"Third Senior Brother, rest assured."
Chu Lingwei and Huan Mao stood at the forefront. In an instant, a ghost cultivator appeared before Chu Lingwei.
"No rush."
The ghost cultivator did not notice Chu Lingwei and charged past her, heading straight for the Xiuling Academy's encampment.
Chu Lingwei did not make a move. The formations prepared by the encampment activated after the ghost cultivator charged in, engaging it in battle.
The ghost cultivators behind saw this and advanced rapidly.
Chu Lingwei kept waiting, waiting for the ghost cultivators behind to enter the formation they had laid out.
"Activate formation!"
Chu Lingwei's eyes curved into a smile as she softly commanded.
Immediately, spiritual light flashed. The ghost cultivators realized something was wrong and tried to break free, but it was too late.
"Kill!"
Within the containment formation, the killing formation activated.
Chu Lingwei heard painful screams echoing from within the formation, the sounds intertwining with the night wind, making them exceptionally terrifying.
"Weiwei." Su Yan, seeing his junior sister had trapped all the ghost cultivators in the killing formation, came to her side. He heard the chilling wind whistling from within the formation.
His heart jolted. He hadn't expected the killing formation laid out by Huan Mao to be so powerful. Among these ghost cultivators were two Ghost Kings.
"Senior Brother, they should all be dead." Chu Lingwei stared as the ghost cultivators in the formation slowly dissipated into smoke.
"Shall we go see how the other sects are doing?" Su Yan cleaned up the area and led them towards the closest sect, Shenyin Sect.
"How are you all?"
"They are very strong," replied a cultivator at the Tongtian realm. Even with the warning from Xiuling Academy, there were casualties.
"Some sects have arrived." Su Yan had already sensed people from other sects heading their way.
Chu Lingwei saw the approaching sects were Xuanxin Sect and [REDACTED] Sect.
Seeing Xuanxin Sect again, Chu Lingwei felt no emotional fluctuation.
The current Xuanxin Sect had nothing to do with her.
After discussing with them, Su Yan decided to head to the Thousand Buddha Sect's market.
"Third Senior Brother, I want to scout ahead for us first," Chu Lingwei transmitted to Su Yan. Their current journey to the Thousand Buddha Sect's market would have uncertain factors.
Furthermore, if those ghost cultivators had escaped back, they would have already informed the ghost cultivators of the Thousand Buddha Sect about their situation. They would undoubtedly be well-prepared.
Su Yan pondered, then looked at the other sects. They had suffered casualties, and asking them to scout ahead now was unlikely.
"Alright." He needed to lead the disciples of Xiuling Academy. At this moment, he could only let his junior sister scout ahead.
Receiving permission, Chu Lingwei, with Huan Mao, immediately stepped onto a spiritual sword and flew towards the direction of the Thousand Buddha Sect.
"Something is not right here." Chu Lingwei flew through the sky, looking towards the Thousand Buddha Sect. The area was filled with Yin energy but devoid of any spiritual energy.
The spiritual energy fluctuations from the fight they had seen earlier had also vanished.
It was a dead silence.
"Third Senior Brother, do not advance." Chu Lingwei quickly transmitted. She worried their advance would lead into a trap.
Su Yan signaled all the cultivators of the sects to stop.
"Junior Sister, is there danger ahead?"
"Third Senior Brother, there are no ghost cultivators ahead. I am worried that our advance would be a trap."
Chu Lingwei set up a barrier for them, summoned her divine-grade flying artifact, and boarded it. She said to her Third Senior Brother, "Third Senior Brother, do not move for now. Be vigilant against the ghost cultivators' renewed attack. I will go ahead and investigate further."
"Alright, Junior Sister, be careful."
At this moment, he could not afford to consider anything else. Su Yan needed to ensure that the disciples of Xiuling Academy would not die in vain.
"Weiwei, there's a Spirit Dissipation Formation ahead."
Huan Mao stopped Chu Lingwei and told her.
