I long to return home!

"Your Highness..." Huai Zhen helped Lei Mengying up, her eyes full of concern.

"Cough, much better. The ghost cultivator has been eliminated. We can't stay here any longer. Help me out first." Lei Mengying coughed a few times and glanced around the stone chamber. An eerie atmosphere made her uncomfortable.

Upon hearing this, Huai Zhen retrieved the lost storage bag from the pile of bones. Looking at the corpses and severed limbs scattered on the ground, he felt a sharp pain in his head, and his hazy memories flashed through his mind once again.

In my memory, it was the same scene, with a blood-red figure standing amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

After a few moments of confusion, Huai Zhen didn't pay much attention and helped Lei Mengying out of this cage-like place. They walked out of a dark cave located in the Ailao Mountains, surrounded by eerie, withered trees on all sides.

Poisonous insects and scorpions swarmed on the dead trees, and the sky above was gloomy and gray. The thick fog in the mountains made it impossible to see the way ahead.

Lei Mengying saw through Huai Zhen's thoughts and chuckled, saying, "It's alright. My spiritual power hasn't recovered yet. The mountains are dangerous, so you can rest here for a few days before leaving."

Huaizhen responded softly and helped him into the cave, where they lit a fire.

In the past few days, Lei Mengying has been meditating and regulating her breathing, and her spiritual power has recovered a lot. However, she still has moments of confusion. At those times, she is not in control of her body, but her body miraculously moves a few times.

Moreover, during this time, I would occasionally look into the cave, as if there was some kind of attraction, and I had an inexplicable urge to go in.

This feeling grew stronger, and under the flickering firelight of the night, her body once again became uncontrollable, her eyes became blank, and she watched as her body walked into the dark cave like an outsider.

"Your Highness?" Huai Zhen looked at Lei Mengying in astonishment, and was about to reach out to stop her when she was glared at coldly.

Startled, she watched Lei Mengying walk into the shadows, hesitated for a moment, and followed her in. "Your Highness, Your Highness?"

No matter how she tried to respond, Lei Mengying did not react at all and went to the stone chamber where bones had been piled up in the past.

Located in the center of the stone chamber, Lei Mengying stood quietly, staring blankly at the stone wall in front of her. Several black lines spread from her neck and covered her entire body in just a few breaths.

"Your Highness, what do you mean by this?" Huai Zhen caught up, grabbed Lei Mengying's hand which was wrapped in black patterns, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

call!

A sharp, whistling sound came from behind, and in an instant, a ghostly hand emerged from the stone wall, embedding Huai Zhen into the stone wall behind him.

"Hahaha, finally refined! You've given me so much time, yet you still chose to stay in this Ailao Mountain." A sinister laugh echoed, and a frivolous, sinister-looking man slowly emerged from within the stone wall.

"Princess, you are truly a beauty of unparalleled grace. Let me think about how to best favor you." He moved lightly and instantly teleported to Lei Mengying's side, his fingertips gently stroking her exquisite face.

"Nascent Soul?!" Huai Zhen coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with malice. "What did you do to His Highness?"

Upon hearing this, the wicked man laughed loudly, sniffed Lei Mengying's cheek, and said with a look of enjoyment, "Since you're going to die, I might as well tell you about this bug."

"I have long since infected the young lady with evil energy. Now that the evil energy has corrupted her mind, she has become my puppet and can be manipulated at will."

"How dare you!" Huai Zhen roared and rushed forward, feeling a tearing pain as he got close.

Lei Mengying gripped the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder Blade and decisively plunged it into her abdomen. The purple lightning emanating from the blade corroded her flesh, causing her excruciating pain.

"If it weren't for the exorcising magic treasure that the woman had brought earlier, you really thought you could destroy my Golden Core puppet? I would have already extracted your souls and broken your bones."

"Fine, you can die now, you little bug. I can't wait to taste what the princess is like." With that, the wicked man's hand transformed into a black, ghostly hand and reached out.

Huai Zhen, on the verge of life and death, was in a daze for a while, as if he were being invaded, and he could feel endless anger in his mind.

After a moment of dimming, his eyes, half white and half black like a yin-yang pattern, lit up. With just one glare, the sinister man instinctively teleported away, cold sweat pouring down his back.

Huai Zhen's aura suddenly changed, becoming ethereal and indistinct. With a cold expression, he grabbed Lei Mengying's hand and pulled out the knife. He chanted an obscure and difficult-to-understand incantation, and Lei Mengying's body went limp and she fell into a coma.

He gently carried Lei Mengying to the side, and after comforting her, he waved his hand to form a barrier of white energy.

"What did you just say? Say it again..." Huai Zhen gripped the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder Blade. The purple thunder that had recognized its master subsided after a few bursts of energy. He lifted his hair with one hand, letting his long hair fall loose, with a golden hairband tied around his wrist.

At this moment, the sinister-looking man looked at Huai Zhen walking towards him. Although Huai Zhen was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, he felt that Huai Zhen was several times larger. The man's aura alone made it hard for Huai Zhen to breathe.

“A Nascent Soul ghost cultivator reaches the Nascent Soul realm by absorbing the primordial yin of women and devouring the souls of other cultivators. I can ignore all of that, but you shouldn’t have hurt her!” Huai Zhen’s footsteps grew heavier and heavier inside the stone chamber, and the hissing sound of the blade cutting through the ground was piercing.

"Even if I have to give up this physical body and wait for another life to become a vengeful ghost and start over... I will still annihilate you today." As soon as he finished speaking, Huai Zhen's figure was already standing in front of the evil-looking man with a knife in hand.

Swish!

As the purple light flashed, the sinister-looking man felt excruciating pain as his body was cleaved open. Even with his Nascent Soul cultivation, the speed of this strike was too fast to be detected.

"How dare you destroy the body I painstakingly cultivated!" The ghost cultivator roared in anger, his body transforming into a cloud of malevolent energy as he fled.

"I am the sovereign of malevolence." Huai Zhen said in a low voice, grabbing the ghost cultivator's throat with one hand and slamming him heavily against the wall.

Bloodlust gleamed in his eyes, and a malevolent aura enveloped his entire body, far more intense than that of the ghost cultivator, possessing a domineering suppressive power.

"How can you have such malevolent energy?!" The ghost cultivator struggled, the suppression of his malevolent energy limiting his supernatural powers, making him like a fish on a chopping board. Several more indistinct purple lights flashed by, leaving his body a bloody mess.

"I am a Nascent Soul cultivator!" the ghost cultivator roared. With a loud "bang," his physical body exploded, and terrifying spiritual power blasted through the entire mountain.

Located in the air, it was a black, vengeful ghost that barely maintained half a human shape, with a ferocious and terrifying face.

Amidst the ruins, a flash of white light appeared, and a dense mass of yang energy swept through. Huai Zhen stood unharmed amidst the ruins, gripping his sword and staring at the ghost cultivator.

"You destroyed my body, which took a hundred years to form, I will make sure you never reincarnate!" The ghost cultivator's angry shouts echoed throughout the Ailao Mountain, and the blood energy behind him transformed into a blood-red skull standing between heaven and earth.

"Blood Slaughter Realm!"

With a flick of its claws, the blood-red skull opened its hideous maw, from which countless vengeful spirits formed from blood energy swept towards the ground.

Sharp, blood-red claws whipped up a fierce wind, and their roars echoed throughout the Ailao Mountains.

Huai Zhen's expression remained unchanged as he slowly took a few steps forward, the blood energy spreading for hundreds of miles from the soles of his feet, resembling a pool of blood.

"I am also a monarch of blood and qi."