At the same time, a burst of wild laughter echoed from the mysterious stone chamber that Dongfang Ya had previously broken into.
"Haha, this lord has finally sensed the Nether Bone Flute. Shenguang boy, you can't seal me!"
The blood-red array on the ground flickered with an eerie red light, and the Yin Sha(阴煞: negative energy) aura attached to it once again condensed into the powerful evil ghost.
With the wild laughter, the evil ghost directly sat cross-legged on the ground, its two ghostly hands changing rapidly, performing secret techniques like a human cultivator.
After a while, the evil ghost's eyes lit up, and with a single hand, it grabbed a gray light from the void, which was the bone flute that had flown away from Zhang Ling's side.
The evil ghost chuckled strangely, and the bone flute flew directly into its body.
Immediately, the evil ghost's originally illusory body gradually solidified, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into an old man with gray hair.
Meanwhile, Miss Ruolan, hidden in the ghost mist, also sensed something at the same time, and looked up at the sky.
Above her head was still a patch of ghost mist, and above that were layers of silver thunderclouds.
But her eyes saw a streak of cyan lightning falling quickly. A flash of lightning in front of her eyes, and a flying sword had already been inserted beside her feet, rippling with a verdant sword hum.
Miss Ruolan had never seen this flying sword, but she could sense that this flying sword was attached to her own aura, like a cultivator's natal magic weapon.
With a thought, the lightning on the flying sword instantly converged, turning into an ordinary cyan flying sword, and flew into her hand.
The flying sword vibrated very skillfully in her hand, extremely spiritual.
As soon as she grasped this flying sword, Miss Ruolan felt an extremely familiar feeling. A faint consciousness entered her sea of consciousness.
"Ruolan, you're awake."
...
On Zhang Ling's side, his face lit up with joy, and the black round bead in his hand lit up with a black light, with looming shadows appearing on it.
Taking a closer look, Zhang Ling was about to examine the information on it carefully. Suddenly, the black round bead shook and emitted a cloud of black mist, blowing on his face.
Zhang Ling thought it was bad, but it was too late to react. Although he was covered by the protection of the Yellow Luo Umbrella(黄罗伞: Yellow Luo Umbrella, a protective artifact), this cloud of black mist rushed onto his face without any hindrance. The defense was ineffective.
His figure stopped immediately, his whole body covered in black mist.
The black mist formed quickly and dissipated quickly, disappearing in two or three breaths.
Zhang Ling was still standing in place, but in fact, there was nothing serious, just frowning, sensing the information in his sea of consciousness.
The black mist that rushed onto his face was just the divine sense aura of a cultivator, information recorded with weak divine sense power.
What was recorded above was not a cultivation technique or secret art, nor was it a message for Miss Ruolan.
Instead, it was a record of Shenguang Zhenren's(神光真人: real person Shenguang) life. Zhang Ling was very surprised by the records inside.
Because the recorded events were actually greatly related to the Ghost King Sect.
Or rather, the disappearance of the Ghost King Sect was caused by Shenguang Zhenren(神光真人: real person Shenguang).
To be precise, Shenguang Zhenren's(神光真人: real person Shenguang) spiritual root aptitude was not outstanding. According to normal cultivation, the chance of forming a core was not high.
However, his opportunity was not small. In an accidental treasure hunt with several cultivators, he entered this place and obtained the inheritance of the Minshen Palace.
This Minshen Palace was originally the cave dwelling of an ancient Loose Immortal(散修: independent cultivator) in the Transformation God stage, named Fuguan Laoren(浮光老人: old person Fuguan).
After obtaining the inheritance here, Shenguang Zhenren's(神光真人: real person Shenguang) cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, easily condensing a Nascent Soul.
However, Shenguang Zhenren(神光真人: real person Shenguang) had a knot in his heart, which was Miss Ruolan.
This woman was harmed by the enemy when he was in the Foundation Establishment stage, leaving only a wisp of remnant soul.
