"Old Ghost, did you take care of cleaning up the waste from the Wu Family that I arranged for you before?"

After the reward was given, the man in black began to prepare to teach the Ghost King a lesson.

The Ghost King's face changed when he heard this, with a hesitant expression.

“A few days ago, I had sent out various teams and even searched personally without any results. The few Wu Family warriors and generals who were sent out also disappeared without a trace. A few days ago, there was a major change in the Snow Mountain, with the entire mountain almost flattened by an avalanche. The waste from the Wu Family, with insufficient cultivation, should have died!”

Hearing the Ghost King's words, the man in black narrowed his eyes and sneered.

"Haha, should have died?"

Thud!!!

The Ghost King immediately knelt down, sweat covering his forehead, not daring to even breathe.

“I didn't know…”

With a cold snort, the man in black walked towards the door, his icy tone leaving no room for the Ghost King.

"Fine. Three days. Within three days, I want to see the living and know where the bodies are. I want to know the whereabouts of the Wu Family descendants clearly. I do not want any member of the Wu Family to remain alive in this world!"

"Y-Yes, my lord!"

The Ghost King quickly accepted the order, feeling relieved, but he was already so nervous that the back of his clothes was drenched in sweat.

Yuanhui on the rooftop heard what these people were saying, and an unnamed anger surged in his heart.

Crash!

The roof tiles in his hand slipped due to carelessness, falling on the ground and breaking into two pieces.

The man in black's gaze sharpened, looking towards the roof, immediately spotting Yuanhui's lonely figure in the distance on the house.

"Who goes there?!"

Without a word, the Ghost King, who had just walked out of the house, also had a cold look in his eyes. Without waiting for the man in black to say anything, he had already made a move, using his Chi to swiftly chase after Yuanhui!

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Seeing this, Yuanhui quickly steadied his position, ready to surprise the opponent under the moonlight.

"Don't even think about escaping!!!"

The reason the Ghost King was known as the Ghost King was because he had created the Ghost Shadow Steps, which were said to be able to catch up to celestial beings. Using this technique, his figure moved like a ghost, almost too fast for Yuanhui himself to catch the rules behind it.

Yuanhui's heart sank as he didn't expect the Ghost King to be incredibly fast, and seeing the opponent's hands like the blades of a predator, he felt a chilling aura.

"Trying to run? No one on this continent has escaped from my hands!"

In just a moment, he was caught up by the Ghost King, who didn't even need to use a sword, attempting to cut Yuanhui's neck with just his bare hands.

In this critical moment, Yuanhui nervously dodged to the side, expecting the worst...

Ding!

The meteorite heavy sword on his back unexpectedly blocked this attack...

One must know, the opponent was a powerful cultivator in the middle stage of the Boundless Realm, not just an ordinary warrior at the beginning of the realm like others, as cultivators focused all their skills on offensive abilities.

"It seems I underestimated you. A Nine Heart Stage warrior could block my attack, quite impressive."

Sparks flew as the Ghost King's bare blade was blocked by Yuanhui's sword, surprising him.

"A good sword, too bad it's not fully forged yet, not even the edge, are you trying to be a shield bearer?"

During their brief confrontation, though the Ghost King didn't notice Yuanhui, the meteorite heavy sword in his hands caught his attention.

...

"My lord, please get on the horse!"

The attendant wanted to assist the elderly man but unknowingly provoked the man in black.

"Hmph, I am not so old that I need your help!"

With that, he had already climbed into the carriage.

Inside the carriage, the deputy was somewhat puzzled and asked him.

"My lord's actions have left me confused. Truth be told, the other party isn't worth fearing. Why did you send the Ghost King to deal with him?"

"Hehe, you still don't understand how to wage war. However, the Ghost King's usefulness to us is diminishing. Even if the man in black is from the palace, we have many uses for him, including using him as a tool."

"...Wise decision, my lord!"

"Hehe, you need to learn more. If you weren't so greedy, you might not have died so quickly!"

...

"Tsk, can't shake him off?"

Looking at the man in black who had now boarded the carriage and was preparing to leave under the escort of the military, Yuanhui wanted to catch up and find out more, but he was now caught in a dilemma by the Ghost King before him.

Knowing that the Ghost King was a formidable opponent, even with his increased skills, Yuanhui found it difficult to handle him with his limited experience.

"Yes, after all, this guy is a high-level expert in the middle stage of the Boundless Realm transitioning to the late stage. Neither you nor I can subdue him."

"Hmph."

Yuanhui snorted, raising the meteorite heavy sword, and though the blade was blunt, its weight alone could crush rocks.

