om Fu Yong had come out.Even if you smashed your head against a wall, you wouldn't be able to figure out why this kind of situation would occur. 。"My friend, you seem to have been quite badly hurt." 。...Yu Ya's role within this Fallen Soul Pond far exceeded the expectations of Old Ghost Tian Yin and Lu Xiaoteng, or perhaps Old Ghost Tian Yin and Lu Xiaoteng underestimated the prowess of Demon Fox Yu Ya in her bewitching arts.

Even some ghosts whose power had reached the level of merging with spirits didn't need Lu Xiaoteng to make a personal move. Those ghosts who were bewitched and lost their sanity fought with other ghosts, causing chaos in the Falling Soul Pond.

Lu Xia Tian and Yu Ya took the opportunity to continue sneaking, and they didn't encounter too much trouble along the way.

Yikes! A thread as thin as silk, a pale green ribbon that appeared delicate yet possessed a terrifying sharpness, came slithering toward Yazha.

As the green silk was about to pierce Yu Ya's body, Lu Xia Tian, who had been standing beside her all along, suddenly reached out and snatched it into his hand. Barbs shot up on the silk, but when they pointed towards Lu Xia Tian's palm, there was a clattering sound as if they were stuck and couldn't pierce him at all.

Dao after dao of Xuan Huo flying needles shot from Lu Xiaotian's palm, the blue silk was ignited by the Wuxiang Xuan Huo and burned to ashes. Wherever the Xuan Huo flying needles passed, the ghosts in Luohun Lake were all burnt into nothingness.

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Screams of terror filled the air all around.

Although the Wu Xiang Xuan Huo ranks lower than famous treasures like the Zhen Yao Tower within the Buddhist sect, it is by no means ordinary when cultivated to its peak. Lu Xia Tian has merged two fire sutras, and his mastery of the fire path is undoubtedly high. The intensely violent nature of the Wu Xiang Xuan Huo deals devastating damage to these intangible ghosts.

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All around, those weak ghosts were burned to ash, revealing a grotesque creature with the appearance of a dark rock inside. Its body was covered in a layer of crystal armor, and its crimson eyes glared resentfully at Lu Xiaottian.

“The vengeful spirits, crystallized into entities of resentment, must have existed in this Falling Souls Lake for many months now.”

Lu Xiaoteng looked at this ghost resembling a hideous rock. If it were like the Tongxin Twelve Ghosts, with a physical skeleton as support, he might still have a chance against it. Ghosts are relatively low-ranking beings in the Ghost Clan. And the monstrous ghost before him, who had lived in Luohun Lake for an unknown number of years, had actually woven a solid crystal armor out of resentment.

In the realm of ghosts, this being is also an extremely unique existence. This crystalline armor is unknown how many ghosts were devoured and condensed into it. To form such a crystalline armor in other places like Falling Souls Lake, it's simply wishful thinking.

This creature, like a hideous rock monster, writhed in agony under the assault of fiery needles. Its ferocious and malevolent aura was so terrifying that even Yu Ya felt her heart skip a beat. Even an experienced ghost like Tian Yin Laogui would find it difficult to survive within this inferno.

Within the boundless Netherfire, this grotesque demonic creature was ultimately unable to resist. Its form shrunk smaller and smaller until it finally coalesced into a jet-black crystal bead. Countless ghostly wails echoed within the bead, radiating an overwhelming sense of malice. Lu Xia Tian gazed upon it, his heart feeling an unusual pang of discomfort.

"Myriad Souls Grieving Pearl!" Yu Ya exclaimed in astonishment.

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“This is the Wanhun Grieving Pearl” Lu Xia Tian had heard of this ghostly object. It was said to be incredibly useful for the ghost race. Every time the Wanhun Grieving Pearl appeared, it would inevitably cause a bloody storm within the ghost clan. For the ghost clan, the Wanhun Grieving Pearl was no less precious than the Xu Yang Spirit Mist to the human race. Refining it into some magic treasures could cultivate extremely powerful ghostly divine powers.”

