Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 1028 - 535: If You Haven’t Killed the Whole Family, How Can You Still Call Yourself a Great Hero?
The Ghost Mother is dead, but the tasks for Duan Yun and Murong brothers aren't finished yet.
Because beneath the palace where the Ghost Mother once resided, there were still many of her "perfect creations."
If you wipe out a whole family but don't do it thoroughly, how could you be called a Great Hero?
At this moment, Young Hero Murong played a crucial role, saying: "I know where to go, follow my lead."
Earlier, when the Murong brothers stormed into the palace, they were accidentally injured by sound waves, causing blood to flow from their seven orifices.
But he still managed to capture a silhouette.
The Beautiful Ghost with the lantern.
It was the same one who previously messed with him and Ning Qing!
Young Hero Murong doesn't hold grudges, but he's rather petty, and promptly cast a small Green Saber Intent on her as a mark.
Usually, the Beautiful Ghost would immediately notice something amiss, since not just anyone's little knife could cut across her backside.
However, the situation was too chaotic at the time. The Beautiful Ghost was concerned about the Ghost Mother's safety and didn't notice at all.
Hearing the disturbances from the Netherworld, the Beautiful Ghost naturally had full confidence in the Ghost Mother.
In the underworld waters, only the Ghost Mother ruled supreme!
Yet, despite her confidence, she couldn't help but retreat, wanting to escort the other ghosts to a more secluded place.
And the ghosts originally inside the crystal jars weren't fools. They all broke free and sought safer places.
Soon after, the Ghost Mother's screams echoed intermittently, terrifying these ghosts, turning their faces pale as they fled.
The underground space was vast, and they believed they would surely make it out!
The one who knew this place best, of course, was the Beautiful Ghost with the lantern.
So, without hesitation, all the ghosts followed her lead.
Seeing this, the Beautiful Ghost anxiously and disdainfully said, "Don't follow me!"
"If not you, then who?"
"You're practically our older sister!"
"Follow her, and end up dead like her!"
The green-haired ghost had just finished speaking when they noticed that their companion was gazing at them with hostile eyes.
Only then did they realize they had misspoken.
Though they were all ghosts, speaking of "death" at such a moment was considered unlucky.
This was quite a taboo in the Netherworld.
The Beautiful Ghost led a crowd of ghosts along the path.
Suddenly, lights flickered ahead, causing the ghosts to squint.
The flickering lights were unstable, quickly revealing a bizarre scene.
In the depths of the Netherworld, there appeared to be a Buddhist cave.
The statues inside varied in size, numbering at least a thousand.
The ghosts suddenly realized the Beautiful Ghost they were pursuing had vanished from sight.
The ghosts hurriedly rushed inside.
By this time, some perceptive ghosts had already begun to hide behind the concealed statues.
With so many statues here, even an Immortal would struggle to find anyone. There's no way out.
These ghosts couldn't help but admire their own cleverness, secretly praising themselves as the "new generation of the Netherworld."
....
Indeed, in the task of exterminating the entire lineage of the Netherworld, the Murong brothers played an exceptionally crucial role.
For when they returned beneath the snow-white palace, they found the area deep with many branching paths.
Some paths seemed endless, with cold winds blowing, as if leading directly to the earth's core.
The Murong brothers, due to marking the Beautiful Ghost, weren't as aimless as headless flies. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
He stood in the crevice, closing his eyes.
Smoothly, a feeling of tortured love, losing everything, and only being able to lie under the bed sensing the painful tremors from above filled his heart, causing his hair to drift upwards.
And at this moment, he sensed the direction...
The Beautiful Ghost was hiding behind a very concealed Buddha statue, behind which lay an extended passage, an excellent hiding spot.
It was only then that she dared to breathe a slight sigh of relief.
But just then, the bald Beautiful Ghost was suddenly filled with a sense of foreboding.
She was instantly overwhelmed with tears.
For some reason, she began to imagine the tragic fate befalling the Ghost Mother whom she deeply loved.
If she lost, would she be mercilessly tormented by those two Old Demons, the Ghost Mother being such a peerless Beauty Ghost.
A peerless Beautiful Ghost falling into the clutches of two clearly lecherous Old Demons would surely suffer terribly.
"No, no!"
Thinking of this, the bald Beautiful Ghost's heart was filled with grief.
She recalled moments shared with the Ghost Mother, scenes of pure love danced in her mind, the sadness in her heart grew more pronounced.
The discomfort was so intense, she wanted to take her own life.
She forcefully tried to suppress the urge, but for some reason, she couldn't resist thinking, and her face turned a ghostly green.
Suddenly, a voice rang out, causing her heart to tighten...
Duan Yun, following the Murong brothers deep into the underground, suddenly couldn't help but close his eyes.
In the depths below, glaring lights suddenly appeared.
Seeing the flashing yellow and blue lights, akin to those in a nightclub, Duan Yun's first thought was, "Where am I this time?"
In a moment of carelessness, he thought he had traveled back in time.
He was all too familiar with such lighting, resembling those found in bars, albeit flickering somewhat due to poor contact, dizzying his eyes.
Yet beneath these strobe-like lights, a rather terrifying scene unfolded.
This was a massive Buddhist cave housing hundreds of Buddha statues.
Some statues were towering, taller than the Leshan Giant Buddha.
With strobe lights illuminating the scene, there was no trace of a nightclub's atmosphere, only an aura of horror.
