Chapter 1259: Chapter 1258: Flower of Death, Ghost King of Youdu
“What do you understand? In recent years, the number of Dead Souls and Divine Servants has drastically decreased. If it continues like this…” Tu ng stopped abruptly.
He waved with a smile, “What’s the use of telling you all this, don’t ask too much, just follow orders.”
The group walked for an hour, patrolling the south side had taken them quite far.
All around grew barren, and no other Ghost Tribe mbers were in sight.
“Boss Tu, we’re getting close to the Divine Race’s territory, right?” Xie Changliu said.
“What’s with the chitchat, just follow along,” Tu ng said indifferently.
“You two joining us now is your good fortune, there’s actually a good opportunity.”
“What good opportunity?” Xie Changliu asked.
Tu ng stopped in his tracks and pointed at a distant mountain.
He said, “See the position halfway up the mountain?”
Although the distance was quite far, Xu Zii vaguely saw a bare mountainside with a purple flower blooming.
However, he couldn’t see the details.
“Death Flower?” he asked tentatively.
“That’s right, you two just joined, giving you a chance to show off,” Tu ng laughed.
“Go pick that flower, and I’ll reward you handsoly.”
Xu Zii sneered. As expected, Tu ng harbored ill intentions, recruiting them into the team just to risk their lives.
This was already the border, and the position on that mountain should be under Divine Race jurisdiction.
Once they crossed the border, the dangers would be imnse.
“What? You two unwilling?” Tu ng frowned, his voice growing colder.
Xu Zii smiled slightly, saying nothing, his eyes surveyed the surroundings to see if anyone else was coming.
“It’s on you,” Xu Zii said, looking at Xie Changliu.
These Ghost Spirits weren’t very strong; even the leader, Tu ng, was only at the Emperor Pulse Realm level.
Xie Changliu snapped his fingers, and endless Sword Intent crisscrossed.
In the blink of an eye, the Ghost Spirits fell to the ground like wheat being cut, dead beyond death.
Only Tu ng, having his legs severed, left with but one life.
“You… you’re not from the Ghost Tribe?” Tu ng said in terror.
“You’re not in the position to ask questions now, just to answer,” Xu Zii said calmly.
“What do you intend to do?” Tu ng asked in panic.
“First question, tell us about the Forbidden Land,” Xu Zii said.
“You’re from outside?” Tu ng instantly realized.
But before he finished speaking, a scream erupted.
Tu ng’s arm was split in two, falling to the ground with black evil qi continuously erging.
“Looks like you didn’t understand my words,” Xu Zii said.
“The Forbidden Land has thirty-two cities, with our Ghost Tribe and the Divine Race each ruling sixteen.
Each city has a Ghost King stationed.
On the Divine Race side, I only know there are sixteen Divine Generals and one Divine King.
Our Ghost Tribe has sixteen Ghost Kings, along with the Ghost God,” Tu ng said hastily without any nonsense.
“Do you know Rihua City?” Xu Zii asked.
“What Rihua City?” Tu ng shook his head, “None of the thirty-two cities is nad Rihua.”
“Third question, what is the Death Flower?” Xu Zii asked again.
“I don’t know either, there’s just been an order from above, the Ghost King of Youdu instructed us to search for it,” Tu ng said urgently.
“I really don’t know, please spare .”
Xu Zii and Xie Changliu exchanged a glance. Xie Changliu raised his sword, and Tu ng’s head was already severed.
Xu Zii took a step into the air, appearing at that halfway position on the mountain as he tore through space.
He finally saw the Death Flower before him.
The flower had three petals, with patterns rotating counterclockwise, and the black-purple petals were filled with a sense of decay.
Xu Zii placed his hand on the petal, instantly feeling the influx of death energy into his body.
It seed to oppose the Tree of Life, both in constant conflict.
He picked the flower, planning to study it slowly later. The current priority was still to find Rihua City.
The inheritance of Wood God Ju Mang was the most critical.
……
After returning to Xie Changliu’s side, the two dealt with the corpses of Tu ng and his group of Ghost Spirits.
Then they continued walking back. According to Tu ng’s account, there should be a city at the northern border.
If they couldn’t find clues in the Ghost City, Xu Zii would have to ask the Ghost God directly.
After an hour, the two finally reached the place where the evil qi was most concentrated.
Before them lay a city.
Not to ntion its black city walls, the entire city radiated a strong sense of evil qi from inside out.
The evil qi gathered together, all pouring towards the firmant above, even obscuring the heavens.
“Such heavy evil qi, this place is only suitable for dead spirit creatures,” Xie Changliu said grimly.
“For living people like us, going inside might soon drain our yang energy completely.”
“I have a way,” Xu Zii said calmly.
Indeed, the city’s situation was beyond his expectations, but he himself had the Tree of Life, so he wasn’t afraid of this evil qi.
He plucked a leaf from the Tree of Life and handed it to Xie Changliu.
Before the life energy on it was consud, it should be enough to protect Xie Changliu.
“City of Yama,” the two arrived at the city gate, looking up at the ominous, ancient city walls.
On either side were engraved two lines of words.
“Yama cos at the third watch, life and death are all by fate.”
……
They walked slowly into the city, finding a vast scale, with thousands of ghosts brushing past them.
“Did you hear? Ghost General Hebun has already won a hundred consecutive wins in the arena, still without a single opponent.”
“I knew long ago, these past six months, the arena has been exclusively his.”
Among the endless flow of Ghost Spirits, most seed to be talking about the arena matters.
Xu Zii grabbed a random Ghost Spirit and asked, “Have you seen the Ghost King of Youdu?”
“What are you doing?” the Ghost Spirit asked in confusion.
“We have important information to report to the Ghost King,” Xie Changliu replied quickly.
“Important information goes to your captain,” the Ghost Spirit said impatiently.
“Our captain was ambushed and killed,” Xie Changliu pretended to say in sorrow.
“Then find a Ghost General subordinate to you,” the Ghost Spirit said.
“The Ghost King isn’t soone you can just et casually, I want to et the Ghost King myself.”
Xu Zii and Xie Changliu exchanged a glance. It was a bit troubling.
They only knew Tu ng was under the Ghost King of Youdu, but knew little about the Ghost Generals.
“Let’s go check out the arena, didn’t they just say there’s a Ghost General there?” Xie Changliu suggested.
Xu Zii nodded. This was their only choice now.
The scale of the city was significant, so it wasn’t crowded.
But around the arena, it was full of teeming crowds, packed to the brim.
The two forced themselves in, finally getting a clear view of the scene on the arena.
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