Although the Lycoris radiata had not bloomed for a long time, it suddenly bloomed some time ago for some unknown reason, filling the entire Yellow Springs Road and blocking the way to rebirth. As a result, the Lord of Ghosts was furious, so all the Lycoris radiata were confined.
Walking along the familiar Huangquan Road, I looked sideways. Next to me was the Wangchuan River, and above it was the Yinyang Station. Back then, I loved going there to meditate. It was still the same familiar things, nothing had changed. But everything else had long since changed.
Mu Huan looked at the large patch of enclosed Lycoris radiata and smiled. She had never imagined that Xi Ling, that woman, could be so stingy that she couldn't even tolerate a single flower.
Although her original intention when she forced the Lycoris to grow was to annoy her, it can be seen that the effect is really very good.
At this moment, in the Ghost Palace, Xi Ling, who was resting, suddenly felt something and stood up suddenly.
"Mu Huan!" Xi Ling's eyes suddenly turned red, and her pale and slender hands clenched tightly. The blood-red nail polish looked particularly conspicuous on her pale hands.
"Very good! I didn't go looking for you, but you came to me."
Meanwhile, Mu Huan also stopped walking, as if sensing something, and raised his lips, "Alright, I won't go any further."
After all, Xi Ling, that woman, had sensed her aura and could no longer sit still. Furthermore, her current body simply couldn't withstand the ghostly aura of the ghost world; otherwise, it would damage her very foundation!
The little ghosts understood and stopped moving forward. Instead, they rushed to jump into the Wangchuan River. Seeing their satisfied looks, Mu Huan smiled. Wangchuan was indeed a good place for them to consolidate their foundation, but they didn't know that if supplemented with Lycoris radiata, the effect would be even more outstanding.
However, given Xi Ling's personality, how could she allow anything related to her to appear in her territory?
Thinking of Xi Ling, the hatred deep in her bones suddenly surged. A Fallen Angel had used despicable means to drive her from her position. She had endured the erosion of ghost energy day and night, forcing herself to become something neither god nor ghost. It was truly ridiculous!
Although she could not remember clearly what happened back then, the profound things engraved in her bones were sometimes more real than those vague memories.
Because she clearly remembered that she had to crush this woman's soul, burn it with the holy fire, and then throw it into the underworld, so that she would also suffer the pain she had suffered back then.
Mu Huan rubbed his fingers and sneered: "Here it comes!"
Turning around, Mu Huan, dressed in red, still looked the same as before, and caught Xi Ling's eyes.
Xi Ling had to admit that even if he hated this woman, he had to admit that Mu Huan was indeed the most beautiful woman in the world, with the potential to make countless people infatuated. After all, even he was no exception, right?
Mu Huan, ah Mu Huan, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for wanting to snatch Brother Liang Ci from me. Otherwise, I wouldn't have insisted on taking your life.
"Oh! I thought you didn't dare to come to me!"
Mu Huan chuckled, "After all these years, you still like to say such ridiculous things." Looking at Xi Ling, Mu Huan's smile gradually faded.
"You should know who's really afraid of whom. You're a good god, but you chose to become a fallen angel, to bring disaster to my ghost clan. How can a hypocritical race like you look down on us?"
Today, she had to deal with her and teach those hypocritical old people a lesson. She was never afraid of trouble, but she was afraid that the resentment in her heart would linger and make her feel uncomfortable.
"Mu Huan, after all these years, you still love to talk. If you have time to chat, you might as well think about how you're going to escape from me later."
A sheng, radiating a brilliant white light, suddenly appeared in Xi Ling's hands. She hated Mu Huan for another crucial reason: they were of the same kind, yet Mu Huan always seemed superior to her. Why? He was just a lowly ghost, how could he compare to her? But she simply disliked her, so she decided to destroy her.
"Since I'm here today, I never thought of leaving." Mu Huan reached out and gently touched the guzheng in her hand. Although her current body couldn't support her strength for a long time, there is a saying that goes, quick battle, quick decision!
Mu Huan took the initiative, and with a light touch of his fingers, the clanging music transformed into red forces that rushed towards Xi Ling, carrying strong fluctuations of spiritual power, like sharp blades, as if to skin Xi Ling alive.
But how could Xi Ling be so easily dealt with? After all, he was a Fallen Angel, his divine power transformed into ghostly power, entrusting it to the pure Sheng. The collision of these two forces unexpectedly increased Xi Ling's strength.
A determined smile curled up Xi Ling's lips, and the power of the sheng was released, no less powerful than that of the konghou. The two forces were originally incompatible, and the collision nearly destroyed the entire path to the afterlife.
When two ghosts fight, the little ghosts suffer. All the little ghosts in the ghost world feel the power that threatens their ghost lives, and they all hide in the Wangchuan River and become humiliated little ghosts.
Mu Huan actually knew about Xi Ling's tricks from the very beginning. After all, if she hadn't been prepared, she wouldn't have come alone to settle the score with her.
His fingers danced across the strings, sending out wave after wave of sound waves. While Xi Ling was busy counterattacking, Mu Huan freed his hands and made a few incomprehensible movements. Soon, the imprisoned Manjushage grew wildly, breaking the barrier.
Lycoris radiata suddenly bloomed all over the entire road to rebirth, completely surrounding Xi Ling, and it seemed as if they wanted to eat her alive to avenge her imprisonment.
The previous Ghost Lord once said that Mu Huan would be the most outstanding Ghost Lord in the ghost world, because no one except her could control the Manjushage so freely, especially such a large wave.
And the most important point is that when Mu Huan's ghost was just born, it was recognized by the Holy Fire Netherworld. Since then, his cultivation has been smooth sailing and he has never suffered any setbacks. As a result, he became the youngest generation of ghost masters.
"How, how is this possible?" Xi Ling momentarily forgot to fight back and was directly hit by the bloodthirsty konghou's sound wave, violently spitting out blood. Countless red spider lilies rushed towards her, as if to devour her.
"Your current body is just that of a mediocre human, how can you activate Manjushage!" Logically speaking, everything in the ghost world requires ghost power to activate. This is also why Xi Ling is confident that she can destroy Mu Huan. After all, how can someone without ghost power defeat her?
"Everything you're talking about is just a set of rules that restrict ordinary ghosts!" Mu Huan placed a finger on her lips. "I'm not you. I'm the one who makes the rules! How can I be restricted by them?"
"And, Xi Ling! You are truly the most cowardly ghost master I have ever met! Even for such a trivial matter as restricting my Manjushage, you actually have to ask outsiders for help!"
"But the more you live, the more you go backwards!"
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