Zhang Ling had actually seen this experience truthfully in the illusion in that pavilion.
Shenguang Zhenren(神光真人: real person Shenguang) had always wanted to save Miss Ruolan.
But even if he achieved Nascent Soul cultivation, he was still powerless. Watching Miss Ruolan, the weak remnant soul was about to dissipate.
Miss Ruolan, who only had a wisp of remnant soul, couldn't even seize a body.
Shenguang Zhenren(神光真人: real person Shenguang) knew that ordinary methods could not achieve the goal, researched many secret methods, and finally came up with the idea of using Ghost Dao secret techniques.
At that time, the Ghost King Sect was the most powerful Ghost Dao sect on the human race's side.
Shenguang Zhenren(神光真人: real person Shenguang) secretly sneaked into the Ghost King Sect, wanting to steal the core cultivation techniques and secret arts of the Ghost King Sect.
However, after lurking for a period of time, Shenguang Zhenren(神光真人: real person Shenguang) discovered that the Ghost King Sect was secretly planning something.
At that time, the Ghost King Sect was secretly building an ancient teleportation array.
After the teleportation array was built, a large number of elite cultivators from the Ghost King Sect secretly went to a mysterious space through the teleportation array.
Seeing this, Zhang Ling felt very surprised. According to what he knew, the Ghost King Sect did mysteriously perish as an entire sect about ten thousand years ago.
The Ghost King Sect's(鬼王宗: Ghost King Sect) strength at that time was not small, with three great cultivators in the late stage of Nascent Soul, and many powerful ghost spirits were also raised in the sect.
That secret teleportation directly took away 70 to 80 percent of the Ghost King Sect's(鬼王宗: Ghost King Sect) foundation, and more than a dozen Nascent Soul-level cultivators went. The remaining disciples were all Golden Core or higher combat power.
Shenguang Zhenren(神光真人: real person Shenguang) was hiding his cultivation at the time, playing the role of a Golden Core disciple. Shenguang Zhenren(神光真人: real person Shenguang) obtained the inheritance of the Minshen Palace and cultivated a top illusion technique.
With his Nascent Soul stage cultivation performing superb illusions, even great cultivators could not see it.
The secret space they were teleported to was filled with Yin spirits and ghosts, as well as an environment full of space cracks.
The Ghost King Sect seemed to be looking for something, but they encountered several great demon ghosts in it. Instead, they suffered heavy casualties, and only two or three people came out in the end.
This passage is only a few words and does not describe it in detail.
However, from the information, Zhang Ling also sensed a trace of fear left by Shenguang Zhenren(神光真人: real person Shenguang).
Now this experience is unusual.
In the end, it only said that after coming out, he obtained the Quiet Heart Green Lotus and a mysterious ghost flower. He fed them to Miss Ruolan, which preserved Miss Ruolan's wisp of remnant soul. But still could not wake Ruolan.
Instead, the death aura on Miss Ruolan's body became even stronger.
Shenguang Zhenren(神光真人: real person Shenguang) took the opportunity at that time to kill the remaining Nascent Soul old monsters of the Ghost King Sect. From them, he obtained many secret techniques of the Ghost King Sect.
The information in this divine sense aura ended here abruptly.
Zhang Ling couldn't help but smack his tongue, feeling that this matter might not be over.
Shenguang Zhenren's(神光真人: real person Shenguang) experience was so bizarre, and there were many great demon ghosts in that mysterious space. Zhang Ling thought of the Netherworld Underworld that he had discussed with Lan Que before.
I wonder if it is that kind of extremely special space.
Zhang Ling couldn't help but glance at the ghost domain area at the foot of the mountain. Miss Ruolan hid in it and even cultivated into a ten thousand year zombie king, and her consciousness was restored to clarity.
It seems that Shenguang Zhenren's(神光真人: real person Shenguang) goal was indeed achieved, but whether this alternative method can be considered a true resurrection.
