This humble Taoist priest, Qianhe, begins his quest for immortality by slaying demons and monsters.

Chapter 75 The Ghost King's Backstab, a Heartbreaking Past
It is said that the human heart is unpredictable, and this saying applies equally to the Ghost King of Mangshan.

However, he is not unpredictable, but rather cunning and treacherous!

"Enough, why should I dwell on these things? In any case, the disciples and elders of your Corpse Refining Demon Heaven Sect are all great tonics for me."

As the giant face of the Ghost King of Mangshan in the void made its decision, in an instant...

Countless ghostly energies rushed straight towards the deacons of the Corpse Refining Demon Heavenly Sect deep within the canyon.

The old man of Dushan watched helplessly as the ghostly energy surged in, transforming into a massive, all-encompassing hand that grabbed him. Apart from him, the other deacons also met the same fate.

As several deacons of the Corpse Refining Demon Heaven Sect were captured by the Mangshan Ghost King, in front of both Buddhist and Taoist figures, the Mangshan Ghost King exhaled a plume of black smoke. Instantly, the black smoke rushed towards the group, and their physical bodies began to disintegrate little by little under the impact of the black smoke.

But his soul was completely unharmed!
"Tsk tsk tsk, I have waited for four hundred years, and finally I can taste the flavor of a living soul."

"Excellent, excellent! Eight Foundation Establishment stage souls—a great tonic!"

The old man from Dushan was now staring blankly. Even though he was left with only his soul imprisoned, he still couldn't understand why the Ghost King of Mangshan would treat them this way.

Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs" in this world...

As the Ghost King of Mangshan opened its gluttonous maw, the souls of the Old Man of Dushan, along with the other seven elders of the Corpse Refining Demon Heaven Sect, were swallowed whole by the Ghost King of Mangshan!
......................................................

Zhong Bai witnessed this scene as well.

It has to be said that the pressure brought by the Ghost King is unprecedented. Faced with the Ghost King of Mangshan in this state, Zhong Bai really couldn't muster the slightest desire to fight. Heh, just look at the fate of the eight Foundation Establishment deacons of the Corpse Refining Demon Heaven Sect now, and you'll understand.

Inside the main hall of the Corpse Refining Demon Heaven Sect deep in the canyon, Youmingzi, as the sect leader, has still not shown himself.

He was prepared for the Ghost King of Mangshan's betrayal, but when he actually saw the Ghost King of Mangshan attack Dushan Huangquan and the others, Youmingzi couldn't help but feel angry.

After all, it was he who broke the seal on the Ghost King of Mangshan, yet the other party betrayed him so easily.

Youmingzi could only comfort himself that everything was still under his control.

"The Ghost King of Mangshan is unreliable, but the foundation of my Corpse Refining Demon Heaven Sect is that Flying Zombies are ruthless and do not discriminate against even their own family!"

All we need to do now is hold this flying zombie back.

Thinking of this, Youmingzi forcibly broke the command flag he had temporarily used to control the flying zombies.

He even took the initiative to retrieve a wisp of divine soul that had been refined into the flying zombie's body.

The flying zombies that were originally able to float quietly in the void were now being gradually freed from their shackles by Youmingzi.

There was a loud bang.

When the flying zombie was completely free, its once cold eyes began to gleam with bloodlust.

Their instinct was to suck blood, especially from the Buddhist and Taoist groups nearby.

The blood of a cultivator has a tremendous attraction to this flying zombie. With a roar, it flew into the void, transforming into a stream of light that ignored the eerie ghostly aura in the canyon and headed straight for Zhong Bai and the others.

The Ghost King of Mangshan, who had been enjoying himself immensely by devouring several Foundation Establishment souls, suddenly turned pale.

Although the flying zombie wasn't targeting him, if anything happened to the group of Buddhist and Taoist disciples in front of him, those old guys in the underworld would probably blame him.

"Damn it! We really owe you guys something, Youmingzi, you're no better than me!"

While cursing and swearing, the Ghost King of Mangshan waved his hand, and countless streams of ghostly energy transformed into giant snakes hundreds of meters long, bombarding the flying zombies that were shooting towards him.

boom! boom! boom!
Several loud explosions, the shockwaves comparable to the clash of Golden Core True Monarchs were terrifying. The entire canyon began to shake. As the ghostly energy and corpse energy clashed around them, Zhong Bai and the others were dumbfounded.

