Chapter 1339: Chapter 1326: Ghost Lord Cang Xun, Immortal Realm Past Events_1 Chapter 1339: Chapter 1326: Ghost Lord Cang Xun, Immortal Realm Past Events_1 *Splash.*
The turbulent Dark River flowed endlessly, and the sound of rushing water ca from the front.
“Stop!”
Little Kingfisher suddenly broke out in cold sweat, ordering everyone to halt.
*Chirp chirp.*
A sparrow mistakenly entered Nether Mountain and flew over the Dark River. As if touching a Void barrier, it exploded into a mist of blood with a bang.
The instant the blood mist dissipated into nothingness, the Dark River echoed with an undulating flute tune.
As the flute sounded, the river transford, forming a massive whirlpool from which countless ghostly shadows erged.
“Underworld Soldiers!”
Little Kingfisher’s eyes widened in shock.
For the usually haughty, dismissive Divine Beast, this was a rare mont of dread.
Roars loud enough to pierce eardrums rang out as throngs of Underworld Soldiers ard with spears and shields sward out of the Dark River.
“Ah!”
Yi Xian’er scread in terror and, without thinking, flung herself into Feng Yi’s arms.
Feng Yi’s mouth twitched, overwheld by shock, and his mind went blank, not managing to push her away in ti.
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At the critical mont, Qing Yuan bit her tongue and spat out three drops of blood essence, using her bloodstained fingers to rapidly trace a series of complex and profound incantations in mid-air.
The mont the incantations were completed, the runes spun rapidly, sending dazzling golden light shooting up into the sky, piercing the heavens.
The dense Yin energy enveloping Nether Mountain vanished instantly as sunlight broke through the clouds, showering the earth.
The roars abruptly ceased. As the sunlight appeared, the ghostly eyes of the Underworld Soldiers turned green with fear, and no matter how the flute urged them forward, they wouldn’t dare to advance any further.
“Hmph! A bunch of trash.”
The flute music stopped abruptly as a tall, black-robed figure with ink-black hair erged from the whirlpool.
As soon as the figure appeared, the tide of Underworld Soldiers retreated, flowing back into the whirlpool, and the river gradually returned to its calm state.
“Ghost Lord, Cang Xun!”
Little Kingfisher cried out in surprise, and Qing Yuan’s eyes darkened as her nerves tensed up suddenly.
The Jinghong Divine Sword humd as it automatically flew out of its sheath and into her palm.
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Ghost Lord Cang Xun, the supre ruler of the Ghost Realm second only to the Ghost Emperor.
He had a stubborn temper and was ruthless and rciless.
In her previous life, Lin Qingluo had been the most fearso and troubleso figure of the Ghost Realm in the Immortal Realm; there was no one else like him.
Since her rebirth, she had been deliberately avoiding places laden with negative Yin energy to evade encounters with old enemies from the Ghost Realm, which would bring unnecessary trouble.
However, fate wasn’t on her side. To her complete dismay, she had ended up facing Cang Xun in their first narrow encounter.
She and Cang Xun had a history dating back to the year she first ascended to the rank of Immortal Monarch.
That year, she had just been promoted to Immortal Monarch and was full of pride as she advanced to the Abyss of No Bounds, the eerie and terrifying intersection of the Immortal, Demon, and Ghost Realms, for her trial.
Alone, she and her sword had ventured into the forbidden area infested with Extraterritorial Heavenly Demons, brutally fought off mutated Poisonous Beasts, and slain Soul-devouring Demons.
For three days and nights, she had carried out a bloody massacre in the Abyss of No Bounds, leaving a trail of corpses and blood in her wake.
In the end, her nerves had been eroded by the killing intent, her eyes had turned red, and she had beco a terrifying sight, like a god of death in the mortal world, wielding a sword that could split the heavens and the earth.
By chance, Cang Xun happened to be investigating the instability of a Void portal nearby. He had detected a hidden collapse danger, and had personally co to check it out with a team.
They inevitably crossed paths. Both an Immortal and a Ghost, they were headstrong, hot-tempered, and fierce rivals, disliking each other intensely.
Since they couldn’t see eye-to-eye, they started fighting the mont they t.
Their battle had lasted three days and three nights, tearing the Void apart and changing the color of the heavens and the earth.
By the ti the Immortal Emperor and the Ghost Emperor, the supre rulers of their respective realms, noticed the anomaly, the Void portal connecting the Three Realms had already collapsed.
Seizing the opportunity, the Demon Race had invaded, launching a massive attack on both realms.
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