"He wants justice? What justice? He died in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Swords because he was incompetent. What justice does he need?"
Di Fuyue's voice suddenly rang out as he approached the elders and peak masters.
Despite his young age, he possesses an innate aura that commands respect.
Even Yang Huai of the Ghost King Sect dared not underestimate Di Fuyue upon seeing her.
Without needing an introduction, he could guess that the other party was Di Fuyue, who had seriously injured Gucheng.
"So you are Di Fuyue?"
Wu Zhentian felt a tremor in his heart as he carefully observed Di Fuyue.
It seems that regardless of whether Di Fuyue is the son of the Palace Master or not, he will be valued by the Northern Underworld Divine Palace.
Upon seeing Di Fuyue, Wu Zhentian instantly realized that not only was Gu Yanghe, that good-for-nothing, inferior, but even his son couldn't compare.
This person is not simple.
"I am Emperor Fuyue."
“What did Gu Cheng do wrong? His mistake was that since he came seeking justice, he shouldn’t have had any thoughts of disrespecting my wife. It’s one thing to have such filthy thoughts, but he even dared to say them out loud.”
Emperor Fuyue's face was filled with resentment, which naturally moved those present who had Daoist partners or women they admired.
Moreover, many disciples were present at the time, and Gu Cheng was extremely arrogant.
As soon as Di Fuyue said this, Wu Zhentian naturally knew it was true.
After all, that's just how the Gu family is.
In other words, most of the giant men had that kind of thought.
But now there's no way to prove it.
"Now that the person is dead, whatever you say goes."
"Since that's the case, let's make our move and let Gu Cheng take his revenge." After saying that, Yang Huai suddenly pinched a strange object and muttered something under his breath.
Gu Cheng, who had been completely unresponsive, suddenly had a glint in his eyes and let out a fierce shout.
"Corpse Puppet!"
Many disciples of the Northern Underworld Palace have already seen through the current situation in Gucheng.
Although Gu Cheng was seriously injured a few days ago, he will definitely not die.
In such a short time, it has been turned into a corpse puppet.
No wonder the Giants and the Ghost King Sect appeared together; it turns out they had been colluding for a long time.
As expected, they came with ill intentions.
The dead have no way to prove anything, which is the best reason to start a war.
"Yang Huai, you've gone too far."
The Grand Elder roared, "Attack! Defend my Northern Underworld Divine Palace!"
"Old man, back when your Northern Underworld Divine Palace came to bully us, that was truly outrageous."
Yang Huai's expression was twisted, and his tone was filled with resentment and disdain.
The murderous intent in his eyes was completely undisguised.
"The Ghost King Sect has committed numerous evils. It is already more than merciful that we have not wiped out your entire clan. You colluded with the giant and deliberately provoked trouble, all because of what happened back then." The Grand Elder found it extremely unbelievable.
The disciples of the Northern Underworld Divine Palace naturally fought bravely.
Wei Qinghe arrived through the air. As soon as she saw Gu Cheng, who had been turned into a corpse puppet, she knew that the other party had come prepared.
She immediately summoned the corpse puppet Xiao Tian.
The corpse puppet is inferior to Gu Cheng in physique and strength, but it has intelligence and its cultivation is above that of Gu Cheng.
The battle between the two corpse puppets is about to break out, and both are extremely powerful.
Corpse puppets feel no pain. Even if they are reduced to limbs, they can continue to fight as long as their heads or hearts are not removed.
Yang Huai originally thought that by releasing Gu Cheng, he could fight several opponents at once.
Even if they couldn't kill a few powerful elders and peak masters of the Northern Underworld Divine Palace, they could at least kill a group of disciples of the Northern Underworld Divine Palace.
Unexpectedly, the other party also released a corpse puppet.
This corpse puppet is clearly far more powerful than the ancient city.
He couldn't help but feel a chill; there was someone on this continent with such advanced puppetry skills.
Then, he suddenly let out a mocking sneer, "The Northern Underworld Divine Palace prides itself on being a prestigious and righteous sect, yet it also cultivates corpse puppets."
The elders of the Northern Underworld Palace were genuinely unaware that Wei Qinghe had actually cultivated puppetry techniques.
They even have such powerful corpse puppets under their command.
They were unsure whether to be happy or reject it.
However, they felt somewhat uncomfortable, since they couldn't accept practicing puppetry, let alone such a bloody and violent corpse puppet.
However, when they are fighting a common enemy, they cannot afford to fight amongst themselves.
"Even reputable sects wouldn't practice puppetry like you!"
Qiao Luoning couldn't stand anyone targeting Wei Qinghe. "The Grand Elder is right, our junior sister's puppet is no ordinary puppet."
Furthermore, it wasn't her who cultivated it; rather, this corpse puppet insisted on recognizing our junior sister as its master.
The elders of the Northern Underworld Palace were instantly relieved.
Having long suspected that the Corpse Puppet Xiao Tian was extraordinary, Qiao Luoning's words confirmed that Xiao Tian possessed intelligence and was even more agile during battles.
In fact, they knew in their hearts that Wei Qinghe was such a good-natured person, so what if she really practiced puppetry?
"Even reputable sects are nothing special!"
When Yang Huai realized that his trick had failed, he immediately bit his finger and began to draw talismans in the air.
The once flat ice surface suddenly parted, and a sinister aura emanated from the cracks.
"My blood will serve as a sacrifice, and the ghostly army will array itself."
As the ice crevice widened, countless ghostly soldiers leaped out.
The ghost soldiers' clothes were tattered, but it was still possible to vaguely discern that they were the attire of disciples of the immortal sects of the Northern Underworld Continent.
In other words, the immortal disciples who had died earlier were actually refined into Yin soldiers by Yang Huai.
Among them were disciples of the Northern Underworld Divine Palace. The Grand Elder was furious to see that the sacrificed immortal disciples had been secretly turned into Yin soldiers.
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