The Ghost King, agile and swift as the wind, stepped on the roof tiles without making a sound. His body floated as he turned, and his hand, as sharp as a sword, flashed towards Yuanhui's chest in an instant.

"Now!"

Crunch!

The strike from the meteorite heavy sword made the Ghost King stagger backward, but didn't cause significant damage.

Unable to do anything, the Ghost King's movements were like a spring, twisting his Chi into an extremely contorted shape to counter Yuanhui's attack.

"Up!"

The Ghost King finally activated his soul core to exert his power. A mid-stage cultivator of the Boundless Realm was no pushover!

In the next moment, the Chi inside his body and the distortion of space erupted, causing his body to rebound, sending Yuanhui and his sword flying out.

Following closely, the Ghost King leaped into the air, aiming to deliver a fatal blow to Yuanhui to finish the fight.

However, to his surprise, as Yuanhui was sent flying, a mysterious smile appeared on his veiled face. In the instant the Ghost King's blade was about to strike, he swiftly dodged, evading the Ghost King's deadly attack.

"How...How is this possible?!"

The Ghost King's pupils constricted, his body froze, and in that brief moment, Yuanhui had already run far away.

Seeing this, the man in black on the carriage sighed in disappointment.

"He can't even deal with a little punk, what a waste."

He then waved to the coachman, and as the curtains were drawn, the coachman driving the carriage softly queried.

"My lord, do you want me to personally take care of..."

The man in black inside the carriage sneered and declined.

"No need. If the Ghost King can't handle a small Nine Heart warrior, then as I said, he's useless to the plan!"

"Understood, my lord!"

With a crack of the whip, the horse neighed, and the carriage gradually left the now dilapidated capital.

On the other hand, Yuanhui's agile figure leaped out of the Sacred Emperor's Palace, running towards the distance, though not too fast, feeling a sense of the Ghost King catching up.

At the same time, the Ghost King felt a bit hesitant, but remembering being toyed with by the Nine Heart practitioner earlier, he couldn't let it go.

"My lord!"

The palace guards surrounding the Imperial City noticed the situation and hurried to the Ghost King.

"Guard the palace properly, don't let any chaos erupt within the court. I'll return soon."

The Ghost King was shaken by the possibility of being lured outside the city walls by the enemy, potentially enabling a rebel army to attack the palace. Although he didn't want to pursue, the recent humiliation fueled his determination.

And so...

The Ghost King decided to confront the opponent himself before any more trouble occurred.

Swish!

Two figures sprinted in the darkness, one chasing the other closely.

As they reached a more open area outside the city, Yuanhui stopped, his figure landing gracefully on a flat sand dune.

"Hmph, why stop running? Are you out of energy?"

The Ghost King, who had just caught up, sneered with a cold smile, not expecting Yuanhui to halt.

"Just moments ago, did you use some strange technique on me? Was it the rumored Mantra that can slay divine beings?"

Yuanhui remained silent, turning around to draw the meteorite heavy sword from his back, pointing it at the Ghost King.

"Since you're not running, then prepare to die!"

Facing his silent opponent, the Ghost King attacked suddenly, his glass-like blade flashing like auroras.

The blade of the meteorite heavy sword was raised to block the attack, deflecting the Ghost King's strike.

"Up!"

Yuanhui infused the Mantra into the sword, then shouted loudly, pushing with both hands. The sword carved a deep furrow into the ground, raising the Ghost King high into the air.

"Ugh!"

Feeling something amiss, the Ghost King quickly changed his direction towards the ground, redirecting his Chi from his palm to his legs.

At the same time, his nails glinted with cold light with an eerie aura surrounding him.

Faced with such a powerful presence, Yuanhui didn't hesitate to counterattack with a sword thrust, but was forcefully pushed back several meters by the Ghost King's absolute strength.

"Hehe, this kid is still lacking a few things..."

‘Yuanhui' wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sighed, but the Ghost King heard it, and the familiar voice left him puzzled.

"Who are you?!" the Ghost King asked with a trembling voice.

Meanwhile, the Ghost King's perception became increasingly chaotic as he encountered someone several times stronger than himself for the first time!

"It doesn't matter who I am, for someone who’s about to become a corpse!"

'Yuanhui' slowly released his grip on the meteorite heavy sword, placing it aside, and spoke these words.

After hearing this provocation, the Ghost King couldn't help but burst out laughing coldly. Did this mere Nine Heart warrior in black truly think he could defeat a master of the Boundless Realm mid-stage?

"Ridiculous."

Yuanhui's voice suddenly turned icy cold, and with just one hand, he took out a bright, twinkling little bead and pushed it to its limit. He wanted to show the Ghost King where the gap lay between the mid-stage of the Boundless Realm and a genuine deity!