Translator: Cinder Translations
Seeing the returning group of rogue cultivators, Jing Lu's eyes were filled with anger and frustration at their incompetence.
A bunch of foolish and greedy ignoramuses were easily manipulated by Su Jingshu's small scheme, making them turn in circles.
This led to the failure of his plans and allowed Su Jingshu and the others to escape. Jing Lu had planned to capture all the Su family members in the mines to avenge the destruction of his sect.
Although he didn't like these rogue cultivators, he still needed them for now and couldn't afford to fall out with them yet.
Jing Lu took the storage ring handed to him by the bookkeeper and divided the ten thousand Blood Crystals among all the robbers present.
"I have fulfilled my promise to you all. The rest of the spoils in the mine area and caves will depend on your own efforts to find. Whoever gets them first will keep them."
"Remember, anything you cannot take with you, destroy it all, even blowing up the caves if necessary."
The rogue cultivators' eyes lit up at his words, and they flew down toward the mine's courtyard on their swords.
Jing Lu stood in the air, watching the robbers rush into the courtyard.
Earlier, many of the mine slaves' souls had inexplicably vanished, which made him uneasy. He did not follow the robbers into the courtyard but instead retreated a short distance.
Just as the robbers entered the courtyard, an abnormal event occurred.
The central area of the courtyard suddenly collapsed.
A massive circular pit with a diameter of over ten yards and an unfathomable depth appeared.
A vast amount of resentment mixed with chilling ghostly energy, like a black vortex, rapidly rose from the pit and shot into the sky.
Suddenly, the wind howled and a sharp, piercing ghostly roar sounded.
A towering ghostly figure, about ten feet tall, burst out from the pit.
The figure was covered in black armor, with eerie red light shining through the slits of its helmet.
It held a nearly two-meter-long giant sword, which was pitch black and swirling with ghostly energy.
It resembled a fierce general from a hellish battlefield, emerging after endless slaughter.
As soon as the black-armored ghost appeared, the entire courtyard was engulfed in howling winds and rising resentment.
The rogue cultivators were terrified, feeling a powerful pressure that rivaled Golden Core cultivators, which made them unable to muster any will to fight back. They fled in all directions on their swords.
The black-armored Ghost King was like a wild beast released from its cage, its eyes blood-red with boundless murderous intent.
It needed to kill to vent the endless resentment accumulated during its thirty-year imprisonment.
The black-armored Ghost King grabbed the nearest rogue cultivator, a cultivator at the early Foundation Establishment stage, and tore him in half with a single claw.
The Ghost King casually reached in, pulled out the internal organs, and then threw them into its mouth.
The ghostly entity chewed briefly and swallowed the organs, its eyes flashing with a dazzling red light, as if it had tasted some exquisite delicacy.
With a flicker, it became a blur of motion, its speed so extreme it seemed like teleportation, and in an instant, it was beside another rogue cultivator.
In the terrified gaze of this cultivator, the towering ghost opened its gaping maw and devoured the upper half of the cultivator's body in one bite.
Endless ghostly and resentful energy poured into the cultivator's body, instantly freezing him and making his limbs rigid. He couldn't even use his spiritual energy to resist.
The Ghost King then bit the cultivator in half, swallowing the upper half of the body and its soul together.
Jing Lu watched the carnage below, feeling a bone-chilling coldness in his heart. He turned and fled to a distance.
He couldn't help but feel a bit of relief for discovering the abnormality here first and not rashly entering the courtyard. Otherwise, his fate would not have been any better than the other rogue cultivators.
Su Jingshu tossed the black flag into the air.
In an instant, the small flag transformed into a towering ghost banner, and its fabric stretched and elongated like a retractable silk ribbon, wrapping around the black-armored Ghost King.
The once invincible black-armored Ghost King was now encircled by the banner, struggling to
"Hurry! You four, set up the formation around the array and assist me in powering it. My cultivation cannot sustain this ghost banner for long," Su Jingshu shouted.
The four Su family Foundation Establishment cultivators followed his instructions and flew
to the four corners of the courtyard on their swords.
Several miles away, Jing Lu watched the scene with surprise and a hint of eagerness in his
"Top-grade Ghost Banner!"
The black-armored Ghost King had been sealed underground for over thirty years. Now, just
as it broke free, it was ensnared by the ghost banner, and its fury was unstoppable, its blood- red eyes radiating murderous intent.
The ghostly energy surrounding it surged like monstrous waves in the deep sea, continuously battering the surrounding banners.
The banners were like small boats in the vast sea, quickly overwhelmed and submerged by the relentless ghostly waves.
This, however, bought precious time for Su Jingshu and his group, who had already taken
Su Jingshu hovered above the center of the courtyard, while the other four had reached the
The ghost banner transformed back into a small black flag and landed beside Su Jingshu.
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