Shushan.
Ethereal and otherworldly.
This contrasts sharply with the eerie atmosphere that pervades this world.
If there is any place in this world that is a pure land, then at this moment, it is only the Shushan region.
But,
In the not-too-distant future, even Mount Shu will be submerged in the calamity of the ghosts.
Whether they live or die, who can predict?
What can be reserved is
Where the mountains of Shu are born, the land of Chu will thrive;
If Mount Shu perishes, then the human world will perish!
Therefore, at this moment, everyone at Mount Shu, which gathers famous sects from all over the world, is busy with solemn expressions.
Outside the gate of Shushan Mountain.
With the arrival of the last renowned sect, Qingyun Taoist Temple, the entire Shu Mountain began its final preparations to resist the catastrophe.
A Taoist nun named Fazhen approached Mo Xie...
Ignoring the busy crowd, Mo Xie stared at the weeping Fa Zhen and said with a hint of anger in her voice, "Where's Fa Lan? Why didn't she come... Was something holding her up?!"
Fa Zhen seemed frightened by his murderous aura. She sobbed as she took out a yellow talisman.
The yellow talisman was folded neatly and strung together with a red thread.
Fazhen held the yellow talisman in front of Moxie, and cried even harder, "This is from... this is from your senior sister..."
Moye took the yellow talisman.
The front of the yellow talisman features an ancient-style character for "peace," clearly indicating that it is a peace talisman.
On the back, there is a neatly written character "莫".
Looking at this character,
Mo Xie's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt a dry mouth and throat.
After a while,
He asked calmly again, "What happened to Falan?"
But he did not look at Fa Zhen.
Instead, he cast his eerie gaze upon this world teeming with ghostly energy, clutching the peace charm tightly in his hand.
Fa Zhen took a few deep breaths, lowered her head, and said, "Senior Sister... Senior Sister was caught in a horde of ghosts while trying to save me... Her fate is unknown..."
Being captured by vicious ghosts will only result in a miserable end: being disemboweled and eaten by the ghosts.
It's not that their fate is unknown.
It's just that they're unwilling to accept the cruel reality!
Mo Xie stared blankly at the distant sky without saying a word.
However, the hand holding the amulet made a cracking sound, and the demonic sword on his back trembled violently.
Fa Zhen lost control of her emotions once again, covering her face and sobbing, saying intermittently, "Our Qingyun Taoist Temple's peace talismans are the most efficacious... This peace talisman was obtained by my senior sister for you, Young Master Mo..."
"My senior sister's last wish was for me to give you this amulet. She said she hoped you could successfully complete your mission!"
"My senior sister is always so kind to me, but I..."
"Alright, that's enough... She's dead, right? I understand!" Mo Xie nodded expressionlessly, then turned and left. "Live well! Since she saved you, then protect her life..."
With a flick of his wrist, a treasure pouch landed precisely in the yellow cloth bag slung across Fazhen's shoulder.
The treasure pouch contains the finest treasures of Mount Shu.
Mo Xie never looked back and walked deeper into the Shu Mountains.
Fazhen looked at the man through teary eyes, watching him carefully tuck the amulet into his bosom...
...
"The cultivation world is all fake! Everyone here is just an NPC!"
"If someone dies, they're dead. Why should I let it affect my mood?"
"To be sad for a fake NPC... how ridiculous of me!"
Mo Xie chuckled to himself as he put the crumpled amulet into his pocket.
He walked silently for a while.
Then he suddenly stopped and slowly closed his eyes.
When I opened my eyes again,
His eyes were filled with a terrifying black aura.
The ferocious dragon soul roared in his mind, and the powerful soul force made the white robes flutter even without wind.
Then,
Mo Xie tapped her foot, and the stone bricks shattered instantly.
His figure instantly transformed into a swift shadow, fleeing towards the main hall of Shu Mountain, the Ziwei Hall.
Even if it's a fake NPC... it's still the NPC I like!
"Don't even mention those damn ghosts and demons, the whole world isn't as important as a single hair on her head!"
"She's dead, I'm not fucking done playing anymore... Let's find out whether she's alive or dead soon!"
...
Inside the Ziwei Palace.
The leaders of the most prestigious sects in the world are gathered together, discussing how to save the world.
But everyone's face was gloomy and dejected.
Obviously,
The so-called 'salvation plan' has no clue whatsoever.
Sect Leader Qingwei sat cross-legged in the head seat, her eyes closed and silent.
The nine elders of Mount Shu frowned deeply.
Dozens of sect leaders sighed and lamented.
The entire hall was shrouded in an emotion called 'despair'.
Why despair?
Because this ghostly calamity far surpasses the demonic disaster of the past!
The ten terrifying ghost kings, although they have never been seen to make a move, each of them must have the power to destroy the world.
The thirty-two judges are all among the most powerful in the world.
Not to mention the hundreds and thousands of ghost generals, and countless demons and monsters!
By the way,
I've heard that a 'Ghost Lord' has appeared, an even more mysterious and unpredictable being who is so oppressive that it's almost impossible for people to breathe!
How should we fight this?!
Bang!
Just then,
The door was kicked open with a loud bang.
A white-robed disciple slowly walked in, his tone extremely arrogant, "Sitting and waiting for death will only lead to death, taking the initiative is the only way to live! Stop talking here, pack up, and go down the mountain right now to take them down!"
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