A Spirit Dissipation Formation, as the name suggests, would cause a cultivator's spiritual energy to gradually dissipate upon entering it, making it impossible to use spiritual energy.
"This is indeed a trap."
Chu Lingwei informed her Third Senior Brother of this news, urging them to remain vigilant.
"Junior Sister, return quickly." Since they already knew it was a trap, there was no need to proceed.
"Third Senior Brother, I will not encounter danger. I want to go further ahead and check," Chu Lingwei, with Huan Mao, had already passed through the Spirit Dissipation Formation. Ahead lay a barrier filled with Yin energy, and within it were countless ghost cultivators.
"They want to catch all the cultivators in one net," Chu Lingwei said.
"Weiwei, should we trap them within the barrier?" Huan Mao asked with a cold expression. These ghost cultivators were truly detestable.
"No need, let's go check out the Thousand Buddha Sect's market first." Chu Lingwei shook her head. There had been a fight above the Thousand Buddha Sect earlier, and Chu Lingwei had not received any news from their Second Senior Brother. She wanted to see what changes had occurred in the Thousand Buddha Sect's market.
The two of them quickly arrived at the entrance of the Thousand Buddha Sect's market.
There was no one guarding it.
Chu Lingwei mused that with the Spirit Dissipation Formation ahead and ghost cultivators guarding it, this place was likely another trap.
"Mao Mao, let's enter the Thousand Buddha Sect's market from another side."
"Weiwei, it's so strange here, there's no barrier." Huan Mao checked countless times and confirmed there was no barrier.
"No barrier, which makes it even stranger."
The two arrived at the side of the Thousand Buddha Sect's market and easily entered.
As soon as they landed, a surge of Yin energy attacked them.
"Truly seeking death." The Ghost King's Yin energy forced Chu Lingwei to take a step back, her entire body enveloped by a cold wind.
Chu Lingwei quickly summoned her bronze ancient sword, channeled spiritual energy, and slashed towards the Ghost King.
Huan Mao was not idle either, chanting formation spells that flashed with spiritual light.
The immense spiritual energy repelled the Ghost King.
The Ghost King was shocked and revealed its true form.
"Chu Lingwei."
"A Ghost King is nothing more than this." Chu Lingwei was now a wanted person by all ghost cultivators, so it was not surprising they recognized her.
"Let me also test the renowned genius female cultivator of the Xuantian Continent." The Ghost King smiled sinisterly. The entire Xuantian Continent knew Chu Lingwei's name.
She dared to ruin their ghost realm's good deeds. Now that he had encountered her, she would not escape.
"Heh..."
Chu Lingwei chuckled softly. The spiritual energy of her bronze ancient sword was fully unleashed. Before the ghost cultivator could make a move, a tidal wave of spiritual energy struck the Ghost King.
"Weiwei, we need to leave quickly. Many ghost cultivators are heading this way," Huan Mao said anxiously. One Ghost King could be dealt with, but thousands of ghost cultivators would be difficult for them to handle.
"Alright, we'll leave immediately."
Chu Lingwei unleashed three consecutive strikes at the Ghost King. Seeing him repelled by her spiritual energy, she threw a hundred explosive talismans into the Thousand Buddha Sect's market.
"Chu Lingwei!!!"
As Chu Lingwei left the Thousand Buddha Sect's market, she heard an enraged roar from behind and couldn't help but sneer.
The Ghost King was indeed nothing extraordinary.
"Weiwei, now, all ghost cultivators will fight you to the death upon seeing you." The hundred explosive talismans Weiwei threw were specially prepared for ghost cultivators. Anyone within the blast range would not escape.
"I have long been their mortal enemy. Why should I fear them fighting me to the death?" Chu Lingwei found it amusing.
Huan Mao nodded in agreement. It was true; the ghost cultivators now hated Weiwei to the core.
At this moment, Chu Lingwei sensed a very faint flicker of spiritual energy and stopped.
"Mao Mao, do you sense any cultivators here?"