
In the imperial city of the Great Ming Kingdom, a black wind blew and there was a deadly silence.
Donghuang Ziyou was wearing a purple-black dress.
In the darkness, she looked like a graceful and noble purple rose.
It added a strange beauty to the gloomy imperial city.
Donghuang Ziyou walked slowly towards the entrance of the palace.
Not far behind him, there were some ancient dry wells.
Suddenly, sticky blood quietly appeared.
Soon, seven to eight old men were disheveled in ragged black clothes out of the dry well.
They were standing near the well, their faces covered in blood.
They held fresh hearts in their hands and stared at Donghuang Ziyou's back with a smile.
A terrifying killing intent quickly spread from their bodies. They turned into black shadows on the ground and rushed towards Donghuang Ziyou.
"Hgm." Donghuang Ziyou's beautiful eyes turned cold.
She waved her pretty hand, and a beautiful purple light burst out in the air, splitting into several rays that shot towards the old ghost.
Huhuhuh~
The purple light turned into flames and burned the ghost's body. For a moment, miserable cries filled an area of a thousand meters.
Donghuang Ziyou's expression did not change as he walked into the palace.
Phew!
An even stronger and fishy-smelling wind blew on his face.
Hundreds of armored palace guards raised their weapons and attacked Donghuang Ziyou.
Their skin was extremely rotten, and rotten flesh and blood flowed from their bodies to the ground. That's so sickening.
“Even such low-level ghosts could reach the Spiritual Wheel Stage. It is only fitting to force my soldiers to retreat as far as 15 kilometers.”
Donghuang Ziyou casually glanced at the ghost rushing over and frowned slightly.
He was firmly convinced that the Ghost King he had met this time was truly extraordinary.
It also evoked his killing intent.
He flicked his finger, and another purple light exploded in the air, burning all the ghost guards into gas.
Donghuang Ziyou took two steps forward and said coldly, "Get out!"
At the entrance of the palace hall, a dragon-robed man suddenly walked out from the pile of corpses.
His skin was very white and his posture was calm. He looked no different from normal people.
Zhu Jin hurriedly bowed. "Greetings, Your Majesty!"
He was the king of the Great Ming Kingdom. He had seen her once during the Donghuang Ziyou tour.
Therefore, he recognized the purple-clothed beautiful woman standing in front of him in an instant. She was the Empress of Mystic Ice.
Donghuang Ziyou's eyes were burning. He had long discovered that Zhu Jin was an illusion.
However, he was in no hurry to uncover Zhu Jin's disguise. He asked calmly, "What caused the chaos of the ghosts?"
When Ruo Ying sent people to investigate the mess, the royal palace of the Great Ming Kingdom had lost control of the situation.
Therefore, Donghuang Ziyou could only personally ask Zhu Jin about the reason for the chaos of the Great Ming Kingdom.
Zhu Jin thought about it and said,
"Your Majesty, it should be because I accidentally interrupted the sleeping ancestral emperor in the imperial mausoleum three days ago while I was worshipping the ancestor, thus causing chaos."
Donghuang Ziyou thought hard.
The greatest phantom chaos in the history of the Northern Mystical Heaven also started from imperial tombs in various countries.
The ancestral emperor buried in the imperial mausoleum was transformed into the Ghost King by a mysterious and powerful force, and they wreaked havoc throughout the land.
Then, from these countries, it quickly spread throughout the Northern Mystical Heaven. That's very dangerous!
"Since they have moved, we must find the mastermind and eliminate them completely!"
Donghuang Ziyou believed that the chaos was definitely not a coincidence, but rather a deliberate act by someone behind the scenes.
What he had to do next was ascertain who was harming the Northern Mystic Heaven behind the scenes.
Zhu Jin spoke again in a terrifying voice.
“Your Majesty, the Underworld is dark and silent. The female ghost is also pitiful. I can't stand to see them. They lack beautiful women like you.”
"Why don't you come down too?"
Donghuang Ziyou.
Zhu Jin's flesh quickly decayed, and a cruel ghostly aura burst out from his body.
Donghuang Ziyou sensed carefully and discovered that Zhu Jin had actually reached the Realm of Supremacy.
However, to him, the Realm of Supremacy was not an impressive thing.
"Do you think hell is bad?"
"I'll let your soul disappear, so you won't even be able to remain a ghost!"
Seeing Zhu Jin opening his bloody mouth and biting him, Donghuang Ziyou took out the Mystic Ice Sword.
Swish!
The blue light flashed and instantly froze Zhu Jin.
Then, violently, Zhu Jin exploded into dust and fell to the ground.
This step was the Spirit Killing Technique created by Donghuang Ziyou combined with the cultivation technique of the Demon Clan.
It seems simple, but it is the nemesis of ghosts.
This was because it could condense a soul-like fine object into ice and destroy it completely.
Donghuang Ziyou then quickly walked into the hall and saw the pile of corpses and the flow of blood in front of him.
