A grating sound came from the bottom of the Spirit Boat. Creak—creak—
At some point, the layer of green-gray mist had seeped through the Spirit Boat’s Defense Array, silently corroding the boat itself.
“Get out!”
Ji Xuerou casually slashed at the mist approaching the deck. Even without using Spiritual Power, her sword could disperse the fog. A rustling sound came from the dissipated mist, then it gathered again.
“This is…” Wu Yan rolled up a wisp of green-gray mist and pulled it in front of her.
‘I remember seeing this thing before. Where was it? It seemed to be from the Monster Encyclopedia that Lin Xiao had shown me before he was exposed.’
“Illiterate! You blockhead, this is a Ghost Domain. Though it’s common in the Demon Realm, it’s rarely seen outside.”
Seeing Wu Yan lost in thought, Wu Yan (Inner) rarely took the initiative to give a lesson.
“By the way, the ghosts in this Ghost Domain are very weak, but if you don’t eliminate them with the right method, they can split infinitely, you know~”
“Fire!”
As the situation worsened, the helmsman in charge immediately gave the order.
“Wait—”
Hearing Wu Yan (Inner)’s explanation, Wu Yan’s expression changed. She loudly tried to stop the helmsman’s order, but unfortunately it was too late.
After hearing the helmsman’s order to fire, the gunners, who were already uneasy, immediately activated the Spiritual Power infused into the cannon chamber. Firepower was the only thing they could rely on.
The bombardment was very effective. With a deafening roar, the green-gray mist around the Spirit Boat was completely dispersed, turning into a rare patch of clean ground in this gray region.
Seeing this, the helmsman’s tension eased. He let out a long breath and turned to ask Wu Yan what she meant by “wait,” but found her expression still very serious.
“What’s wrong? Isn’t the crisis temporarily resolved? Junior Sister Wu, why are you still—”
Before he could finish, he felt an itch on his back and a cold touch on his exposed neck. The last thing he saw was Wu Yan’s figure, covered by the green-gray mist, reaching out trying to pull him back.
It all happened in just an instant. Even though her reaction was very fast, Wu Yan still couldn’t pull back the helmsman who was swallowed by the mist before her.
The mist was only scattered for a moment, then it returned with even greater intensity, devouring everything in its sight.
“Xuerou, Junior Sister Lin, come closer to me.”
Wu Yan instinctively wanted to protect those beside her, but there was no response. She looked around; on the vast deck, now besides her, there was no one.
“Hello, Miss Wu.”
An ethereal female voice came from above the deck. The endless mist formed a faceless face, looking down at Wu Yan from above.
Wu Yan calmly looked at it, her right hand quietly touching the hilt of her sword: “Are you the one who created this Ghost Domain?”
Hearing Wu Yan mention the Ghost Domain, it was somewhat surprised: “Oh? Miss Wu actually knows what this is. No wonder That Lord cares so much about you.”
The surrounding mist surged, continuing to close in on Wu Yan.
“Nice to meet you, I am…”
“That’s me.”
While they were communicating, the mist turned into chains, wrapping around Wu Yan from every corner.
Wu Yan was prepared. As Wu Nian left its sheath, wind blades flew out. The cyan blades were unstoppable, protecting Wu Yan in the center, constantly cutting down the attacking chains.
She increased her Spiritual Power input, and Wu Nian’s blade began to tremble. The paper-thin cyan edge shimmered with an unusual light, greedily devouring the surrounding mist.
“Oh?”
Sensing the oddity of the sword in Wu Yan’s hand, it seemed somewhat surprised.
“As the intelligence said. This sword of yours is truly extraordinary. It can even devour the mist of the Ghost Domain.”
“But your words are not accurate. To be precise, our target from the beginning has been you. Lin Wan’er was just a bonus.”
After saying that, she paused, and her green-gray face looked toward Wu Yan’s side.
“I just didn’t expect there to be such a big fish here.”
A dazzling light tore the space beside her, and Ji Xuerou holding Bixiao appeared at Wu Yan’s side.
“What a peculiar method, trapping people in such a small space and attacking continuously.”
A golden-red glow swirled in Ji Xuerou’s dazzling glass-like eyes. The light from Bixiao’s blade completely wiped out the miasma trying to attack again.
“How are you? Are you okay?” Ji Xuerou turned her head and asked Wu Yan softly.
“I’m fine.” Wu Yan shook her head and whispered in a voice only Ji Xuerou could hear: “But their target is me, not Junior Sister Lin.”
Ji Xuerou hadn’t expected these demonic cultivators to be so determined to get Wu Yan. From the Five Sects Tournament until now, who knows how many people they’ve lost to Wu Yan, and still they refuse to give up.
“Did you cast some kind of charm on them, making such a dangerous group so obsessed with you?”
Rarely, the usually serious Ji Xuerou actually joked with Wu Yan.
The woman was watching the small interaction between Wu Yan and Ji Xuerou without getting angry, and just interrupted them: “Hey, have you two forgotten about me?”
The endless miasma churned, condensing into countless green-gray human figures. Their bodies were long decayed; some were wiping swords, some were meditating, some were gazing into the distance.
“These are all the wronged ghosts and vengeful spirits that have died in my Ghost Domain over the years. You two should be careful, okay~”
As soon as she finished speaking, the mist sea crashed down like a tidal wave, carrying the army of souls to attack Wu Yan and Ji Xuerou.
The attacks of those spirits were not fierce, but their numbers were too many. Wu Yan and Ji Xuerou found it somewhat troublesome to deal with.
“Tch! All old-fashioned tricks. I look down on this kind of performance.” Wu Yan (Inner) sneered contemptuously in the Sea of Consciousness.
“Xuerou.” Wu Yan softly called Ji Xuerou, and Ji Xuerou understood her meaning.
She immediately stopped attacking and stood behind Wu Yan. A dazzling light gathered on her body. Even in this gray, green-gray Ghost Domain, endless points of light surged from all directions, converging toward her.
Wu Yan was not idle either. A cyan storm swept from the void, and Wu Yan forcibly churned a path through the endless mist sea.
“Combination technique?”
Facing their offensive, the woman was not too shocked. After all, even if the two really broke through this Ghost Domain, they still couldn’t defeat her. Even if she was only a clone with half the strength of her true body.
“Sigh, what a pity That Lord didn’t let me come with my true body. Otherwise, I wouldn’t need to use so many tricks and cause such a commotion.”
She sighed helplessly, watching as Ji Xuerou swung the sword that was almost as blinding as the sun.
A giant beam of light shot out like a torrent, and everything along its path was dissolved by the powerful Light-attribute Spiritual Power.
This is why Ji Xuerou was called the bane of demonic cultivators. Faced with such pure, top-grade Light-attribute Spiritual Power, demonic cultivators of the same cultivation level were like fish on the chopping block, at Ji Xuerou’s mercy; even against cultivators stronger than her, she could still put up a fight.