The system shivered, watching the lingering spirits drift around. "Host, why are we back here?"
"Of course, to deal with some dirty business."
The system was speechless.
While the system was still bewildered, it saw its host floating into the palace where the Ghost King resided.
The spirits in the palace sensed the unfamiliar aura and emerged from every corner, surrounding Ming Li. Among them, a spirit with profound cultivation stepped forward, looking at the woman before her with vigilance. "Who are you? Where did you come from? Why have you come to the Ghost King's palace?"
Ming Li's gaze swept over the surrounding spirits, finally settling on the one who had just spoken. A sinister curve formed on her lips. "Of course, I'm here to cause trouble."
The spirits: "???!!!"
"What do you mean by that? Don't you know who lives here, to speak such arrogant words!"
Ming Li: "I know." She came precisely because she knew who lived here.
As she spoke, the spirits saw the woman in front of them produce a large iron hammer from somewhere.
The spirits: "......" This one seems like a tough character...
Ming Li glanced at the spirits with a faint look in her eyes and said, "Should we go through the motions, or should I just start smashing?"
The spirits: "......" What did she mean by that?
Seeing that the spirits remained silent, Ming Li took action.
Then, the spirits watched as Ming Li brought down her hammer, and the southern palace walls collapsed. With a second hammer blow, the northern palace walls also crumbled...
The spirits: "......" Where did this abnormally strong woman come from?!
After Ming Li brought down a few more hammers, there was virtually nothing left intact in the Ghost King's palace. Only then did the spirits react, collectively swallowing their saliva.
Several spirits who had achieved significant cultivation saw Ming Li still carrying the hammer and angrily floated forward to surround her. "Damn it! Who exactly are you! How dare you demolish the Ghost King's palace!"
Ming Li yawned, her voice faint. "Me? A Heavenly Master, specializing in catching ghosts."
The spirits: "......" What a joke! A spirit claiming to be a Heavenly Master?
"Even if she is a Heavenly Master, so what! She's dead now, turned into a spirit, just like us! And judging by her soul, she probably died not long ago. Let's go all at her, don't be afraid of her!" An elder spirit among them stared at Ming Li with ill intent and spoke to the other spirits.
Ming Li cast a chilling glance at the spirit who had just spoken, raising an eyebrow. "Oh~ is that so?" As she finished speaking, Ming Li raised her hand. The spirits looked on and saw a flickering flame suddenly appear in her palm.
"What is this!"
Ming Li looked at the group of spirits with foul-smelling souls before her with a cold expression, her voice faint. "I told you, I am a Heavenly Master, specializing in catching ghosts."
The system: "......" Are you sure you're not specializing in killing ghosts??
The spirits looked at the flame filled with a dangerous aura in Ming Li's palm, a bad premonition arising in their hearts. "We... we haven't done anything wicked, why... why are you going to catch us!"
Upon hearing this, Ming Li suddenly smiled. "Is that so? Then why do I see so many human lives on your backs?"
At this, the spirits, as if telepathically connected, quickly shifted the blame. "That was the Ghost King forcing us to do it!"
"Oh." Ming Li uttered a faint "oh" and the next second, without hesitation, threw a fireball in the direction of the spirits. Instantly, screams of agony filled the air...
These fellows had followed the Ghost King everywhere, committing evil deeds for years. She refused to believe that every wicked deed was forced upon them by the Ghost King. Burning them all was a good way to purify the underworld's air.
With that thought, Ming Li, carrying her large iron hammer, walked towards the eighteenth level of hell. Those who were there now were all spirits who opposed the Ghost King or were disliked by him...