Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

Chapter 326 The Ghost Emperor's Wife Makes Her Debut

Gui Yan's voice echoed in the boundless ghost realm, carrying a sense of exhilaration at breaking free from shackles and a chilling killing intent.

Then, under the horrified gazes of everyone, Gui Yan slowly raised his hand and grabbed the pale, eerie mask on his face.

"Click..."

With a soft click, the mask was removed.

The area filled with ghostly energy seemed to freeze for a moment.

Beneath the mask was not the hideous and terrifying face that everyone imagined, but an extremely handsome face with sharp features and even a touch of sunshine.

He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips that were slightly pursed, and healthy ivory-white skin.

This face is just as handsome as Wu Changkong, who is known for his cool and handsome appearance.

If it weren't for the icy coldness and deathly aura still churning in his deep eyes, like a bottomless abyss, and the terrifying ghostly aura emanating from his body, he would look more like a spirited young master from a noble family.

"hiss--"

Even with Ning Qingcheng's composure, she couldn't help but gasp and feel a sudden jolt in her heart the moment she saw that face.

The shock of this huge contrast was more absurd and gave her an inexplicable thrill than seeing a ghost face.

But she immediately suppressed this absurd feeling, replacing it with a deeper sense of vigilance and disbelief.

"This is impossible!" Ning Qingcheng exclaimed, her voice trembling slightly without her even realizing it. "How could the infamous and ruthless Ghost Emperor Douluo be... how could he be like this?"

"You...did you peel off someone else's face and cover it up on your own ugly face?"

She immediately thought of the chilling rumors surrounding the Ghost Emperor Douluo—skinning, dismembering, and toying with souls…

This kind of sorcery, like grafting flowers onto trees, is not impossible for him!
"Ah……"

The handsome young man, Gui Yan, who had revealed his true colors, curled his lips into a wicked yet cold smile, offering no explanation.

He casually took the pale mask back, and the mask turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared the moment it left his hand.

He slowly raised his hands, and a ghostly blue soul flame burned in his eyes.

"Hundred Ghosts Night Parade."

With a low shout, the thick, ghostly aura that enveloped the entire area instantly boiled over.

The black mist churned and coalesced, transforming into countless grotesque, twisted, and wailing phantoms of vengeful spirits.

They were no longer unconscious energy, but rather as if they had gained physical form, carrying piercing malice and soul-piercing screams, frantically attacking every enemy shrouded in the domain.

Sight was completely stripped away, leaving only endless darkness and piercing ghostly howls.

This is the ultimate form of the Ghost Flame Three-Word Battle Armor.

The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons has erupted in full force!
Using oneself as a guide, one can communicate with the underworld and summon the endless ghost realm.

"Honey, it's your turn."

Gui Yan's voice, carrying a hint of gentleness, pierced through the shrieks of the vengeful ghost and rang out clearly.

"Jingle Bell--"

A clear, ethereal bell sound, seemingly capable of cleansing the soul yet carrying an endless, eerie, and alluring power, rang out without warning from the depths of everyone's soul.

The moment that sound rang out, whether it was Ning Qingcheng, Tang Zhong, and Yu Yuanzu who were struggling to resist the invasion of the ghost domain, or Guan Yue, Leng Yulai, and Long Xiao who were engaged in fierce battle, or even Wu Changkong and others who were fighting fiercely in the carriage, they all felt as if a huge rock had been thrown into their sea of ​​consciousness.

A vast, boundless, and extremely condensed spiritual force, almost tangible, crashed down like an invisible mountain.

"puff!"

Yu Yuanzu was the first to be hit. He was fighting with all his might against the Ghost Domain and Gu Chenyu's sea of ​​blood. Caught off guard, he was struck by this mental shock, causing his blood to churn and nearly spit out a mouthful of blood. He was horrified and cried out in alarm:

"Divine Origin Realm spiritual power? Who is it? Could it be... Han Tianyi, the Deputy Tower Master of the Spirit Transmission Tower, has personally arrived?"

"You're so cold!"

Gui Yan cursed angrily, and a huge ghostly claw, accompanied by a chilling wind that tore through space, slammed down on Yu Yuanzu's head without any hesitation.

"My wife is not comparable to someone like Han Tianyi."

"You're dead meat! Today I'm going to shove your shit-filled faucet up your own asshole and let you taste what it's like to be self-produced and self-consumed!"

"Hey kid, don't be so angry."

"We should be gentle. At least, we should dig out his intestines, cut off his hands, and then make him catch the filth with his own hands and stuff it back into his ass, hee hee."

A clear, sweet, and slightly reproachful girl's voice rang out in the darkness like a silver bell, instantly dispelling the hostility in Gui Yan's words.

In the darkness, a petite figure skipped and hopped out.

She looked to be only about eighteen years old, and was about 1.7 meters tall, which is considered relatively short for a normal Soul Master in the Douluo Continent.

Her small face was exquisitely sculpted, and her big eyes blinked brightly, radiating pure innocence.

She wore two cute double buns on her head. As she jumped, the buns came undone, and two long, shiny black braids hung down from the sides of her head, reaching all the way to the ground. They swayed from side to side with her movements, looking just like two long rabbit ears.

She wore a cool short top and skirt, revealing her fair and slender arms and straight and long legs, exuding youthful vitality.

However, she was carrying a huge bell that seemed completely out of place for her petite frame.

The bell was dark gold in color, more than a meter in diameter, and its surface was engraved with countless twisted and strange runes, emitting a chilling aura.

"Hello!" The girl tilted her head, revealing an innocent and radiant smile, her voice cloyingly sweet. "My name is Nanali, but of course, you can also call me—Dark Bell!"

The words "Dark Bell" truly startled everyone.

If Harosa is the most powerful person in the Dark Division of the Spirit Pagoda, and Guiyan is the steady and reliable leader, then the Dark Bell represents the first controller in the Dark Division!

He is also the most mysterious member of the Dark Department.

Their cultivation level and the abilities they possess are unknown.

As she spoke, Nanali gently shook the huge dark gold bell in her right hand.

"Jingle Bell--"

Another clear, crisp sound rang out.

This time, the sound was no longer limited to a soul impact, but transformed into a visible, emerald-green solid sound wave.

The sound waves spread rapidly like ripples on water, perfectly merging with the light emitted by the nine spirit rings that quietly rose beneath her feet—three black, four red, and two orange.

Even more terrifying, following the emerald green sound wave, countless dark green, distorted-faced vengeful spirits, exuding an overwhelming aura of resentment, surged wildly out of the bell like volcanic lava erupting from the depths of hell, accompanied by a shrill scream loud enough to tear eardrums.

"Whoa-!"

"Ahhhh——!"

These vengeful spirits seemed endless, instantly filling the entire area of ​​the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons.

Ignoring physical defenses, they frantically pounced on the bodies of the three powerful sects, tearing at their souls.

Wherever the emerald green sound waves passed, soul power stagnates and the mind becomes confused!
Under the shrieks of vengeful spirits, the soul trembles and the will collapses.

(End of this chapter)