Chapter 11 The Ghost King Deep Under the Earth

"Little girl, hurry up and light the sky lanterns. You see, these ghosts can't bear it anymore."

A kind-hearted old man next to him advised.

Although there are many human monks next to the pool, including those who are strong in the Shaping God Realm, the number of evil ghosts in Ten Thousand Ghosts Ridge is too great. There are hundreds of evil ghosts in Yuanhai Realm alone, and The evil ghosts in the God-shaping realm are probably no less than thirty or forty.

Such a powerful strength is simply unmatched by the human monks here.

"Little girl, hurry up and push the guy next to you who is in the Mysterious Dan Realm into the pool."

Another person also urged quickly.

Luo Li gritted her teeth, with a complex expression on her face, and looked at her ancestor without daring to say a word.

"You don't have to feel guilty."

Ye Yun smiled softly, reached out and patted Luo Li's shoulder, jumped into the black pool.

He walked hundreds of miles forward in the pool, came to the center of the pool, and stopped.

There was a strange power in the black water, as if there were countless insects trying to get into Ye Yun's body.

Ye Yun did not take any action, but instead restrained the aura of the true god.

I'm afraid that if any breath leaks out, this place will be destroyed.

The power of the black water could not penetrate his body, not even his clothes.

Ouch...

The evil ghosts above the black pool roared towards Ye Yun. When they heard Ye Yun laughing loudly, they raised their hands and emitted streaks of black light, which fell towards Ye Yun's body.

Ye Yun closed his eyes, his face was calm, without any expression.

The black light fell on him and disappeared. In the eyes of outsiders, it seemed to have taken effect.

The next moment, red candles appeared above Ye Yun's head, and sky lanterns were also lit.

"Ancestor, he should be fine."

Luo Li by the pool watched this scene nervously, her heart in her throat.

She kept comforting herself in her heart.

But she felt a little relieved when she saw that her ancestor's expression remained as normal even though the sky lantern was lit.

Everything in front of him was transformed by Ye Yun.

That day, the lamp-like candle began to emit a strange energy from Ye Yun's head.

This energy seemed to be summoned by the black pool, slowly falling into the pool and floating to a mysterious place.

Thousands of meters underground.

Inside a dark ancient coffin, a huge ghost was sleeping.

A ray of energy from Ye Yun floated over and was quickly sucked in by it.

Then it opened its eyes.

It was a pair of blood-colored eyes with a fierce light.

"God is really helping me! This time, I can definitely restore the trauma to my soul."

The self-proclaimed king of the evil ghost suddenly bared the white fangs at the corners of his mouth, revealing a ferocious smile.

It is the only ghost king in Wangui Ridge.

It used to be a strong person in the Shenqiao realm, but due to the trauma to its soul, its level dropped to the half-step Shenqiao realm.

For thousands of years.

It is hiding deep underground in Wangui Ridge and constantly healing its wounds.

The injury on its soul was caused by one of its enemies.

Ordinary panaceas cannot cure it at all.

He simply hid in the extremely remote place of Gu Yue Dynasty to heal his wounds, so as to avoid being pursued by his enemies.

Deep underground.

This ghost king accidentally discovered a black coffin.

There is actually a strange method of lighting a sky lantern on the black coffin, which has a miraculous effect on the recovery of his soul, but the speed will be slower, which makes him see the light of day.

So it gathered some ghosts and descendants, and at the same time taught them some powerful ghost powers, allowing them to turn Wangui Ridge into a forbidden place.

Those devils, ghosts and grandsons helped him find humans from the human race to burn for him as sky lanterns.

After all, there are still enemies, and even in this remote Gu Yue Dynasty, the Ghost King does not dare to make a big show of it.

So humans were allowed to take the initiative to offer sacrifices.

In exchange for the peace of the Gu Yue Dynasty's territory.

This is the origin of Wangui Ridge and the reason for lighting sky lanterns.

For thousands of years.

The sky lantern has been lit countless times. Its soul is slowly recovering, and it is only a small step away from complete recovery.

If we follow the schedule, it will still need to light the sky lantern three times.

But unexpectedly, among the humans who lit the sky lanterns this time, some actually had a special energy in their souls, which accelerated their recovery.

The Ghost King couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

This time the soul is restored, it can return to the Half-Step Divine Bridge Realm.

After another ten or eight years of rest, he will probably be able to hit the Shenqiao realm again.

The Ghost King was still extremely excited at the thought of being able to return to the previous realm of Shenqiao.

It opened its bloody eyes and stared at the black coffin board, constantly absorbing the energy of the sky lantern in the ghost pool and recovering the wounds on its soul.

"So fast."

The Ghost King couldn't help but feel elated when he felt that his soul was healing at double speed.

The energy coming from the ghost pool became stronger and stronger, causing the soul to recover faster and faster.

This couldn't help but surprise him.

It originally took forty-nine days to light the sky lanterns, but it has already been carried out for more than ten days, and there are less than thirty days left.

But at the current rate, I'm afraid it won't take more than a few days.

Ye Yun in the ghost pool.

Looking at the ghost king from afar, he sneered in his heart.

This ghost king thought he was lucky, but he didn't know that everything was under his control.

Ye Yun was not in a hurry.

He is constantly refining the blood of the ancestral dragon in his body.

His cultivation level is also constantly improving.

Two days passed.

Ye Yun's cultivation level quickly broke through to the third level of True God Realm.

Five days passed.

Ye Yun's cultivation level has broken through to the fourth level of True God Realm!

Feeling that the power of the ancestral dragon essence and blood in his body was still so surging, Ye Yun smiled slightly.

Sure enough, this ancestral dragon essence and blood can allow him to break through to the tenth level of the True God Realm.

Unfortunately, he has stayed in this place long enough now.

The ghost king has almost recovered and will come out soon.

Ye Yun used his consciousness to look at Luo Li at the edge of the pool and found that she had been standing there nervously with her little hands clenched into fists.

The body is a little stiff.

"Don't worry, Luo Li, I'm fine."

Ye Yun sent out a spiritual thought.

Luo Li nodded quickly, her hanging heart finally falling.

At this time, she looked at her junior brother Jun Moxiao again, and found that his face was getting worse and worse, and he seemed to be unable to hold on.

She began to worry again.

Her master took on three disciples.

Luo Li ranked second.

She also has a senior sister named Su Wanyi, who looks like a fairy.

It's just that the senior sister is missing.

Now her life or death is uncertain, and Luo Li doesn't know where she is.

But what is certain is that senior sister should not have fallen into the hands of the enemy.

"Little girl, which sect are you from?"

Perhaps he was too bored, but a white-haired old man in the God-shaping realm actually took the initiative to chat with Luo Li.