This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

Qingfeng stopped pretending and opened his eyes, got up, and sat on the ground to examine the female ghost in front of him.

"A mortal? No... who exactly are you?"

The blood on the female ghost receded little by little, and she began to reveal her true appearance.

To Qingfeng's surprise, this female ghost already had a physical body, but her body was different from that of a living person, and the blood and qi flowing in her body were not those of a living person, but yin qi.

Moreover, his cultivation level is almost comparable to that of a human martial arts immortal.

He is an extremely powerful being; no wonder he dares to call himself the Ghost Emperor.

Qingfeng sat on the ground, smiled, and with a gentle exertion of his arm, the chain binding him broke.

He rested one hand on his knee and the other on his chin, scrutinizing the female ghost's body.

"So, when you ghosts cultivate to the highest level, you can actually transform the illusory into the real and condense a physical body..."

The female ghost had a cold look in her eyes, and a bad feeling crept into her heart.

She couldn't see through Qingfeng's cultivation level at all; he looked like an ordinary mortal.

But she knew that Qingfeng could not possibly be an ordinary person.

Thinking of this, the female ghost's expression suddenly changed, transforming from cold and serious to delicate and charming.

"What? Interested in my body? How about... you try it?"

After saying that, the ornate robe on the female ghost's body began to slowly slip off, revealing her slightly pale body.

Perhaps due to its own condensation after birth, the female ghost's form can be described as the ultimate perfection.

Even the most beautiful woman in the world might not have such a perfect body.

The undulating waves of her chest and the graceful curves of her waist are enough to make most men in the world swoon.

Unfortunately, the man sitting in front of her was no ordinary man.

Qingfeng looked at the female ghost with amusement, openly examining her body, and clicked his tongue in disapproval.

"Tsk tsk tsk... He's not even human, he has no shame whatsoever, he's like a... beast..."

The female ghost's alluring expression froze instantly, turning into one of shame and anger.

As he put his robes back on, a terrifying aura of malevolent energy erupted.

A layer of frost instantly settled over the entire palace.

"court death..."

The female ghost let out a fierce shout, and her figure transformed into a wisp of green smoke that rushed towards us.

Qingfeng still didn't get up, but casually raised his hand and threw a punch.

However, the punch landed as if it hit thin air.

The female ghost passed right through his fist, her ghostly claws viciously grabbing at Qingfeng.

In an instant, a golden light appeared, and Qingfeng's entire body was enveloped in the golden light.

The Golden Light Mantra protects against all evil.

The female ghost was flung away, revealing her true form, and fell to the other side of the blood pool. She looked at Qingfeng, who was surrounded by golden light, with fear in her eyes.

"Your ghost form can switch between reality and illusion at will?"

"If it were an ordinary martial artist, they probably would have fallen for your tricks. Unfortunately for them, you've met me..."

"We Taoist priests are the most professional at catching ghosts..."

Qingfeng smiled faintly, flipped his hand, and a stack of talismans appeared in his hand.

With a wave of his hand, the talisman instantly landed on the walls, doors, and windows around the palace, sealing off all escape routes.

After doing all this, Qingfeng clapped his hands, walked step by step towards the female ghost, and asked:

"How long have you been entrenched here?"

The female ghost ignored him and leaped into the air, spreading her arms wide.

In an instant, countless evil energies erupted, transforming into a gigantic ghost that lunged at Qingfeng.

The ghost was like a forced composite of countless people, with countless faces of various colors and deformed limbs on its body.

Qingfeng frowned slightly, feeling a wave of nausea.

He had absolutely no patience for this kind of thing.

With one hand held together in front of his chest, streaks of lightning swirled around Qingfeng's body.

He quickly made hand seals and chanted incantations:

"The Five Thunder Gods, majestic and awe-inspiring; they drive away evil and suppress malevolent forces, cleansing all directions... Imperial decree..."

In an instant, a dazzling burst of lightning erupted.

Before the enormous, terrifying monster could even get close, its body began to turn to ashes inch by inch.

A series of piercing roars echoed throughout the palace, sending chills down the spines of those who heard them.

The female ghost stared at the scene in disbelief, her body trembling uncontrollably.

"Who exactly is this person?"

The female ghost had long hated the ghost disguised as a scholar. If he hadn't brought Qingfeng with him, she wouldn't have been in such a dangerous situation.

At this moment, the female ghost had no intention of continuing to fight Qingfeng. She could feel that Qingfeng's power completely suppressed the ghostly energy in her body, and she had no chance to fight back in front of Qingfeng.

Just as the lightning was about to disappear, the female ghost transformed into a wisp of green smoke and flew out of the palace.

Although she was very fast, Qingfeng still managed to discover her intentions.

However, Qingfeng ignored her and instead stood with his hands behind his back, quietly watching the female ghost escape.

"ah..."

Just as the female ghost crashed into the window, a golden light suddenly burst forth, and the female ghost let out a shrill scream, bouncing back directly.

Even the ghostly aura emanating from her seemed to have dissipated considerably.

Qingfeng looked at her with a half-smile and explained:

"I have sealed off all the exits; you cannot escape. You'd better obediently answer a few questions, and I will personally guide you to the afterlife..."

The female ghost looked on in terror, staring at Qingfeng's faint smile as if she had seen the most terrifying thing in the world. She couldn't help but take steps back, as if Qingfeng was the devil himself.

"Who...who are you?"

The female ghost asked in a trembling voice.

Qingfeng smiled, thinking that it was good that they could communicate.

"I am Qingfeng, the head of the Taoist sect."

"It's quite a coincidence. I was just fishing on the Luo River when you, little ghost from the underworld, kept bothering me and brought me here."

"Since we're already here, we should do something, don't you think?"

The female ghost almost cursed inwardly, wondering which fool, unafraid of death, had dared to provoke such a powerful being.

"What exactly do you want to ask?"

"The female ghost asked."

Qingfeng smiled and nodded, saying:

"That's a much better attitude."

The female ghost pursed her lips, and decided she wasn't so scared anymore. She struggled to get up, walked to the edge of the blood pool, and talked to Qingfeng across the pool.

"My first question is, this place is a gathering place of Yin energy, and it is also nourished by the spiritual energy of the Luo River. It is an excellent place to cultivate Yin."

"It's quite reasonable for you ghosts to linger here. With such advantageous conditions, why don't you cultivate diligently instead of going out to harm mortals?"

"You must have killed quite a few people over the years, right?"