, looking down upon all living beings.

The appearance of the towering ghostly figure shook the entire Netherworld.

"What on earth happened in the Ghost Realm that even the Ghost King has been mobilized!" (End of Chapter)