The ghost cultivators who could cultivate their physical bodies and dare to appear in the daytime must be very powerful. But why are there so many ghost cultivators in this place? And it seems that they came specifically for Murong Yixuan
He watched in the dark for a while, and the barrier formed by the condensed Yin energy blocked the breath of the fight inside. Even though the alley was only ten meters away from the street, people outside the street did not know what was happening in the alley at this time.
Seeing that Murong Yixuan was dealing with a dozen ghost cultivators alone, he did not offer his help but watched as a bystander. After all, Murong Yixuan's strength was not weak. Although a dozen ghost cultivators were powerful, they could not take his life.
About an incense stick of time later, the barrier formed by the yin energy was broken with the death of the dozen or so ghost cultivators. Murong Yixuan, with several cuts on his robe, walked out. As if he sensed something, he looked in a certain direction, but he didn't see anything.
He paused, then turned and left.
After he left, Xuanyuan Moze came out from the darkness, watched him leave, and then headed towards the City Lord's Mansion.
In the evening, when Xuanyuan Moze returned to the inn, Fengjiu had already fallen asleep, but she opened her eyes when she heard him coming back.
"Are you back?" Fengjiu asked, her voice sounding a little sleepy.
"I'm back." Xuanyuan Moze responded, and said, "I went out for a walk today and found that this small place is not peaceful either."
"Oh? What happened?" Fengjiu asked, sitting up from the bed.
"I saw more than a dozen ghost cultivators who dared to appear in the daytime. They were all quite powerful. However, they were all killed by Murong Yixuan in the end." He poured a glass of water and drank it while speaking slowly.
Hearing this, Feng Jiu was slightly surprised: "How did he provoke those ghost cultivators? The ghost cultivators who condensed their physical bodies and dared to appear in the daytime must be very powerful. It seems that he has been training outside for the past few years and his cultivation has also increased."
"When I went to the City Lord's Mansion, I also heard the City Lord mention that there is a Ghost King in the Yinshan area. He has many ghost cultivators under his command, and they often come out to do evil. When I came back just now, the atmosphere in this city has changed slightly, and many shops have closed their doors early." Xuanyuan Moze said, playing with the teacup in his hand. His eyes flashed slightly when he thought of the scene he saw when he just came back.
Hearing this, Feng Jiu's eyes flickered slightly. She threw back the quilt, got out of bed, put on her clothes, and said, "This small place is like this? I really have to go and take a look."
She smiled and said, "I've been sleeping for a while too. I'm not sleepy anymore after hearing what you said. How about this! I'll go out and take a look. You take a rest first."
"Do you want to deal with the Ghost King?" Xuanyuan Moze raised his eyebrows and looked at her.
"Since we have encountered it, how can we just ignore it?" Feng Jiu said slowly, and walked to his side with light steps, saying: "We have the strength to take care of it. If we don't do anything, won't that ghost king harm the people?"
In fact, she was thinking in her heart that whether it was a ghost cultivator or a ghost king, keeping them would be a great disaster. If this threat was not eliminated, if one day her children came to this place, with their innate spiritual bodies, wouldn't they be targeted by the ghost king and ghost cultivators