The memories of all humanity are awakening, except for mine.

The old man glanced back at the Heavenly Ghost, a relieved smile appearing in his cloudy eyes.

"Remember, the Ghost Emperor cannot be brought back to life."

The final sword energy pierced through the old blind man's chest, shattering his body inch by inch, turning him to ashes completely three feet away from the Heavenly Sword.

A wisp of green smoke rose, condensing in the air into the image of the old blind man in his previous life, bowing deeply to the Heavenly Sword, before disappearing without a trace.

The Aurora Heavenly Sword suddenly fell silent, its sword energy receding as it mourned the passing of its guardian.

"Do not--!"

The celestial demon let out a heart-wrenching roar.

Although he and the old blind man were not formally master and disciple, he had the kindness of teaching the old man.

Three hundred years ago, it was this old man who rescued him from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and taught him the secret method to suppress the bloodline of the demon race.

Ah Gui had already reached the center of the red tent when she suddenly stopped and slowly turned around.

When the demon met her eyes, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Those weren't human eyes at all, but two pitch-black vortexes that seemed capable of devouring souls.

"Heavenly Demon."

Ah Gui's lips opened and closed mechanically, but his voice sounded like the roar of a thousand vengeful spirits at the same time.

"You must die well"

Each word struck the very soul of the demon with a heavy blow, causing his legs to buckle and him to nearly kneel.

That was a curse born of a thousand years of accumulated resentment, the Ghost Emperor's most vicious punishment for traitors.

The Aurora Sword Qi seemed to sense something, and a wisp of white light drifted in front of Tian Gui, but he did not react at all, only staring intently at A Gui's familiar yet unfamiliar face.

"Boom——"

Suddenly, the blood pool exploded with towering waves, forming a vortex with a diameter of over ten zhang.

Shi Chaoyuan was thrown back by the shockwave and crashed heavily into the jade wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He struggled to lift his head and saw a naked figure slowly rising from the center of the vortex.

"Xin Gui?"

Shi Chaoyuan's pupils contracted sharply, and he immediately realized something was wrong.

Although it had the outline of a ghost, its once black hair had turned into long scarlet hair, its eyes were like two bottomless black holes, and its mouth stretched to its ears, revealing serrated sharp teeth.

"No. That's a monster from beneath the blood pool! It has taken over Xin Gui's body!"

Shi Chaoyuan hurriedly made a hand seal, only to find that he had very little spiritual energy left in his body.

The monster let out a piercing laugh, the sound waves causing the jade wall to crack.

It completely ignored the existence of the aurora sword energy and rushed straight towards the heavenly sword in the center of the red tent.

"Stop it!"

The Heavenly Demon finally broke free from the curse, but it was too late.

The moment the monster's withered claws gripped the hilt of the Heavenly Sword, a dazzling white light erupted.

Its body quickly dissolved, turning into dust in the blink of an eye.

But countless blood threads immediately surged from the blood pool, reforming into the shape of Xin Gui.

"it's useless"

The monster made a mixed male and female voice.

"As long as the pool of blood never dries up, my body will never perish."

It charged toward the Heavenly Sword again, this time causing the sword to tremble violently and detach from the jade disc, hovering in the air.

On the enormous heart of the Ghost Emperor in the center of the red tent, the sword scar that had been suppressed by the Heavenly Sword for a thousand years began to heal.

"Boom-"

The sound of a heartbeat echoed throughout the inner hall, and Tian Gui felt his own heart pounding in unison, almost bursting open.

The ghostly soldiers outside the palace roared in unison, and the howls of savage beasts came from all directions, as if welcoming the birth of a new king.

Shi Chaoyuan crawled with difficulty to Tian Gui's side, blood seeping from all seven orifices.

"My lord, the magic array can't hold up any longer!"

He pointed to the blood pool, where tentacles were breaking through the defenses formed by copper coins.

Tian Gui looked towards the red tent, while A Gui had already turned to face Tian Jian, arms outstretched, as if welcoming something.

The Ghost Emperor's heartbeat grew stronger and stronger, and the blood vessels on its surface writhed like snakes, slowly detaching from the stone platform.

"Shi Chaoyuan, there is one last method."

The demon's voice was hoarse.

