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Is this... the aftereffect of a Martial Spirit possession?

Wei Gongyu carefully thought to himself, but then felt something was amiss and cautiously asked the Martial Spirit within him.

However, obviously, the Ghost Spirit inside him didn’t know what was happening either, speaking with a deep voice, "Kid... don’t move carelessly, be careful, there’s something wrong with your relatives!"

Nonsense, he certainly knew something was wrong, but the key question was... when did the problem start?

Everything was fine just before, wasn’t it?

Wait a minute...

At this moment, Wei Gongyu suddenly realized something, all of the Wei Family descendants on duty today, aside from himself and his younger brother Wei Gonglin, seemed to be not the usual close group. Upon closer inspection, they all appeared to be the less regarded, illegitimate descendants.

Maybe they were in league with Wei Gongxing?

No, that’s not right...

Wei Gongyu immediately dismissed this thought, because in the thick fog of the night, he could see very clearly the several hundred pairs of blood-red eyes, making him feel as though he had entered a den of wild beasts!

This was definitely not something Wei Gongxing could have orchestrated; this must be a conspiracy arranged by someone powerful. What exactly was happening?

"You... What’s going on with you all?"

A panicky voice barely louder than a mosquito’s hum asked from the side, but in such a suddenly quiet environment, it seemed especially glaring, making Wei Gongyu want to stitch his brother’s mouth shut right then and there.

It’s one thing to be a little foolish on a regular day, but can’t he see the situation at a time like this?

The next second, almost every single pair of those blood-red eyes turned to look their way, and without any movement, Wei Gongyu felt his muscles slacken uncontrollably, his body becoming as limp as mud, collapsing to the ground, his younger brother Wei Gonglin faring even worse.

A foul smell came from his body, a closer look revealed that he had lost control over his bladder and bowels. ..

But fortunately, those red-eyed brothers didn’t care about them at all, and instead stood rigid as puppets, slowly making their way towards the Martial Temple.

Realizing where these guys were headed, Wei Gongyu didn’t dare raise his head, lying flat on the ground and trembling all over like a rabbit in winter.

There are many Ghost Temples in the Capital City, but there are only three main ones. The Ghost Temple in the Southeast district was once the Confucian Temple, the furthest from the Royal Palace, but it held the highest status.

"Lord Mu Ye... what are you trying to do?"

At the entrance to the Ghost Temple, the priest in charge of the temple, a member of the Hou Family with green glowing eyes, stood firmly guarding the doorway with the elites from the temple and demanded of the approaching figure in a stern voice.

It was Wei Gongxing, who had been possessed by the White Bone King!

Whether it was An Wang or the Yin Spirit within him, both knew that today could spell disaster.

Ever since Lord Mu Ye took over the defense of the city, he had monopolized the Yin Land outside King Xiang Palace, which was currently the best cultivation ground.

Previously, the several major families and various powers would take turns to enjoy it, each time it was opened, it could accommodate at least a hundred people to temper their bodies.

This time, everyone tacitly gave Lord Mu Ye face and let him have the entire Yin Land.

Including himself, almost all high-level Ghost Spirits had thought Lord Mu Ye would still be cultivating in the Yin Land at this time.

They had never imagined that he would arrive here so quietly, let alone with such a strange group.

"Hmm... it’s Lu Sheng, eh..." Wei Gongxing looked up, his pupils too were blood-red; amidst the thick fog, they bloomed like roses, bright and striking with a chilling coldness.

"Back when I was expanding the White Bone Forest, there were ten Ghost Generals who came to pledge allegiance, Lu Sheng, you were one of them. Without me, with your abilities, you wouldn’t have been qualified to lead an army under King Xiang, nor would you have had the chance to be among the first to go to the human world, nor would you have become one of the top ten Ghost Generals. .."

"Indeed, I owe Lord Mu Ye a great debt of gratitude..." The other looked back with extreme wariness, muscles tense, silently calculating his chances of success.

As one of the top ten Ghost Generals under King Xiang, he was well aware that he was no match for Mu Ye.

Mu Ye, as the number one Ghost General of King Xiang’s retinue, had the potential to challenge the Ghost King even before being subjugated by King Xiang.