Zombies are extremely special monsters.
Although there is a method of refining corpses in the world of cultivation, which can refine zombies. But the refined zombies have never been able to maintain their pre-mortem consciousness, and will only become bloodthirsty monsters.
Of course, he has heard of some zombies that are naturally formed in some natural environments, and it is possible to restore some of their pre-mortem consciousness.
Even high-level zombie intelligence is not weaker than human cultivators.
Zhang Ling looked at the ghost mist at the foot of the mountain, thinking wildly while walking.
Suddenly, he gave a light exclamation, and saw that the ghost mist covering hundreds of miles was turning.
This ghost domain Yin mist has been lingering for a long time. It was already rotating slowly, but at this moment, in his eyes, the flow of the ghost mist became much faster.
It was actually rapidly converging towards the central area.
The rumbling sound also entered his ears at this moment. Looking up, the silver thunderclouds in the sky were also churning wildly, and at the same time, pressing down.
Gradually forming huge thundercloud vortexes, releasing even more violent thunder and fire power.
"Could it be... she's starting to undergo tribulation."
Zhang Ling immediately realized what this situation represented.
He also stopped his escape light and no longer went down the mountain. This Shenguang Mountain is not far from there, only a hundred miles away.
It would not be good if he was affected by this terrifying thunder tribulation.
With the churning of ghost mist and thunderclouds, the ground also trembled.
The whistling wind emitted a piercing cry. A gust of wind also flowed in the heaven and earth without warning. As if a storm was about to come.
In the mountain valley below, the ghost mist surged like waves, and the covered area had shrunk by more than half. But the Yin Sha(阴煞: negative energy) aura was even stronger.
At this time, rays of red light rose from the ghost mist, and the wailing of ghosts continued.
Zhang Ling swept his divine sense and found that the red light was wrapped in bronze pillars. These were the many bronze pillars previously found in the ghost mist.
The runes on these bronze pillars kept flashing, and they actually sucked all the ghost spirits in the ghost mist onto them.
Turning into strands of blood-red streamers, they intertwined and entangled together, forming a huge red light cover that cover the core area of the ghost mist.
"It seems to be a formation to resist thunder tribulation."
Zhang Ling muttered. Heavenly tribulation cannot be avoided, nor can it be replaced by others.
But some special formations can indeed be used to assist.
At the moment when the red formation light cover was closed, the thunderclouds in the sky seemed to be angered, and one after another, thick silver lightning intertwined and coiled together, forming a silver-white electric light that struck straight down.
Zhang Ling squinted his eyes, and even the divine sense he had released quickly retracted.
But this thick lightning bolt still made his eyes dazed for a moment. For a while, he could not see anything clearly, and could only see a vast expanse of white light.
At the same time, the mountains and rocks under his feet vibrated even more violently. Many of the mountains and rocks near that end directly cracked into countless gravel flying around.
This lightning bolt shocked Zhang Ling's heart. He had seen the Xuan Turtle undergo the Transformation Tribulation before, but compared with the situation he saw at this moment, it was more than one level worse.
This ten thousand year zombie king's thunder tribulation is indeed extraordinary.
As the first silver lightning fell, one after another, thick lightning bolts constantly intersected in front of his eyes, forming a dense thunder light.
One after another, they struck down.
The red light curtain in the ghost mist, under the terrifying lightning, flickered on and off, looking precarious.
What was even more terrifying was that the entire ghost mist, under the indiscriminate bombing of the lightning, emerged clusters of silver flames, and no matter how the ghost mist churned, it could not extinguish them.
The range of the ghost mist rapidly shrunk. Within a few breaths, large swathes of ghost mist had been stirred into smoke by the lightning.
"Silver Fire Thunder Tribulation."
Beside him, a red light flashed, and Lan Que's figure emerged.
"You recognize this kind of thunder tribulation."
Zhang Ling turned his head and asked.
