ed calm and composed. He opened his mouth again and gently uttered the same word: "Fire!""Boom!"The flames above his head trembled slightly, then split in two, becoming two distinct flames!It is merel...Although the reinforcements from the three major powers had arrived, what greeted them was an increasingly dense chorus of screams coming from within Wuxing Peak.

However, these reinforcements did not immediately launch an attack, but instead all stood rooted to the spot.

Even three Dao Ling experts are no exception.

Because until this moment, they had only seen the scene before them with blurry vision, and were all deeply shocked.

Falling from Tiānfú Peak and Wǔxíng Peak, it was no longer mere rain, but pure blood.

The thick stench of blood hung in the air, sickening everyone to their stomachs.

But what shocked them even more was the death of the powerful Spirit Master from Senro Ghost Prison!

It turned out that he was beaten to death by someone with his fists!

As for the other powerful deviant spirit, not even a trace of it could be found, as if it had never existed in this world.

Although they received distress calls from their clan and fellow disciples, they were still unaware of the specific events that had occurred within the sect.

So now seeing this situation before me, besides being shocked, there's more of an inability to believe it.

With Jin Yifei already gone, the three major forces each left one to two Dao Spirit powerhouses within the Wudao Sect.

But now the two have died tragically. Although there is still one Dao Ling expert left among the sea clan, he was shot in the arm by Jiang Yun and hid on Hongchen Peak, not daring to come out at all.

The elder of the Wan Yao Ku turned abruptly to face Wei Zhengyang in the distance, and shouted angrily, "Wei, what happened here!"

Wei Zhengyang's answer was also very simple: "The disciple Jiang Yun of the Wudao Sect has returned!"

The simpler the answer, the more astonishing it becomes to everyone.

Although this Wan Yao Gu elder had heard of Jiang Yun's name, he couldn't help but ask again at this moment: "Are you saying that all of this was done by Jiang Yun alone"

"Yes!"

"This, how is this possible!"

Wei Zhengyang said nothing more, for all that he saw was the best answer.

Once again, silence fell upon the crowd until finally, the powerful spirit from Senro Ghost Prison came to his senses. He roared towards Wuxing Peak, "Where is Jiang Yun Come out here!"

Only then did he remember that the two mountain peaks shrouded in blood mist belonged to his own sect. So as he opened his mouth, he hastily raised his hand.

Beneath a shroud of ghostly miasma, a gigantic hand materialized, reaching straight for Mount WuXing with the intent of plucking out Jiang Yun.

"Boom!"

However, before the palm could get close, the boundless blood mist shrouding outside Wuxing Peak suddenly surged and boiled violently.

Gingercloud's figure slowly walked out of the mist, facing the oncoming black palm, his footsteps never stopping, only opening his mouth and inhaling.

Under the powerful suction, the palm instantly crumbled and reformed into wisps of ghostly energy, all of which entered Jiang Yun's mouth.

Meanwhile, the blood mist outside Tiān Fǔ Peak also rolled.

Beneath the rolling, two plumes of blood mist drifted from the two peaks, converging as they moved with Jiang Yun's advancing figure.

From afar, it appeared as if a vast crimson cloak had been draped upon Jiang Yun's back.

As the mist dissipated, the scene atop the two mountains was finally revealed to everyone.

Corpses everywhere!

In just a short while, thousands of disciples from the Senluo Ghost Prison were all killed by Jiang Yun.

Looking at Jiang Yun again, his entire body was not even stained with a single drop of blood. His face was still shrouded in endless coldness, his eyes coldly gazing at the countless cultivators in the heavens and on the earth.

This bloody scene shocked everyone.

Even though they had long been accustomed to killing and seeing death, their hearts still shivered at this moment.

Especially that powerful spirit from the Sen Luo Ghost Prison, his face was constantly changing between gloomy and bright, but in an instant, he suddenly looked enlightened and pointed at Jiang Yun: "I know it's you, you destroyed the Sen Luo City!"

