The crimson fog that had almost completely enveloped the entire back garden dissipated quickly and soon vanished without a trace.
This kind of fog originated from Chi Lian; with Chi Lian dead, it was like duckweed without roots and could not continue to exist on its own.
Sheathing the God-Slaying Blade, Chen Hai surveyed his surroundings.
The originally beautiful garden was now a complete ss.
The shade-giving green trees were littered with broken branches and decaying leaves, and the once vibrant flowers in the flowerbeds had withered away under the corrosion of the blood-red fog.
What was even more unbearable to look at were the countless white bones left scattered across the garden, remnants from the huge skeleton that White Bone had conjured, now covering almost every area.
"Spend over a hundred thousand Spirit Coins on a garden, with its essence right here in the back garden. After the rampage of those two from the Nether Land, my mansion has at least halved in value. What bad luck!"
His face clearly not looking great, Chen Hai huffed.
He walked slowly to the spot where Chi Lian and White Bone had died and searched around.
Those two from the Nether Land were indeed as poor as church mice, not to ntion loot, aside from the white bones scattered everywhere, he couldn’t find a single thing.
He had spent a significant amount of money to purchase this mansion and had settled in it just wishing for so peace, wanting nothing more than to quietly engage in cultivation.
But now, not only had his cultivation been disturbed, but after exerting quite a bit of effort to kill Chi Lian and White Bone, he hadn’t gained any advantage from it, which made him quite uncomfortable!
"Those devils and ghosts from the Nether Land are truly despicable, taking the initiative to attack here, but why didn’t they think to bring along one or two Spiritual Treasures?"
"Otherwise, after killing them, I would at least have so gains, unlike now, unable to get even a single hair."
"Still, Wu ng is rather sensible. Even though he isn’t a match for and brings treasures, in all honesty, I wouldn’t have the heart to seriously hurt him."
"If those two from the Nether Land, Chi Lian and White Bone, had followed Wu ng’s example, how could they have lost their lives here!"
With a stern face, Chen Hai muttered to himself.
Looking at the white bones strewn all around, he waved his hand, and a blaze of fire burst forth, with flas soaring up.
In just a few breaths’ ti, the white bones scattered on the ground had been burned to ash.
After extinguishing the flas, Chen Hai looked around again.
Although the white bones had disappeared, the exquisite back garden was now charred and blackened everywhere.
The more he looked, the more uncomfortable he felt, feeling like he had made a huge loss this ti.
"When have I, Chen Hai, ever made a loss in my deals while traveling all over?"
"Inside Mang Mountain City, disasters that suddenly appear every few years are obviously those from the Nether Land reaping lives."
"Although Chi Lian and White Bone are already dead by my hand, there should be more people from the Nether Land than just those two."
"Why not take a stroll out there? See if I can find their accomplices, and get them to compensate for the significant loss here?"
...
Thoughts spun wildly in his mind, and it didn’t take long for Chen Hai to make a decision.
A night perfect for murder with the moon shrouded in darkness, and a good ti to set fires with the wind howling.
During his ti living in the mining district, Chen Hai had already developed the habit of wandering aimlessly under the thick cover of the night.
Tonight’s weather was quite decent, not exhibiting the howling winds sweeping across all corners, but the dense night made the entire Mang Mountain City appear haze-shrouded.
Having made up his mind to pursue the responsibility of the Nether Land and to reclaim compensation from the companions of Chi Lian and White Bone, Chen Hai’s figure flickered, lting into the night and vanishing from sight.
"Hee hee... Haha... Hee hee... Haha..."
Within a pitch-black and deep alley, a ghostly figure seemingly a child’s height at less than one ter, busily hopped and skipped along.
Whenever it passed a residence, it would briefly stop and emit a strange laugh from its mouth.
Without a doubt, this was also a ghost, one of the companions of Chi Lian and White Bone.
Although this group of beings would co out to hunt at the fall of night, they were relatively restrained for the ti being, rely spreading fear without truly embarking on a killing spree.
Of course, indulging in an appetizer while spreading fear was definitely indispensable.
Like this childlike ghostly figure now threading through the dark alley, once it found a target it deed appetizing, it passed through the walls like nothing, entering a mansion that spanned nearly an acre.
Imdiately after, screams along with the weird crunching noises started to rise and fall incessantly.
The place called Mang Mountain City was originally established by the Nether Land to pen in the human tribes.
For that reason, the Inheriting True thod was strictly controlled throughout the entire city.
Ordinary people knew at best so superficial Dharma thods, and chances to acquire the true inheritance to step into the realms of True Immortals were extrely slim.
It was precisely due to these kinds of restrictions that so very few Cultivators above the realm of True Immortals were seen within Mang Mountain City.
The small-statured, childlike ghostly figure was known as Evil Infant.
"Devil, et your end!" bellowed an angry shout from within a chamber of the mansion.
Imdiately after, the whole chamber exploded, and a tall figure leapt up from a secret chamber beneath the room.
Those who could establish a mansion like this had so strength to their na.
The man who had just burst from underground was called Ning Wudi, the old ancestor of the Ning Family, with exceptional talent. Relying on an incomplete Cultivation Technique, he had stepped into the realm of True Immortals.
However, due to the incomplete inheritance, he had always remained at the threshold of the True Immortal realm, never able to make further progress.
Looking at the several mbers of the Ning Clan lying on the ground, then at a woman from the Ning family nearby, her face full of terror and her belly swollen as if ten months pregnant, his eyes beca bloodshot as he roared in anger.
"Hee hee... Haha..." A creepy laugh intermittently ca from the woman’s stomach.
Holding a blood-colored war blade, Ning Wudi wanted to slash the woman in two, but despite such thoughts, he ultimately couldn’t bring himself to do it.
After all, the woman with a bulging belly was his most dearly loved direct granddaughter.
Just as he hesitated, the woman’s flesh withered, her hair turned gray and sparse. The Evil Infant inside tore open the belly of the woman and directly burst out.
"A True Immortal? My luck isn’t too bad; I knew there would be so delectable food here!"
Evil Infant let out a couple of weird laughs looking at Ning Wudi.
The next mont, it transford into a streak of black light, fast as lightning, shooting towards Ning Wudi’s position.
Almost at the sa ti at Ning Mansion’s main gate, Chen Hai erged from the darkness, revealed his figure, kicked open the door, and strode inside.
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