Lingyun and Dasheng exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

The Great Sage's Way:

"This pale-faced scholar is no ordinary person; he has actually created a field that is different from the existing space-time!"

Ling Yun nodded, his tone tinged with surprise:

"This seems to be a ghost domain, similar to a sword domain, but it is obviously incomplete."

"However, this pale-faced scholar is quite remarkable to be able to create a ghost realm. If he hadn't encountered us, he would have been invincible within the ghost realm."

The Ghost Realm is a powerful field created by top-tier ghost cultivators, essentially creating a new world that transcends the original world.

In the Ghost Realm, the pale-faced scholar is the ruler, the master of the world, and can suppress everything.

The premise is that the realm cannot exceed one's own by too much. If one's realm exceeds the third realm, the white-faced scholar can fight back and forth, but if one's realm is below the third realm, one can directly suppress him.

The reason why the pale-faced scholar dared to deal with Ling Yun and his group even though he knew they were very strong was because of the Ghost Domain.

He was confident that Lingyun and the others would not surpass him by three realms.

Each of the 108 ghost cultivators held a three-foot-long black flag and planted it in the ground.

The 108 black flags can not only suppress the strength of Ling Yun and others, but also summon powerful beings.

Almost instantly, the ghost cultivators planted the black flag and returned to the white-faced scholar's side.

The moment the black flag was planted, a dense aura of the underworld crashed down, accompanied by chilling winds and ghostly howls.

Apart from Ling Yun, the Great Sage, and the Golden Lion, everyone else's cultivation level was suppressed.

The terrifying atmosphere and environment made Lingxi and Lingshan tremble with fear.

With the formation complete, the pale-faced scholar opened his folding fan, his face beaming with joy, and said:

"You are all good seeds to become ghost immortals. I do not want to force you. Shatter your own essences and become ghost cultivators!"

Upon hearing this, the Great Sage was stunned.

"I've encountered many powerful demons, monsters, and other evil spirits back then, but this is the first time I've seen someone so pretentious!"

Ling Yun laughed:

"You'll get used to it. This guy is being quite subtle. You haven't seen the other cultivators we've encountered before; they were even more pretentious!"

Seeing that Ling Yun and the Great Sage showed no fear whatsoever, and even the yellow-haired lion beside the Great Sage was yawning, the smile on the pale-faced scholar's face gradually disappeared.

He felt offended.

"A bluff!" the pale-faced scholar sneered.

"You must be feeling very anxious right now, but you're too proud to show it!"

As he spoke, the pale-faced scholar looked at Ling Yun, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes.

"You were the one who killed the ghost cultivator I sent to the Da Gan Dynasty, weren't you? That was my third disciple!"

Upon hearing this, Abao whispered:

"Brother, is he talking about that Taoist priest who wanted to take Li Shan Qinglian and her husband away?"

Ling Yun nodded, "It's that Taoist priest!"

"That means he, like that Taoist priest, was willing to beat living people to death and shatter their spirits to make them ghost slaves!"

When he spoke, Abao's voice was filled with anger and gritted teeth.

There are many cultivators in this world who, for their own selfish reasons, disregard human life!

"Haha..." the pale-faced scholar said:

“Young man, you’re right! The 108 ghost generals behind me, and the ghost cultivators in the endless coffins, were all geniuses in life.”

They are all figures who could become ghost immortals.

Few of them could become Nascent Soul cultivators if they were alive, but they can become ghost cultivators under my guidance after they die.

"I'm helping them!"

Hearing such shameless words, A Bao pointed at the pale-faced scholar and angrily said:

"What utter nonsense! You make taking a life sound so righteous! You deserve to die! No! You're already dead, so die again!"

The pale-faced scholar glanced at A Bao, not taking it seriously, and raised his hand to the 108 ghost generals:

"kill!"

The next moment!

The Great Sage patted the Golden Lion's head:

"superior!"

"roar!"

The golden lion opened its huge mouth and unleashed the Golden Lion's Roar at the 108 ghost generals.

In an instant, the ghost general's soul dimmed by more than half.

Seeing this, the pale-faced scholar narrowed his eyes slightly and chuckled:

"Yo~ Not bad! It's a Golden Lion at the Fusion Realm."

The Golden Lion's cultivation was restricted by the Great Sage, and he could only exert the combat power of the Integration Realm.

Because the Great Sage is now also imprisoned at the Integration Realm.

After speaking, the pale-faced scholar closed his folding fan, and an eighteen-tailed soul-summoning banner appeared out of thin air as he opened his left palm, then suddenly plunged it into the ground.

boom!

The summoning banner unleashed a chilling, ghostly light, instantly restoring the ghost general's soul.

Upon seeing the Soul-Summoning Banner, Ling Yun and the Great Sage were both slightly taken aback, their eyes filled with shock.

"The Eighteen-Tailed Soul-Summoning Banner, a magical artifact of Zhang Shengzhi, the Ghost King of the Underworld, one of the three ancestors of the Ghost Cultivation World!"

The Great Sage exclaimed in surprise.

Ling Yun said, "No, this is one of the tails of Zhang Shengzhi's Eighteen-Tailed Soul-Summoning Banner. I didn't expect this pale-faced scholar to be able to obtain such a powerful treasure."

"Roar~"

Seeing the ghost general's soul restored, the Golden Lion was enraged.

"Buddha's light shines throughout the world!"

He raised his front paws, and a peaceful Buddhist light enveloped the ghost realm.

Instantly, the souls of all the ghost generals were illuminated by the Buddha's light, causing them to hiss and smoke.

Seeing this, the pale-faced scholar's expression darkened, and he said coldly:

"Invincible Nether Light!"

The next moment!

The eighteen-tailed soul-summoning banner emitted a dazzling ghostly light, instantly suppressing the Buddha's light until it dimmed.

The golden lion was completely enraged. He sat down cross-legged and began chanting Buddhist scriptures. His body radiated a burst of Buddhist light.

"Ten Thousand Buddhas Pay Homage!"

boom!

Eighteen towering phantom images of Buddhas appeared around the Ghost Realm, their dazzling light blinding everyone.

At the same time, the phantom of the Buddha chanted Sanskrit and raised its enormous palm to press down.

The entire ghost realm trembled instantly, threatening to collapse at any moment.

The next moment!

The eighteen-tailed soul-summoning banner instantly grew to ten thousand feet tall. The eerie wind made the banner flutter loudly, the sound like the wailing of a vengeful ghost, making people's souls unstable and wanting to leave their bodies.

"Suppress!"

The pale-faced scholar let out a cold shout, and countless ghostly auras enveloped the phantom of the Buddha, attempting to obliterate them.

"Roar~"

The golden lion roared in fury, for the majestic mount of Buddha was actually suppressed by the ghost cultivator.

He was furious.

"I will not become a Buddha until hell is empty. In the name of Buddha's mount, I summon Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to descend to earth, drive away the evil spirits, and restore peace to the mortal world!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a towering figure appeared behind the golden lion.

It was Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva; this was an embodiment of a wisp of his will.

The moment he appeared, all the netherworld energy contracted uncontrollably.

At the same time, the Eighteen-Tailed Soul-Summoning Banner became calm, as if it dared not contend with it.

Seeing this, the pale-faced scholar's expression darkened completely.

I never expected that I would have trouble even finding a mount.

At this moment, even the pale-faced scholar was enraged.

"In the name of the successor of the Underworld Ghost King, I summon the Great Emperor of Fengdu, the Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak, the Five Ghost Emperors, and the Ten Kings of Hell to help me suppress everything!"