"What she cultivated is a zombie body. If thunder tribulation descends, it will naturally not be an ordinary thunder tribulation. That inextinguishable silver thunder fire is specifically for burning corpse evil aura."
Lan Que also explained expressionlessly, suddenly turning her head to look at the other side and said, "Someone is coming."
Saying that, Lan Que turned into a flame and directly drilled into Zhang Ling's sleeves, hiding.
Zhang Ling was stunned for a moment, and swept his divine sense. He also noticed a escaping light approaching quickly. He immediately recognized the aura of that escaping light.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, I finally met you."
A joyful voice came from the escaping light, and Dongfang Ya flew over.
"Fellow Daoist Dongfang."
Seeing Dongfang Ya, Zhang Ling was quite surprised. Calculating the time, it has not been long since he separated from this woman. Only a little over a day.
This woman was able to rush over quickly, presumably, she was not far from his position just now. However, seeing that her face was a little pale, it seemed that she had consumed a lot of spiritual power.
"Do you know what's going on over there? That sea of thunderclouds suddenly became so violent, and there's a patch of ghost mist below. It's not right."
Dongfang Ya came to the side, put away her smile, looked at the thunder light in the distance below the mountain, and asked with a strange look on her face, puzzled.
"That's thunder tribulation."
"Thunder tribulation, how is that possible? Is there some kind of monster undergoing tribulation?"
Hearing the words thunder tribulation, Dongfang Ya's face stiffened, and she cried out in disbelief.
"There is indeed a powerful existence in that ghost mist. A ten thousand year zombie king who is not weaker than the late stage of Nascent Soul."
Zhang Ling did not hide anything and briefly explained the situation of encountering Miss Ruolan.
There was nothing to hide about this, and he still had a trace of doubt about Miss Ruolan. After all, the situation of those two treasures flying away in the back mountain was a bit unusual.
If Miss Ruolan passes the thunder tribulation and makes things difficult for him, it is hard to say. Telling Dongfang Ya in advance, if they really face off, they will have to fight together.
Hearing Zhang Ling's explanation, Dongfang Ya's face changed several times, and she still looked incredulous.
"Ten thousand year zombie king, there really is such an existence in the world of cultivation. Listening to you, that Miss Ruolan, may be the Dao companion of that Shenguang Zhenren(神光真人: real person Shenguang), and is now undergoing thunder tribulation. It is really a strange thing."
Dongfang Ya muttered to herself, her expression becoming even more worried.
Seeing Dongfang Ya looking so worried, Zhang Ling smiled.
"Fellow Daoist doesn't need to worry too much. I have an agreement with her, so she shouldn't make things difficult for us. Moreover, after passing the thunder tribulation, she will be in a weak state. Even if she has bad intentions, we don't have to be afraid."
Dongfang Ya slowly shook her head.
"What I'm worried about is not this matter. Fellow Daoist Zhang, do you know that there is another monster in this place that is not weaker than the ten thousand year zombie king, a powerful ghost spirit."
This news made Zhang Ling's expression change slightly. There was actually a ghost spirit in the late stage of Nascent Soul hidden in the grass.
Could it also be related to Shenguang Zhenren(神光真人: real person Shenguang)? Zhang Ling felt that there might be some secrets hidden in this place.
The rumbling thunder continued to explode in his ears, and the thunder light in front of him became thicker and heavier.
One after another, silver lightning gathered into countless huge thunderballs and crashed down. The ghost domain where Miss Ruolan was hiding had been completely covered by terrifying thunder and fire.
The Yin Sha(阴煞: negative energy) ghost mist in that area had been pressed down and could not be seen.
The silver lightning in the sky intertwined, forming a massive silver dragon that descended with a shake of its head and a wag of its tail.
With an earth-shattering roar, a blinding white light filled the view, so intense it was impossible to open one's eyes. Countless silver bolts of lightning permeated the heavens and the earth.
