Chapter 868 - 534: Ghost Venerable and Phoenix Maiden’s Strife

Chapter 868: Chapter 534: Ghost Venerable and Phoenix Maiden’s Strife

[At the age of three hundred, you reached the peak of the Ghost King.]

[At the age of three hundred and thirty, you perfectly entered the Ghost Venerable Realm.]

Netherworld

In the vast, seemingly endless Ghost City that sprawled across the mountains.

All the ghostly beings lowered their heads, kneeling on one knee and supporting themselves with one hand, their faces filled with fervent expression.

At the highest point of this boundless Ghost City.

The figure on the throne began to grow infinitely large.

As if the entire power of the Land of Netherworld was being devoured by him.

Zhao Fu’s white robes issued a howling sound with the rampant Yin wind.

In his eyes, it seemed as though the pupils had disappeared.

Leaving only a pair of silver-blue flames.

Nine Nether Ghost Eyes!

He flicked his garments, the white drapery seemed to cover the entire sky.

In an instant, his aura broke through.

A massive column of Yin Qi shot up from the ground.

In the wilderness, there were countless ghost soldiers.

They kneeled and worshiped the king in the high sky.

Along with the boundless ghostly beings in the city.

"We, pay respects to the master."

The vast voice seemed to echo throughout the Netherworld.

On the earth, some loose cultivator ghost beings looked bewildered, trembling, and also prostrated themselves on the ground.

Zhao Fu slowly opened his eyes.

The Bone Throne condensed again beneath him.

And his eyes returned to normal.

"The ghost cultivation path derived by the Ancestral Spirit can only reach the Late-Stage Nascent Soul level at most."

"In the Ghost Dao, it should be called Ghost Venerable."

Ghost Soul, Fierce Ghost, Ghost King, Ghost Venerable, Ghost Emperor.

"Beyond that, I need to make use of this Netherworld to derive."

"It’s just that, my eyes."

Zhao Fu practiced quite a few Magical Divine Techniques at the Ghost King Realm.

In the Ghost Venerable Realm, he successfully cultivated some special Great Divine Techniques.

This might be similar to the Innate Divine Ability of the Demon Race.

It is considered the Innate Divine Ability of the Ghost Race.

According to theory, these Nine Nether Ghost Eyes are something every Ghost Venerable ghost cultivator can cultivate.

But Zhao Fu’s eyes carried a familiar taste.

"This is the taste of reincarnation..."

Zhao Fu carefully felt the divine techniques on his body.

He suddenly stretched out his hand.

"This power."

"It’s the Netherworld calling me!" Zhao Fu’s pupils shrank.

"Have I received part of the recognition from the Netherworld?"

In other words, this is also called merit.

In Zhao Fu’s memory, there were many sayings about merit in the future.

"Is it because I am the first Ghost Venerable in the Netherworld?"

"No."

Zhao Fu could feel that there are still a few ghost cultivators in the same realm as him in the Netherworld.

However, these ghost cultivators should be natives born from the Netherworld itself, unlike Zhao Fu, who came from the living world.

"Then it is the Ghost Cultivation Path."

The Ghost Cultivation Path researched by the Ancestral Spirit was personally modified by Zhao Fu.

Not only is it spread within Lii City.

In the spread of cultivation techniques, it inevitably flows beyond.

But Zhao Fu is not afraid.

Because nine out of ten ghost cultivators who obtain these techniques will come to Lii City to learn subsequent techniques.

In the coming and going.

In the two hundred years, as the Netherworld gradually became lively, Lii City also became the Cultivation Holy Land for ghost cultivators.

"The second character in Ghost King Sect can be removed."

"Perhaps, I might not be unable to govern the Netherworld, becoming the Lord of the Netherworld."

This thought flashed through Zhao Fu’s mind.

It’s just too distant now.

Moreover, although the Netherworld belongs to this world, after all, it was opened up by Houtu...

Zhao Fu shook his head.

Let out a sigh.

"From today, Ghost King Sect is renamed Ghost Sect."

"Understood!"

All ghosts bowed.

.............

The living world.

The Southern Domain has always been a place deeply rooted with the Demon Race.

Countless races have established countless forces on this land.

The Five Mountains Demon Kingdom is among them, inconspicuous but with slightly special demon kingdom.

The five great mountains suppressed the Qi Fortune of the Five Mountains Demon Kingdom.

The Demon Capital under Central Mountain governs the Five Mountains.

Yet, the land of the Five Mountains often can nurture demon cultivators with formidable talents.

Perhaps because of this.

The Five Mountains Demon Kingdom generally has five Demon Emperors, each of whom is the master of a mountain.

But three hundred years ago, the Demon Emperors of South Mountain and East Mountain unexpectedly fell.

The old Demon Emperor of Central Mountain hid due to serious injuries.

And at this time, four newly risen Demon Emperors appeared.

The entire Five Mountains Demon Kingdom fell into turmoil.

In this chaotic era.

A small range of hills in East Mountain remained incredibly peaceful.

In this chaotic era, it was like a land of peach blossoms.

Contrasting sharply with the term "peach blossoms" were the dense ghost clouds on Ghost Ridge.

This extension of the Netherworld is utterly unfit for any living beings.

Yet, outside Ghost Ridge, the three large cities thrived immensely.

Outside the three Ghost Ridge Cities.

"What lies ahead is..."

A group of demon cultivators with unstable Qi-Blood staggered, supporting each other, heading to the three cities of Ghost Ridge.

They looked up, their eyes filled with fear and shock.

They saw the land was of lifeless gray hue.

Countless figures with decayed bodies wandered within.

Surprisingly, there were hundreds of thousands!

"Do not be afraid."

"That was fifty years ago, when the Demon Emperor of West Mountain sent an army to try and occupy Ghost Ridge."

"The king of Ghost Ridge retaliated, defeating the Demon Emperor, forcing the Demon Emperor of West Mountain to retreat."

"And his seventy-thousand demon soldiers could only remain here."

Someone looked at these wandering figures with shock.

"This is the deterrence of the Ghost King over all enemies."

"Anger the Ghost King, and their vitality will be severed, yet their souls will be confined within their bodies for a millennium."

"Endlessly enduring the pain of decay, day and night."