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第三百三十一章 疑点

Yuan Dahaibei's words had some merit, but Lin Xuan still felt that the situation was more complex than he imagined. After flying for about half an hour, several small mountains came into view.

These mountains weren't particularly tall; they were only a hundred zhang or so high. From afar, they looked more like swollen mounds of earth.

The vegetation on these mountains was sparse. Although not completely barren, there were only some withered and yellowish grasses.

"Eh? Here..."

Lin Xuan released his divine sense and scanned the area briefly, his eyes showing a hint of surprise. Despite its unremarkable appearance, this place turned out to be an excellent source for yin veins.

No wonder that ghost king had chosen to build his lair here.

The effects of cultivation in this valley were not inferior to those of the Yin Spirit Canyon, but the environment was much better.

Many people's understanding often contained a misconception: they believed that ghosts liked darkness, dampness, and eerie environments. In reality, ghost entities also detested harsh living conditions. This was why, after an elder had opened a passage between the mortal world and the Netherworld, those yin spirits immediately rushed through in droves.

However, after several failed attempts to battle against cultivators, their activity remained confined to the Yin Spirit Canyon. Of course, some ghost entities, with their formidable magical power, had built lairs outside as well.

"Senior brothers, this is where that monster's nest is. Let's work together and try to capture it alive if possible. If not, we can still kill it," Li Haipeng said with a greedy expression on his face.

A living ghost king was indeed invaluable. Even if he were killed, the inner core nourished by a thousand years of yin energy would be enough to drive any cultivator mad.

"Alright!"

The cultivators, confident in their numbers, revealed themselves and advanced towards the opponent without hiding their forms. There were no prohibitions at the entrance; only some illusionary spells had been cast. These experts easily dispelled them with a few palm strikes, reducing the small magical effects to nothingness.

White mist swirled, quickly retreating, revealing the scene inside the valley.

"What is this..."

The sight before the cultivators left them speechless. The entire valley wasn't large, but it was filled with various flowers. Even in such a cold season, they still bloomed magnificently, clearly under some magical influence. This ghost king truly knew how to enjoy himself; he had set up his lair like an earthly paradise.

The cultivators were taken aback, but soon they rushed into the valley with shouts and cries.

Such a commotion would have stirred even a deaf person. With thunderous roars, a black fog emerged from a cave in the mountain wall, transforming into a massive black cloud over ten zhang long and seven or eight zhang wide, blocking their path.

"Who are you? How dare you intrude into the Valley of Flowers?" The voice within the black cloud carried anger but also a hint of fear. After all, facing so many condensation core cultivators, it was understandable why he felt intimidated.

The experts present were no strangers to such situations and could easily discern his inner fear. Li Haipeng sneered: "What are you talking about? Evil ghost, I'm here to take your life."

He then spat out a short rod-shaped spiritual artifact, grabbing it tightly and striking the opponent with all his might.

With money in hand, one must repay the debt. Since they had been invited and promised generous rewards, no one could afford to sit back and watch. Spiritual energy surged as everyone revealed their treasures.

Lin Xuan also opened his mouth, spitting out the Divine Fire Spirit Pearl.

Although he didn't know if each cultivator was using all their strength, the combined attack of eight condensation core cultivators was astonishing. The best choice for that ghost king would have been to avoid the brunt of the attack, but he chose to withstand it.

With a roar of anger and fear, the black cloud rapidly churned, becoming even darker. It suddenly contracted before expanding outward, spewing out several dozen large black energy balls.

The light intersected with everyone's magical defenses.

After a massive explosion, Lin Xuan's body was enveloped in green light as he activated his Nine Heavens Qi Shield, blocking the surging qi waves from entering.

Others also displayed their abilities, casting colorful barriers that dazzled the eyes. At the same time, they were shocked by the ghost king’s formidable strength. Although most of the earlier attack seemed to be probing, with eight people working together, this ghost entity had managed to withstand it. The black cloud stopped churning and slowly dispersed, revealing a shadow.

It was a bald, naked man with a face full of coarse hair. On his forehead, there was a two-inch-long horn.

Although he was a yin spirit body, he showed no fear in the sunlight but lacked an actual shadow; only a ghost emperor could reassemble their physical form at that level.

Then, he raised his head, and a piercing screech echoed like a tidal wave.

"Bad news, he wants to call for reinforcements!" Li Haipeng's face changed: "Senior brothers, don't hold back. Take advantage of this guy being alone and deal with him first."

However, before the words were fully spoken, ghostly cries filled the air from deep within the valley as seven more shadowy figures emerged.

Linguis!

These creatures were equivalent to cultivators at the foundation stage.

But the cultivators were not worried; they rejoiced because capturing them alive would fetch extremely valuable crystals.

Shadows darted through the air, and the cultivators engaged in battle with the yin spirits.

Lin Xuan joined the attack on the ghost king as well.

He didn't want to stand out, so he didn't use his full strength. The Divine Fire Spirit Pearl spat out fiery flames that seemed powerful but were merely a facade. Nevertheless, this still drew the cultivators' attention; after all, there weren't many condensation core cultivators who possessed ancient treasures at the initial stage.

Alongside Lin Xuan was Yuan Dahaibei and an eagle-nosed cultivator, while middle-aged beauties fought with the厉鬼.

On the surface, the cultivators were in a dominant position. However, Lin Xuan felt uneasy inside. Earlier, Li Haipeng had clearly stated that the ghost king's strength could not be underestimated; he was at the superior grade, equivalent to late-stage condensation core cultivators. But this guy seemed no more than top-grade lower level, with limited abilities. Under the four of them' attack, he barely held his ground. In contrast, those equivalent to foundation stage厉鬼 were ferocious and used strange treasures that made two of them nearly match a condensation core cultivator.

Could the intelligence from Seven Extremes Heaven be incorrect?

Lin Xuan shook his head inwardly. The Ghost State was one of the top commercial alliances in Youzhou, and they had invested such significant resources into this operation; there was no reason for them to make such crucial errors. If they even got the opponent's strength wrong...

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