"Using my ghost clan's bloodline as a guide, I will unleash the Blood Reversal Array."

"No! That would consume your very soul!"

Shi Chaoyuan coughed violently and vomited a fragment of internal organs.

The Heavenly Demon smiled bitterly.

"I should have died three hundred years ago."

He looked at Ah Gui's back.

"At least... let me save her once."

The Ghost Emperor's heart suddenly accelerated, breaking free from the last few binding blood threads, and shot towards Ah Gui's back like a meteor.

Tian Gui lunged forward, only to see the Aurora Heavenly Sword suddenly change direction, its tip pointing directly at his brow.

"Too late."

The monster Xin Gui stood at the edge of the blood pool, letting out a triumphant shriek.

"A new king is about to awaken!"

Ah Gui roared to the sky, and the mournful sound shook the bricks and stones of the inner palace of the underworld to the ground.

Veins bulged beneath her skin, and her once clear eyes were now bloodshot, with pupils shrunken to the size of pinpoints.

"what--!"

She scratched her chest with both hands, but her fingers felt no pain.

The Ghost Emperor's heart was drilling into her body through her torn chest cavity.

With each inch the depth went in, Ah Gui's face contorted more, until the final scream abruptly ceased.

The inner palace fell into a deathly silence.

Jiang Chuan's hand holding the sword trembled slightly. He saw A Gui slowly raise his head, and a sinister smile, unlike anything he had ever seen before, appeared on that familiar face.

Black blood seeped from the corners of her eyes, leaving two hideous marks on her pale skin.

"A ghost?"

Jiang Chuan called out tentatively, his voice dry and unlike his own.

Ah Gui—no, perhaps she should be called the Ghost Emperor now—tilted her head, a gesture that was once innocent and carefree but now seemed extremely eerie.

She grinned, revealing her gleaming white teeth.

"Jiangchuan."

The voice sounded like a million voices superimposed on each other, containing both Ah Gui's original timbre and a hoarse, deep male voice.

A chill ran from the soles of my feet straight up to the top of my head.

"Come on!"

Shi Chaoyuan suddenly roared and turned to run wildly out of the hall.

He formed hand seals and moved with incredible speed, unleashing the secret escape technique "Thousand-Mile Divine Travel".

Ghost Emperor Agui sneered and raised his right hand slightly.

The viscous blood in the pool suddenly boiled, transforming into a ten-zhang-long blood dragon that soared into the air, its scales and claws flying as it caught up with Shi Chaoyuan.

"Do not--!"

The blood dragon coiled upwards, tearing Shi Chaoyuan's protective aura to shreds like thin paper.

His skin shrank visibly, his eyes bulged out, and he made gurgling sounds in his throat.

In just three breaths, a dried corpse collapsed to the ground, while the Blood Dragon let out a satisfied burp and returned to the pool as blood.

Insufficient essence and blood

Ghost Emperor Agui licked his lips and turned his gaze to the Heavenly Ghost on the other side.

The Heavenly Demon was staring in horror at his reattached severed arm, his Asura form appearing and disappearing intermittently.

The giant lizard-like monster before him bowed respectfully, blocking all escape routes.

"Lord Ghost Emperor"

The demon's voice trembled, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

Ghost Emperor Agui flashed and grabbed Tiangui by the neck, lifting him up.

Her fingernails pierced the Heavenly Demon's skin, and black blood flowed down between her fingers.

"How do you want to die?"

She tilted her head and asked, as if she were asking about the weather today.

The Heavenly Demon kicked wildly, its Asura Body completely collapsing, its eyes turning bloodshot.

"Spare my life"

"Blood slave. Not bad."

Ghost Emperor Agui revealed a cruel smile, and placed his other hand on the forehead of Heavenly Ghost.

Black energy surged from her palm and entered the seven orifices of the Heavenly Ghost.

The demon let out a scream that was not human, and dense black runes appeared on its skin.

Jiang Chuan gripped the Aurora Sky Sword tightly, but the sword suddenly trembled violently and emitted a clear, melodious sword cry.

A rainbow of light burst forth from the tip of the sword, shooting straight up to the dome.

"This is."

Before Jiang Chuan could react, he felt a warm and gentle force surge into his soul sea.