Among the Ghost Generals, the only one who could arm-wrestle him was King Xiang’s confidant, the Ghost Mother Yin Ji.

But now, the situation was different. On the Path of Yin and Yang, a head-on collision would mean—being a Ghost General himself—he might not even last three rounds in the hands of another.

.. But now it was different. His physical body had been conditioned for a year and could already withstand thirty percent of his power.

In contrast, the one who had just possessed a body—Wei Gongxing—was nothing but a commoner’s son.

According to the Human Race’s ranking system, he was merely a Sixth Rank Warrior, not even on par with an ant.

Such a body could not possibly be trained to any significant effect in a single day.

Even applying top-level Secret Techniques and materials, improving by one rank in a day would already be a miraculous transformation.

But the body of a First Rank Warrior would probably not be able to withstand even one thousandth of Mu Ye’s power.

Under these circumstances, his chances of winning were actually not small at all.

That included the red-eyed monsters behind his opponent.

Although their aura was quite intimidating, he did not know how his opponent had gotten hold of so many fearsome Ghost Spirits.

But the youths’ bodies would definitely not exceed Third Rank.

Even if powerful Ghost Spirits possessed them, the power they could exert was limited.

"Out of consideration for our past relations, if you step aside now, I will spare your life!" Mu Ye said indifferently.

His tone was casual, as if he was discussing what to eat for breakfast. This would be normal for someone of his stature, but now... it made him doubt the value of his words.

"I’m sorry, Lord Mu Ye..." replied the other party in a ghostly whisper as a column of black flame soared into the sky. "King Xiang has been good to me. If Lord Mu Ye were to leave now, in return for your kindness, I could pretend I saw nothing today... Just as long as you..."

Before he could finish, he realized the world had completely flipped in perspective.

Without any warning, his field of vision could only see the ground and the blood flowing with black flame.

The air... At that moment, became solid. Dumbfounded for who knows how long, Lu Sheng finally realized the blood on the ground was his own... and it was flowing from underneath his head.

He struggled to look to the side and could see clearly his own body, now headless, standing rigid in place as blood gushed out like a fountain.

He... seemed to have overestimated himself. He had thought that after following King Xiang for many years and evolving to this point, as a Ghost General, he would at least be able to withstand three rounds against Mu Ye...

But he still didn’t understand. How could such a weak body possess such exaggerated speed and lethality? The speed that he himself couldn’t see just then, with a First Rank Warrior’s body... would probably be turned to ash in an instant by the air friction!

"How did you do it?" Lu Sheng asked with difficulty.

"You don’t have the right to know." Mu Ye, holding the other’s head, didn’t even bother to glance at him and casually tossed the head into the Ghost Temple.

Following that, a burst of blood refining technique, and Lu Sheng’s massive life force instantly crystallized into a gem, which Mu Ye picked up and swallowed in one gulp.

"You won’t succeed..." The rolling head snarled. He saw clearly that Mu Ye’s body was already in tatters, it was obvious that the recent speed exerted a great toll on that body.

Though he didn’t know what Secret Technique he had used to ensure the body barely withstood the power, it definitely wouldn’t last long.

"Do you think King Xiang wouldn’t have his defenses ready?"

No sooner had he finished than a ghostly green light soared into the sky, enveloping the entire Ghost Temple. Clearly, a powerful Barrier Technique had been laid out here in advance.

And this soaring green light immediately caused the tens of thousands of Imperial Army soldiers outside the city to emit ghost-like shrieks. The mournful sound was audible throughout the skies of the Capital City.

"I don’t know what exactly you’re up to, but with your current bodies, you won’t be able to withstand the Imperial Army. This barrier is of the ninth level of Earthly Fiends; not just you... even the Ghost King in person would not easily break it..."

He cut off there because he saw with his own eyes that the barrier, previously so formidable, was fragile like a bubble and shattered instantly!

How could this be?

This barrier... was supposed to be of the Ghost King level...

However, just as he was struck with disbelief, the appearance of a figure within the Ghost Temple shocked him even more.

"Is it you?"