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“Thousands of souls weep blood, imprisoned in cages. 怨氣 transforms into armor, if this object is not a Wanhun resentment bead, what other ghost creature could bear such a title” Yu Ya had spent quite some time in the Netherworld Corpse Ground. This place was dominated by ghosts and demons, so she knew more about ghostly artifacts than Lu Xia Tian.

Lu Xia Tian nodded and put away the Ten Thousand Souls Grievance Orb. Along the way, he collected two more Ten Thousand Souls Grievance Orbs. However, after Lu Xia Tian's journey, the ghosts in Luohun Pond were much thinner, and it was unknown how many years it would take to recover to its original state.

Wow, Lu Xia Tian and Yu Ya spent several days traversing the depths of Luo Hun Lake before emerging. Before them stood a gigantic city built entirely of bones.

The white bone city before one's eyes was majestic and imposing. The towering bone pagodas, when moved, were hundreds of meters high, piercing into the azure mist in the sky.

In the bone towers, there were pools of blood that had long since dried up into blood clots. The city walls of the Bone City were fortified with parapets every three steps and watchtowers every five, but the skeletons standing guard had lost all life and merely stood motionless, clutching their bone blades.

At the imposing city gate, Lu Xia Tian could see the ominous words "Tiangyin Ghost City" carved in large characters. The characters twisted and writhed with a ghostly air, seeming to contain a darkness that devoured all immortal essence.

This White Bone City was utterly silent, with no other signs of life within. Lu Xia Tian felt a bit puzzled as well. Logically speaking, since he and Yu Ya could enter this place, and places like the Falling Soul Pond were connected here, there should have been other living creatures. Yet, everything before him was eerily still.

“A City of Ghosts! No wonder the Red-Green Ape King attacked Old Ghost Tianyin. He probably knew something about the secrets of this White Bone City. Last time, I strayed into danger and was only exposed to a bit of Xuan Ghost Corpse Qi. Fellow Daoist, be careful. Since this place has become a dead zone, there must be a reason.”

First, Lu Xia Tian released Ming Qi's soul and listened to his opinion.

"How did this primordial spirit know about the Corpse Qi of a Xuan Ghost" After Lu XiaTian retracted MingQi's primordial spirit, Yu Ya couldn't help but ask.

"The leader of the Corpse Green Bone Snake, Mingqi, was captured by me. His primordial spirit is in my possession, so he has to cooperate with me temporarily."

Lu XiaTian casually uttered a sentence, but Yu Ya was stunned. Just from what she saw before her eyes, the combined late-stage powerhouse who had fallen into Lu XiaTian's hands already included Chi Qing Yuan Mo and Ming Qi, two formidable opponents. In such a short time, Lu XiaTian had beheaded these two powerful figures, leaving Yu Ya unable to look at him with normal eyes.

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In fact, Lu Xia Tian had been fighting all the way from the ruins market to here. The journey was fraught with danger, facing countless powerful enemies unlike any he'd encountered before.

Surprise quickly turned into unabashed admiration. Yu Ya gazed at Lu Xia Tian with eyes brimming with warmth, years had passed, but the man before her remained unchanged. From their first meeting when he killed Lord Changning to facing countless powerful enemies since, no matter how formidable the opponent, Lu Xia Tian always spoke with a calm and breezy demeanor. He remained unfazed even as mountains collapsed or seas raged, his heart undisturbed by the slightest tremor.

There is a sense of aloofness and dominance that seems to look down upon the world.

Crossing the city of white bones, passing through the ghostly river guarding the city, before you lies a boundless emptiness. Inside, countless corpses and ghost remnants float about. One can't help but wonder what grand battle of the cultivation world took place here in ancient times. Mountains collapsed, cities crumbled. The current deathly silence speaks volumes about how devastating that war truly was, leaving everything in ruins. with the nourishment of immortal spiritual energy from a young age, most people could reach the strength of a Nascent Soul or God Transformation level without cultivation. However, there was a severe...