His consciousness cleared instantly, and countless unfamiliar images appeared before his eyes.

Amidst the green hills and clear waters, a white-haired man in a blue robe stood with a sword at his side.
Ghost Emperor Agui turned his head abruptly, somewhat surprised. "It's you?!"

A phantom slowly emerged on the Aurora Sky Sword.

He was a man with a refined and handsome appearance, dressed in a simple blue robe, with snow-white hair that reached his shoulders.

He looked calmly at Ghost Emperor Agui, a bitter smile on his lips.

"After all these years, you've fallen so low."

The man in the blue robe spoke softly, but each word was clear.

Ghost Emperor Agui's face was contorted, filled with anger mixed with an indescribable emotion.

"You severed my physical body and destroyed my foundation back then, and you still dare to show yourself today?!"

The man in the blue shirt shook his head.

"The land of Kyushu was created by Pangu, and the Nine Cauldrons are in harmony with the Way of Heaven. Those who wreak havoc on the human world will only face death."

"Hahaha!"

Ghost Emperor Agui laughed loudly, his laughter filled with madness.

"Now that I have become the Ghost Emperor, how dare a mere remnant soul lecture me?"

She suddenly made a move, her five fingers forming a claw as she grabbed at the Aurora Sky Sword.

The man in the blue robe sighed, and the phantom figure gripped the sword hilt, gently pushing it away.

"Zheng——!"

The Heavenly Sword pierced the ground, its sword energy soaring straight into the sky like a rainbow.

The entire Underworld Palace trembled violently, and the dome was pierced by sword energy, revealing the blood-red sky outside.

With a flash of sword light, the Aurora Heavenly Sword flew up on its own, transforming into a stream of light and disappearing into the depths of Blood Mountain.

"No!"

Enraged, Ghost Emperor Agui struck the illusory figure of the man in green robes with a palm.

Before the illusory figure vanished like smoke, it glanced at Jiang Chuan one last time, its lips moving slightly as if giving him instructions.

Before Jiang Chuan could even comprehend it, he heard Ghost Emperor A Gui let out a long, shrill howl.

"I will slaughter everyone in the world and turn this earth into a living hell!"

She abruptly turned to look at Jiang Chuan, her eyes filled with murderous intent.

Jiang Chuan subconsciously stepped back, only to find that the red tent behind him was moving without wind, and complex sword patterns appeared on the ground.

"A sword formation?!"

Jiang Chuan was startled.

Ghost Emperor Agui had already pounced, but the moment he touched the area of ​​the red tent, the sword patterns on the ground shone brightly.

Countless sword energies erupted from the ground, and millions of sharp blades were unsheathed simultaneously.

"boom--!"

Sword energy crisscrossed, tearing the inner palace of the underworld in two.

Ghost Emperor Agui was the first to be hit, and his protective ghost energy was instantly pierced through.

Just then, several scarlet tentacles flew out from her sleeves, intertwining to form a cocoon that protected her.

"Xin Gui?"

Jiang Chuan recognized that the tentacles belonged to the Xin Gui that had been devoured.

Amidst the smoke and dust, a figure darted in like lightning.

The mountain spirit was covered in blood, his armor shattered, yet he moved with the speed of the wind.

He grabbed Jiang Chuan's shoulder.

"go!"

The two had only rushed a few feet when a fierce shout came from behind them from Ghost Emperor Agui.

"Want to escape?!"

The mountain spirit didn't even turn his head, but waved his right hand behind him.

The short sword flew out of his hand, transforming into a black streak that shot towards the source of the sound.

The Ghost Emperor sneered and easily caught the Demon Prison, but this caused him to be delayed for a moment.

In that instant, the Mountain Spirit had already led Jiang Chuan out of the inner hall.

The outer hall was in complete disarray, and the Ghost King's mangled body lay in a pool of blood, with a large hole pierced through his chest.

"Senior Mountain Spirit, Ah Gui, she..."

Jiang Chuan's voice was hoarse.

"She's no longer Ah Gui, she's Ning Jing."

The mountain spirit spoke in a heavy tone.

"The Ghost Emperor's heart has chosen the most suitable vessel."

A whooshing sound came from behind, and the mountain spirit's expression changed. He grabbed Jiang Chuan and rolled to the side.