"Master, what's going on?"

"How can I possibly understand this..."

I reckon it's that flying zombie from the Corpse Refining Demon Sect is locked in combat with the Mangshan Ghost King.

amount……

Zhong Bai wondered if this was really reasonable.

However, he swallowed his words in the end.

"Master, what should we do now?"

Before Master Qian Yuan could answer, Elder Zhang Qingyun of Longhu Mountain stood up.

"Brother Qian Yuan, the Ghost King of Mangshan is now fighting against the powerful flying zombies of the Corpse Refining Demon Heaven Sect."

"Brother Qian Yuan, do you trust this humble Daoist?"

Master Qian Yuan shook his head and then said, "Whether you trust me or not is not important. We have known each other for decades. If you have anything to say, Brother Qingyun, you can speak frankly."

“In that case… then I will speak.”

Actually, Brother Qian Yuan probably knows something about the background of this Ghost King of Mangshan.

"That's right, I've heard it's related to the underworld."

"Hahaha, it's more than just a connection."

Brother Qian Yuan, four hundred years ago, when the Ghost King of Mangshan first came out of the underworld, he was not a ghost king of the human world, but a messenger of the underworld!
The Ghost King of Mangshan was originally a Golden Core Envoy under the jurisdiction of the Lord of Mount Tai in the Underworld.

As for why he fell into becoming a ghost king, it was simply because he became infatuated with a mortal woman.

Unfortunately, while he was on his way to the underworld to report for duty, the mortal woman he had fallen in love with was forced to commit suicide. In a fit of rage, the Ghost King of Mangshan slaughtered the entire village that had driven the woman to her death!
Because of this, the Lord of Mount Tai went to Mount Longhu and ordered the then-Celestial Master of Mount Longhu to suppress him and subject him to punishment on Mount Mang.

At this point, Master Qingyun sighed, "Four hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye. No one knows whether the Ghost King of Mangshan's escape this time counts as the end of his torture, but..."

Judging from the Ghost King's current actions, he probably wants to return to the Underworld!

Zhong Bai watched from the sidelines, remarking that the Ghost King of Mangshan was rather love-struck...

It's a pity. Serving in the underworld is good in a way, as it provides powerful backers and connections, but it also comes with severe constraints. The massacre of a village resulted in over four hundred years of suppression.

Indeed, the balance of Yin and Yang is not only reflected in the heavens and earth, but also in entering the underworld...

After a moment of contemplation, Master Qian Yuan replied with a smile: "So, what Brother Qingyun means is that we can trust the Ghost King of Mangshan?"

"Isn't that exactly what's happening now?"

Master Qingyun asked a question in return.

Immediately, Master Qian Yuan fell silent.

Looking up at the Mangshan Ghost King who was still locked in combat with the flying zombie, Master Qian Yuan made up his mind, "Alright, this humble Taoist will believe you this once!"

"good!"

After saying this, True Man Qian Yuan and True Man Qing Yun simultaneously rose into the air and flew into the battlefield.

They were all Daoist masters at the peak of Foundation Establishment or even the perfect Foundation Establishment stage. Although they could not defeat the flying zombie alone, they could barely manage by cooperating with the Ghost King of Mangshan.

"Envoy of the Sky, we two have come to lend you a hand!"

Upon suddenly hearing how others addressed him from hundreds of years ago, the Ghost King of Mangshan was startled.

Memories flooded his mind like a tide, and as he looked at the approaching Master Qian Yuan and Master Qing Yun, his gaze became complicated.

"I never expected that anyone would know who I am..."

So be it. After wandering the mortal world for hundreds of years, I, the king, have ultimately achieved nothing.

"Since you two are willing to lend a hand, then let me cooperate with you Daoist juniors this once!"

As he spoke, the Mangshan Ghost King, who had only intended to stall for time, suddenly unleashed his unique Ghost King aura. A tidal wave of ghostly energy surged forth, even though he had been imprisoned for hundreds of years, making his overall strength far inferior to what it once was.

However, the sheer power it unleashed still shocked Qian Yuan Zhenren and Qing Yun Zhenren on the battlefield.