At the highest point of the huge pile of corpses, a black figure was sitting cross-legged and madly absorbing the endless aura of death in all directions.
This Ghost King was naturally the founding emperor of the Great Ming Kingdom, Zhu Zan.
“How dare you kill my descendants! I'm gonna kill you!"
Zhu Zan suddenly gathered all the ghostly aura in his body and roared miserably at Donghuang Ziyou.
Roaring!!!
At this moment, the entire palace was filled with a ghostly aura that covered the sky.
Countless ghosts emerged from the ground within a five kilometer radius of the Imperial City.
In the blink of an eye, it gathered into a river that gathered towards the Imperial Palace.
Seeing this scene, Ruo Ying, Zhao Yilong, and the others were shocked.
"All the ghosts are out!"
"With such a huge commotion, they must have attacked His Majesty!"
The Great Ming Kingdom had a population of ten billion people. There were ten million people in the Imperial City alone.
Now that these people had become ghosts, their deaths could be imagined.
Phew!
At this moment, a purple light pierced through the darkness and shot into the sky from the middle of the palace.
Everyone looks up.
The enormous Mystic Ice Divine Phoenix was surrounded by a golden light and ice aura that covered the entire sky of the palace.
Under the divine power, all the aura of darkness and ghosts was illusory and instantly shattered.
After feeling the pressure from this divine power, Ruo Ying and the others were shocked.
"This is the aura of His Majesty!"
“His divine power is vast and powerful. Could it be that His Majesty's cultivation has broken through?! ”
"That's very possible!"
Donghuang Ziyou was brave and good at fighting. Over the years, he had led an army in expeditions to nowhere.
A high-ranking general like Zhao Yilong had a deep understanding of his aura and pressure.
Now, not only Ruo Ying, but even Zhao Yilong decided that Donghuang Ziyou's strength had surpassed the Emperor Realm.
Bang!!!
At this moment, Donghuang Ziyou's divine power destroyed all the ghosts in the Imperial City.
Millions of ghosts, no matter which realm they were in, all turned into gas under its pressure.
"Huh? Impossible!"
Zhu Zan felt that all the ghosts in the Imperial City instantly disappeared and were instantly shocked until his entire body trembled.
When he regained his senses, he gathered a boundless ghostly aura and roared as he charged towards Donghuang Ziyou.
"Not useful." Donghuang Ziyou revealed a disdainful expression. He swung the Mystic Ice Sword and cut Zhu Zan in half.
Then, she extended her beautiful hand and formed a mysterious purple seal to cover Zhu Zan's forehead.
As the purple seal continued to spin, Donghuang Ziyou quickly obtained Zhu Zan's spiritual senses and forcefully extracted all of his memories.
"Blood Spirit Sect, this is really you!"
Donghuang Ziyou's eyes showed a cold light.
Zhu Zan was the founding emperor of the Great Ming Kingdom and had been dead for thousands of years.
In order to revive him as a Ghost King and nurture a ghost baby and create an evil spirit in such a short amount of time, his mastermind was at least a ghost cultivator of the Emperor Realm.
Furthermore, this ghost cultivator needed to instill a portion of his spiritual senses into Zhu Zan's body to control him doing things.
Therefore, as long as Donghuang Ziyou forcefully gained Zhu Zan's spiritual senses, he would be able to find the mastermind.
Blood Spirit Sect!
Donghuang Ziyou, who was well versed in history and knew the history of the Nine Heavens Eternal Realm, was no stranger to him.
He had previously guessed that this mess might be related to the Blood Spirit Sect.
Now that it was verified, it actually confirmed his thoughts.
The chaos 30,000 years ago was created by the Blood Spirit Sect.
Unfortunately, they lost in the end.
From the looks of it, this sect had really not changed their evil ways and had risen again!
For Donghuang Ziyou, there was only one thing he had to do next…
“How dare you attack the Northern Mystical Heaven again and again. Your Blood Spirit Sect is worthy of destruction!”
Donghuang Ziyou looked towards the northwest with killing intent and turned into a beautiful purple light before disappearing.
…
Shiqi Nation.
Lin Xuan came here again under the lead of Yang Xin, Hui Neng, and Yang Wenyu.
As they walked out of the jade carriage, the little girls could not wait to pull Lin Xuan over and rushed into Yang Xin's bedroom behind him.
When he arrived in front of Yang Xin's bedroom, Lin Xuan stopped in front of the door.
Yang Xin was surprised. "Suami Empress, did you not enter?"
"That's inappropriate," said Lin Xuan calmly.
Yang Xin blushed upon hearing that. Only then did she remember that she was still a virgin.
It was very inappropriate to let a man enter casually.
Seeing how courteous and gentle Lin Xuan was, Yang Xin was increasingly fascinated by him.
This man was gentle and polite, but he also looked tall. She is full of charm!