A black beam grazed them and shot into the ground, blasting open a crater several feet deep.

The Ghost Emperor Ning Jing hovered in mid-air, toying with the Demon Prison in his hand, his eyes filled with the cruelty of a cat playing with a mouse.

"Run, why don't you run?"

The mountain spirit shielded Jiang Chuan behind him and whispered.

"I'll stall her, you find an opportunity."

Before he could finish speaking, Ghost Emperor Ning Jing had already swooped down.

The mountain spirit roared, his arm muscles bulging, as if he intended to take the blow head-on with his bare body.

The entire underworld palace suddenly shook violently.

The crack in the dome widened, and the aurora sword energy deep within Blood Mountain erupted once more, dyeing half the sky with seven colors.

Ghost Emperor Ning Jing paused, turned to look in the direction of the sword energy, and a look of apprehension flashed in her eyes.

Mountain Spirit seized the opportunity, picked up Jiang Chuan, and rushed out.

"Stop them!"

The Ghost Emperor shouted sternly.

Countless ghostly soldiers surged in from all directions, and the mountain demon's fists and feet moved like the wind, each strike shattering a ghostly soldier.

There were simply too many enemies, and they were about to be surrounded.

Suddenly, Jiang Chuan had a flash of inspiration and pulled out a crumpled talisman from his pocket.

This was left behind quietly by the man in the blue robe before his illusory figure vanished.

"Senior Mountain Spirit, close your eyes!"

Jiang Chuan shouted and threw the talisman into the air.

The talisman spontaneously combusted without fire, bursting forth with a blinding white light.

The ghostly soldiers let out a shrill scream and covered their eyes as they retreated.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the mountain spirit broke through the encirclement and arrived at the gate of the Underworld Palace in a few leaps.

Behind them came the Ghost Emperor Ning Jing's furious shriek, but the two had already rushed out of the Underworld Palace and arrived outside Blood Mountain.

Just as the mountain spirit was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Jiang Chuan gasped in shock.

Looking up, one sees rows of ghostly soldiers everywhere, and in the distance, enormous savage beasts are galloping towards them.

"It's over."

The mountain spirit murmured.

Just then, a dark figure flew out of the Underworld Palace and landed lightly at the highest point of Blood Mountain.

The Ghost Emperor Ning Jing held the Demon Prison in his hand, his black hair flying wildly, and his body radiating ghostly energy like flames.

She surveyed the surroundings with disdain, then suddenly looked up and laughed loudly.

"A million ghost soldiers, heed my command!"

The sound was like thunder, shaking the blood-red mountain.

Countless ghost soldiers knelt down in unison, and the savage beasts also bowed their heads and roared.

The Ghost Emperor Ning Jing pointed his sword at the sky, his eyes burning with madness and ambition.

"From this day forward, I will turn this world into hell! Who dares to fight me?!"

Atop Blood Mountain, a chilling wind howled.

Ning Jing's clear, cold voice pierced through the thick rock walls of Blood Mountain, echoing between heaven and earth.

The voice contained some ancient and evil power, instantly igniting the fanaticism of the ghostly soldiers below the mountain.

"Ow—"

"Roar--"

The howls of the ghostly soldiers rose and fell, wave after wave crashing against the blood mountain.

The sound waves churned the heavens, even shaking the dark clouds in the sky, causing them to churn and roll.

The ghostly soldiers, their eyes bloodshot, seemed to be summoned and surged madly toward the Blood Mountain.

The mountain spirit held Jiang Chuan's wrist, and the two stood in front of a narrow crevice in Blood Mountain.

Through the crack, one could see that the outside was already surrounded by a dense swarm of ghostly soldiers, and further away, a dozen enormous savage beasts were eyeing them menacingly.

"Can't get out."

The mountain spirit's voice was low and somewhat worried.

Jiang Chuan looked up into the depths of Blood Mountain, where a fiery red figure stood in mid-air—it was none other than A Gui, who had been completely replaced by Ghost Emperor Ning Jing.

His throat tightened, and it felt like a huge rock was pressing on his chest.

"Ghost."

Jiang Chuan murmured, his voice almost inaudible.

He remembered what Ah Gui had once told him. (End of Chapter)