The destruction of the city of Senro, one of the ten cities under the jurisdiction of the Netherworld of Ghosts and Demons within Tōzan Prefecture, had long since reached the ears of the denizens of the Senro Netherworld.

However, they had no clues about the killer's identity. All they knew was that the killer seemed to be able to consume ghostly energy, because the protective barrier of Mororo City still existed, but the ghostly energy had been consumed in large amounts.

Now seeing that Ginger Cloud could even devour ghost qi, the Taoist master suddenly realized that Ginger Cloud must be the one who destroyed Senluo City.

"It was me!"

Ginger Cloud readily admitted, "The destruction of Senro City is just the beginning. It won't be long before your Senro Ghost Prison will vanish completely from this world!"

"What a big mouth! Today, I want to see how you deal with so many of us. All disciples, listen up!"

"Ten thousand ghosts wail, open the Ghost Gate!"

At the command of this person, over ten thousand disciples of the Senro Ghost Hell immediately sat down cross-legged, each emitting a strange sound like a ghost cry from their mouths.

The sound of ghostly wails rose, instantly bringing forth a chilling wind that howled relentlessly.

And above each disciple's head, a ghostly aura surged upward, converging in the air and appearing before Jiang Yun, covering the sky and earth.

Vaguely visible, these ghostly energies actually condensed into a black gate hundreds of meters high.

On each side of the door is a ferocious ghost head about a zhang in size, with tightly closed eyes and a crimson tongue protruding, like door rings.

Looking at this gate of hell, the disciples of the Hai Clan and the Ten Thousand Demon Cave immediately retreated.

They all know that the opening of the Ghost Gate is a powerful technique called Hellfire, which can only be performed by the formidable Sanro Ghost Prison.

When the Ghost Gate opens, it connects the realms of life and death, allowing ghosts from the underworld to enter the world of the living.

Dead spirits are said to be countless and their power varies greatly.

The more people who open the Ghost Gate, the stronger the dead spirits that appear from the Netherworld.

This Ghost Gate, opened by the combined power of over ten thousand disciples of the Senro Gikuk sect, will unleash terrifying creatures from within. The strength of these ghosts is likely at least in the Dao Spirit realm.

Obviously, Jiang Yun's strength made this Dao Ling realm expert from the Sen Luo Ghost Prison extremely important, so he directly used the strongest technique to open the ghost gate to deal with Jiang Yun.

Although the distance between Gui Men and Jiang Yun was no more than ten zhang, streaks of cold air constantly swept past Jiang Yun's side, but Jiang Yun's face remained unchanged.

He didn't even try to stop the impending opening of the Ghost Gate, he just coldly watched.

"Boom!"

Finally, amidst the wails of ten thousand disciples, the black Ghost Gate trembled slightly. The two ghostly heads on it opened their eyes abruptly, causing the tightly shut door to slowly creak open a crack.

"Woooo!"

Within the fissure, a glimpse of a black world could be seen, and from within emanated even more terrifying and eerie sounds. It was as if some ghastly creature were about to burst forth from it.

And just then, the blood mist behind Jiang Yun, like a cape, suddenly surged towards the Ghost Gate.

Seeing this, the powerful spirit chuckled coldly: "So you're afraid too. It's a pity that the Ghost Gate has already opened. No matter what you do now, it can't be stopped!"

However, Gingercloud completely ignored the other party. A small bottle appeared in her hand, which she crushed with force. A drop of purple-black blood then floated in mid-air!

"Third Senior Brother, your younger disciple has allowed you to avenge him with your own hands!"

Ginger Cloud's voice fell, his long sleeves suddenly waved, and the drop of purple-black blood immediately surged towards the Netherworld.

As the fresh blood was about to strike the gate of hell, it suddenly exploded, transforming into dust particles that merged with the surrounding blood mist. Then, with a powerful impact, it slammed against the gate of hell.

First published on the Traditional Chinese Novel Network Ginger Village and live here, it was enough to show that they still remembered Ginger Village and the sixteen years of peaceful life in the Shanhai Realm.This also swept away all the fear and apprehe...