God Emperor

Wuchang Xinkong naturally didnt want to charge into the Ghost Den. After all, the rules of survival in the netherworld were ten times or a hundred times those in Kunluns Field. The dead souls had to devour each other to keep getting stronger.

Once she charged into the Ghost Den, she could very possibly die. However, the netherworld was too vast. Even a Wuchang wasnt clear about the dangers in every place. Thus, her fear was understandable.

It took half a month after that. After experiencing many bloody battles and passing through six Ghost King territories, they finally arrived to the border of Ghost King Shenchus territory.

After this half month, Zhang Ruochen, Captain Rat, Mu Lingxi, and Han Xue were all exhausted. Theyd suffered many attacks. Once, theyd almost all died in a canyon. Thankfully, Zhang Ruochen cast the Universal Spiritual Map at the most critical moment and put everyone in the scroll world.

On the other hand, Blackie wasnt hurt at all. It was still very energetic.

Along the way, Wuchang Xinkong was secretly surprised by the groups combat ability. They didnt have high cultivations, but each was more amazing than the last.

If the Monks of the living world were all as powerful as them, Wuchang Xinkong doubted the Ghost Kings whod gone could really take over the living world.

“With your cultivation, it truly shocked me that you can reach the territory of Ghost King Shenchu,” Wuchang Xinkong said. “However, I still have to warn you. You can still retreat now. If you continue, itll only get more dangerous.”

Even Wuchang Xinkong was very unwilling to enter Ghost King Shenchus territory.

But Zhang Ruochen was insistent. He showed no sign of retreating. “Where exactly did the god die?” he asked. “Take us there immediately.”

“Its my first time here too,” Wuchang Xinkong said. “I only heard before that a gods body fell from the sky and landed in a vast field.”

“So you dont know the specific location either?”

“No.”