Listening to the hoarse voice from the shadow,
Ye Yu couldn’t help but sneer coldly.
He was now certain that whatever was lurking in the shadows was just bluffing.
Talking about “I” and “myself”?
Ridiculous. If it truly had strength, it would have appeared and fought already, not wasted ti here babbling.
Without hesitation, Ye Yu’s figure flickered and he imdiately entered the shadow.
When he appeared again, he was holding a ghost creature no bigger than a dwarf.
Ying Naiyan sized it up carefully and said puzzledly, “A Wangliang ghost? How could it be? Such ghosts are usually weak and timid. Why didn’t I notice it when I scanned ahead with divine sense?”
Ye Yu raised an eyebrow slightly.
Wangliang ghost? So this was the legendary chii wangliang? It was really his first ti seeing one.
But its reputation for weakness and timidity was well deserved.
Just after Ye Yu entered the shadow,
This creature had been trembling in fear, cowering in a corner, trying desperately to hide itself.
Yet it was still discovered by Ye Yu.
How laughable.
A re Golden Core realm little demon dared to call itself “I” — simply laughable.
But why could it block divine sense?
That shouldn’t be possible, right?
Thinking this, Ye Yu was puzzled and then slapped the Wangliang ghost’s face, demanding an explanation.
Was it hiding so Underworld artifact that blocked divine sense?
Because he had ascended to the Heavenly Realm long ago,
He hadn’t recently dealt with ghosts below ascension realm much.
Even when deliberately holding back, using just a bit of force,
He nearly smacked this Wangliang ghost into oblivion.
Though it barely survived, its soul and body were heavily affected.
Its ghost aura dissipated considerably, and even its ugly face beca more ethereal.
The Wangliang ghost begged repeatedly, then told the truth.
As a low-level Underworld existence, like all Wangliang ghosts, it liked to hide in dark, damp places.
A few days ago,
It happened upon this place and saw a shadowy figure rise into the sky and vanish beyond the horizon,
Leaving behind this huge pit above.
The Wangliang ghost had intended to leave, but slled a strange fragrance.
So it patiently observed the area for days to confirm no danger,
Then entered the cave.
Inside, it found two yellow eggshell fragnts, each only finger-sized.
And the strange fragrance ca from those eggshell pieces.
Curious, it swallowed the two fragnts.
Unexpectedly, a strong power filled its body, granting it peak Golden Core realm cultivation.
But just after refining them,
It saw Ye Yu and Ying Naiyan approaching.
It tried to hide in the corner, planning to leave after they left.
But unexpectedly,
Ye Yu picked up an eggshell from the ground, which unsettled the Wangliang ghost.
A demonic voice seed to grow inside it.
It had to find a way to seize that eggshell to refine it.
That unique scent was intoxicating.
If it could get it, it would willingly die for it.
Eventually, under the influence of its own thoughts,
The Wangliang ghost actively asked Ye Yu for the eggshell.
Even after being refused, it didn’t forget to threaten harshly,
All to claim that eggshell as its own.
From the Wangliang ghost’s point of view, this was madness—like being possessed by ghosts.
Thinking back now, it shivered with fear.
As to why two Ghost Immortals couldn’t detect it with divine sense, it didn’t know either.
Truly didn’t know.
The Wangliang ghost cried tearfully,
But kept glancing at the eggshell fragnt with eyes full of fear and greed.
Without doubt, if it weren’t scared of being killed, it would have snatched the eggshell imdiately.
Ye Yu pondered for a mont, then looked again at the Wangliang ghost.
Suddenly he noticed the ghost’s eyes flickering evasively, as if hiding sothing else.
Ye Yu imdiately grabbed the Wangliang ghost and used a soul-searching technique.
Such ghosts were not trustworthy.
Sure enough, from its mories Ye Yu learned:
It had refined two eggshell fragnts, but behind a giant rock in the shadows,
There was still a huge eggshell about twenty centiters in diater.
Strange Underworld runes were carved # Nоvеlight # onto it.
It was because of this eggshell that the Wangliang ghost could block Ye Yu and Ying Naiyan’s divine sense.
Since the huge pit appeared,
Ye Yu and Ying Naiyan were not the first ghosts to co.
Previous arrivals had not noticed the Wangliang ghost’s presence.
So its claim of ignorance was complete nonsense.
But one thing was true:
After arriving nearby, it really had seen a shadowy figure flash past, causing the current pit.
If these clues were linked,
It could be boldly guessed that whatever was growing inside the giant egg had already left.
And it was likely the shadowy figure the Wangliang ghost ntioned.
Where it went, no one knew.
Damn!
How was revenge supposed to happen now?
Ye Yu frowned slightly, then returned to the shadow and took out the hidden eggshell.
Just as in the Wangliang ghost’s mory,
The strange Underworld runes were carved on it, though Ye Yu had never seen or understood their aning.
So he handed it to Ying Naiyan, to see if she might know.
“These runes seem even older than the ancient characters passed down from ancient tis.
If I want to understand their aning, I’ll probably have to research properly.
As for what kind of egg this is, I don’t know.
But there’s a simpler way.
Ask Master Dongkui—maybe she knows sothing.
Though I wonder if you, husband, would be willing...”
Ying Naiyan paused here, looking seriously at Ye Yu.
She knew well that in the Underworld, no one but her husband was trusted.
So naturally, she wanted to ask his opinion first.
Ye Yu glanced again at the runes on the eggshell, thought a mont, then nodded.
“No problem. You can let your master take a look!”
After a brief discussion,
They transford into a streak of light and exited the pit.
Before they could even stabilize,
A mass of black clouds gathered in the sky.
Soon, a pair of enormous eyes appeared, fixed tightly on Ying Naiyan.
“I’ve heard it’s you who personally wiped out fifty-eight Ghost Sects in the western Underworld, leaving none alive.
You’ve really made a na for yourself.
And yet you dare co here? Do you think no one lives in the western Underworld?”
The heavy voice echoed across the sky,
Like the Underworld’s emperor who ruled over life and death.
Ying Naiyan instantly recognized it as the voice of Fan Jiangmi, the Ghost King of the western Underworld.
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