"I am a soul-collecting messenger under the command of the Lord of Mount Tai in the Underworld. How dare a mere flying zombie offend divine might?"
"Soul-snatching chains, come forth!"

In an instant, countless soul-hooking chains, formed from condensed ghostly energy, surged wildly from behind the Ghost King of Mangshan, endless and overwhelming, like thousands of threads densely binding the flying zombie.

"Brother Qingyun, do you think the two of us seem a bit superfluous?"

Master Qian Yuan smiled bitterly; it was clear that the two of them were just there to make up the numbers.

“Hey, Brother Qian Yuan, you can’t say that. Without you and me coming, how could the Envoy of the Sky have given his all?”

"Come, come, Brother Qian Yuan, you went against martial ethics by unleashing the Kui Niu Drum, that mighty weapon, in your bet just now. I'm not convinced! This time, let's see who can truly withstand the flying zombie!"

"Hahaha, I'll play along to the end!"

In an instant, bolts of lightning from Qian Yuan Zhenren's palm connected with heaven and earth. As countless bolts of lightning fell and gathered in his palm, Qian Yuan Zhenren charged forward and struck the back of the flying zombie that was struggling to cope with the soul-hooking chains!
"This humble Taoist priest has also come!"

With a loud shout, the Five Thunder Orthodox Technique was something that Qingyun Zhenren could easily use, but this time he condensed Yin Five Thunder.

Yang Wu Lei is extremely strong and yang. If he accidentally melts the soul-hooking chains that the Mangshan Ghost King used to trap flying zombies, then he will only be making things worse.

In the center of thousands of chains, the flying zombie had just gained his freedom and wanted to drink some blood, but he was now unable to move an inch. The more he struggled, the tighter the soul-hooking chains became. This was only because it was not a ghost that was locked up; otherwise, even a ghost king would be either dead or crippled.

After all, the Soul-Hooking Chains have a very strong suppressive effect on ghosts.

Feeling two bolts of lightning strike his back, the flying zombie struggled desperately, but was still slammed into his back by the two bolts of lightning.

With a roar, the flying zombie's anger began to burn, and the corpse energy within its body began to force back the eerie ghost energy as if it were free.

Turning back to look at Qian Yuan Zhenren and Qing Yun Zhenren, who were still trying to ambush him, he exhaled a stream of corpse energy that instantly spread for a thousand meters. Qian Yuan Zhenren and Qing Yun Zhenren immediately felt their blood and qi about to leave their bodies uncontrollably.

"retreat!"

The two were extremely decisive. The reason why flying zombies were difficult to deal with was because of their ability to suck blood from a distance. Although the silver-armored zombie king and the gold-armored zombie king could also suck blood from a distance, that was only for ordinary people. Unlike flying zombies, even Qian Yuan Zhenren and Qing Yun Zhenren did not dare to approach them at this time.

"Leave the younger generation of the Daoist sect to me!"

As he spoke, the Ghost King of Mangshan teleported step by step toward the flying zombie.

In an instant, they were pressed together, and endless ghost energy impacted the corpse energy within the flying zombie's body. As they clashed, the corpse energy and ghost energy collided and exploded into nothingness.

The Ghost King of Mangshan had a very simple idea: since his soul-hooking chains were useless against him and could only imprison him, he would use his ghostly energy to dispel all the corpse energy on the flying zombie!
A thousand meters below, Zhong Bai was watching a visual feast, witnessing the ultimate showdown between the Ghost King and the Flying Zombie.

Of course, Zhong Bai could only watch; he dared not imagine how terrifying the Demon Extermination Point would be if he had the chance to kill a flying zombie.

However... it's best to just dream about it. Even if the flying zombie is severely injured and on the verge of death, Zhong Bai probably wouldn't be able to break through its defenses even if he used all his methods.

The present moment is the best, and Zhong Bai has already gained a great deal from this trip to Mangshan.

Back in Jiuquan Town, Zhong Bai will undoubtedly become even more terrifying!
Four chapters, 13,000 words. Have a great weekend, dear readers!
Okay, let's continue to ask for more monthly votes. If we get a lot of monthly votes or if any readers give us rewards, we'll do our best to update five chapters and 16,000 words tomorrow!!


(End of this chapter)