He smiled faintly and pointed to the sky.
"After that cultivator reached the end of his lifespan, he died and his cultivation dissipated. No one else of extraordinary talent emerged from the remaining Ghost Clan, and the suppression of the ghosts began to loosen."
“If left unchecked, the ghosts will reappear in the human world.”
"Later, a member of the Ghost Clan discovered that if one absorbed the ghost energy into their body, it would effectively reduce the birth of ghosts."
"From this point on, all members of the Ghost Clan became vessels for absorbing ghost energy."
"However, the human body has its limits."
When human bodies inhale too much ghostly energy, they find that their own thinking begins to transform into that of mindless ghosts.
Once the Ghost Clan transforms into ghosts, what awaits the outside world is a horde of ghosts suppressed for thousands of years.
This is a great disaster for humanity.
To break free from this calamity, one must leave the Gate of Hell and seek a solution from the outside.
Unfortunately, to prevent the ghosts from leaving, the cultivators of the Ghost Clan placed numerous arrays and seals on the Ghost Gate.
Perhaps from the very beginning, that cultivator never intended to leave again.
Breaking the seal from the inside is as difficult as ascending to heaven.
Generation after generation of the Ghost Clan members were wiped out, their bodies transformed into ghosts.
Whether it was the ghosts' instinct to crave the flesh and blood of living beings, or the lingering obsession of the ghost clan to leave, they continued to attack the Ghost Gate day and night after they transformed into ghost spirits.
After countless years, the formation loosened, and when the ghostly energy accumulated to a certain level, the gates of hell would open for a period of time.
What follows is the story of how the Divine Spear Sect discovered the Ghost Gate, suppressed and guarded it, and then established their own sect.
Due to preconceived notions, the people of the Divine Spear Sect never imagined that, in addition to ghosts, the Ghost Clan, who had been assimilated, also emerged from the Ghost Gate.
This past, buried in history, inspires awe in those who hear it.
Not everyone has the resolve to suppress ghosts with their entire clan, and even fewer have the courage to transform themselves into a vessel to contain ghostly energy.
"The senior's righteousness is great, and the Gui clan's righteousness is great."
"On behalf of the Western Continent, the Divine Spear Sect expresses its gratitude to the Ghost Clan for their protection."
"Disciples, please follow me and pay your respects!"
Elder Jiang stood up, straightened his clothes, and stood solemnly before the Ghost King, clasping his hands together and bowing deeply in thanks.
Behind him, everyone from the sect leader to the disciples of the Divine Spear Sect bowed low.
"We thank the Gui clan for their protection."
The Ghost Clan's contributions to Xizhou deserve this respect and a thousand-year-old commitment.
Even Qin Zhan and the others bowed to him.
Even though this is a story from Xizhou, both Xizhou and Nanzhou are part of the Qingyuan Realm.
If the Western Continent falls into the hands of the demons, the Southern Continent will also be doomed.
In this solemn atmosphere, the Ghost King stopped eating the roasted rabbit and quietly watched the scene. Behind him, countless members of the Ghost Clan regained their senses, transformed into ghost spirits, and dissipated into the world.
After traversing endless time, the Ghost Clan was finally able to shed their ghostly identities and re-enter the cycle of reincarnation.
The centuries of guarding and waiting have brought them good fortune.
A hint of relief finally surfaced in the Ghost King's downcast eyes.
The moment he regained his senses, he thought that if these people wanted to deny the sacrifices of the Ghost Clan, then he would slaughter these ungrateful bastards.
Of course, we had to keep Boss Lu here; he still wanted to eat roasted rabbit.
Fortunately, time has passed, but our kindness remains unchanged.
The performance of the Divine Spear Sect made the Ghost King put aside the rising tyranny in his heart.
To save countless people with the power of one clan, only to have one's own existence turn into dust in the passage of time, would be a lie to say that one has no complaints.
The Gui clan seeks no reward, only unity of purpose and shared values.
He should accept this courtesy.
"Oh!"
"Get up."
He chuckled softly, his expression radiating inner peace.
Grandpa Li, who was on the other side of Lu Wu, raised an eyebrow and smiled. It seemed that he couldn't make an appearance.
When Lu Wu handed him another roasted rabbit, the Ghost King shook his head.
"No need, that's enough."
He rolled up his sleeve, revealing cracks in the skin beneath.
Time is up.
They were no longer human, and he was content to regain his humanity and die as a human being in the end.
The Ghost King placed the heart back into Lu Wu's hand.
"Keep it safe."
A heart imbued with countless grievances is a powerful weapon.
If one day Boss Lu suffers injustice in this world, his heart will surely bring a little surprise.
This is his way of repaying a debt of gratitude.
"Senior, don't worry, I will keep it safe."
Sincerity should never be abandoned.
Lu Wu carefully put it away, and when he looked up again, he saw the ghost king's illusory figure beginning to fade.
"The gates of hell will close again for another hundred years after today."
Thanks to Lu Wu, the ghostly energy on their bodies disappeared. A large amount of ghostly energy was concentrated in the bodies of the Ghost Clan behind the Ghost Gate. With their departure, the Ghost Gate will become more secure.
“I’m very happy.”
The Ghost King waved to Lu Wu, and with a smile, transformed into countless points of light.
Lu Wu reached out, but grasped at empty air.
The Gui clan has left.
Below the icy pool, the Gate of Hell emitted a rumbling sound and gradually closed.
Heaven and earth return to clarity, and all things are at peace.
The crackling sound of the fire brought everyone back to their senses.
"When I get back, I will set up memorial tablets for them so that the disciples of the Divine Spear Sect can worship them for generations and keep the incense burning forever."
The sect leader made a decision.
Compared to the Ghost Clan, their actions were nothing special.
"Truly moving and inspiring."
Qin Zhan sighed.
"Truly admirable."
Lou Xiaotian followed.
"But...wait, something's burnt."
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