Myth Beyond Heaven

1881 Gathering of Powerhouses (2)

The Flower Ghost Queen first scanned the other two people before fixing her gaze on the slender man.

"You are very brave to attack my people, Ying She." Her voice was calm yet filled with a murderous intent.

The slender man, Ying She, smiled casually. "You have misunderstood me. I'm merely borrowing food to feed my troops."

This person was none other than the Snake Ghost King.

A cold glint flashed across the Flower Ghost Queen's eyes as she raised her hand.

A terrifying pressure rushed toward Ying She, causing his expression to change drastically.

Ying She shouted angrily as he stretched out his arm. "Are you crazy, Hua Rong!?"

A battle between experts in the God Ascension Realm could easily cause thousands of stars to shatter. Yin She couldn't believe that the Flower Ghost Queen, Hua Rong, had actually attacked him.

His spiritual energy erupted outward as an astonishing wave of power swept across the area, causing the others to retreat.

BOOM—

The two immensely destructive forces collided, creating a divine magnitude that swept through the entire region. The explosion lasted for a full minute before calming down.

As the dust settled, Ying She could be seen standing several kilometers away from the original position. His expression darkened as he glared at Hua Rong with a murderous intent.

Hua Rong withdrew her hand and said calmly. "You'd better instruct your people to return the food."

"Do you think I don't dare to fight you?" Ying She said coldly.

"What are you waiting for?" Hua Rong didn't take his words seriously.

At this moment, a handsome man with an elegant demeanor approached and spoke with a gentle smile. "Please stop arguing, both of you."

He looked at Ying She and continued speaking. "You should return the food to her people, Brother Ying."

Ying She glanced at the man and let out a cold snort. "Hmph! It's none of your business, Xiao Shou."

The elegant man, Xiao Shou, gently shook his head. "We serve the same master. We should not fight amongst ourselves. Those people will arrive shortly. Do you want them to look down on us?"

Ying She glanced at Hua Rong and said. "I'll let you go this time."

He flicked his sleeve and walked away, finding a place to sit.

Xiao Shou, the Ashe Ghost King, turned to Hua Rong and smiled. "Congratulations on your recovery."

Hua Rong nodded silently in response.

A bulky man approached and said. "Fortunately, you have recovered in time."

This person was Shi Gou, the Stone Ghost King.

Suddenly, Xiao Shou raised his head to look at the sky. "They are here."

At this moment, several figures appeared in the sky.

"Peng Zhen greets all the ghost kings." An old man at the front landed on the ground and immediately cupped his fists.

He was the sect master of the Southern Earth Sect, one of the four great sects.

"Hahaha! You have arrived earlier than me, Brother Peng."

Suddenly, loud laughter echoed as a tall man appeared in the sky with his companions. He was Huo Xun, the sect master of the Eastern Flame Sect.

He landed on the ground and cupped his fists toward Xiao Shou. "Huo Xun pays homage to all the ghost kings."

"You don't have to be polite, Sect Master Huo. Sect Master Peng." Xiao Shou said gently.

He looked at the young practitioners behind him and nodded approvingly. "Not bad. They are talented."

"Hehe. This batch of disciples is very good indeed." Huo Xun grinned proudly.

He glanced around briefly and asked in doubt. "Where are the others?"

"They should arrive soon." Peng Zhen spoke.

As his voice faded, several groups of people appeared in the sky, one after another.

"Feng Li greets all the ghost kings."

"Bei Ling pays homage to all the ghost kings."

The man and the woman were the sect masters of the Western Wind Sect and the Northern Frost Sect, respectively.

"Li Fuxi greets all the seniors."

"Teng Wu greets…"

"He Quan…"

"Fang Zhou..."

The people from the twelve clans followed closely.

Xiao Shou swept his gaze over everyone and asked curiously. "Where are the Qing Clan and the Ji Clan?"

Everyone glanced at each other and realized that the members of the Qing Clan and the Ji Clan were missing.

Normally, they should have arrived here long ago because they lived nearby. It was indeed strange.

"I heard that they had conflicts in the past years. The Ji Clan kidnaped Qing Heng's eldest daughter." Li Fuxi, the leader of the Li Clan, suddenly spoke.

"Hmm? There is such a thing?" Xiao Shou frowned slightly. Although he was the Ghost King of the Southern Region, he didn't pay much attention to the Qing Clan and the Ji Clan.

"Let me send someone to check it." Peng Zhen spoke and signaled one of his people.

"No need." Xiao Shou spoke. "It's their loss if they don't come."

"Understood." Peng Zhen responded.

At this moment, a terrifying pressure descended from the sky, enveloping everyone present.

Hua Rong's expression turned cold. She waved her hand, and a beam of colorful light immediately shot toward a silhouette in the sky.

RIIP—

An incredibly sharp, tearing sound reverberated in the depths of everyone's souls. At that moment, the sky shook violently as if the world were on the brink of collapsing.

"Hah! I didn't expect you to recover so quickly." An arrogant male voice echoed as the silhouette in the sky became clearer.

The figure was a man wearing a black robe. He was Gao Kang, also known as the Black Eagle Ghost King.

Hua Rong stared coldly at the man, and her powerful aura surged, causing Peng Zhen and the others to retreat. Gao Kang was the one who injured her not long ago, and she was ready to seek revenge.

Xiao Shou hurriedly stepped forward and said. "Hold on. This is not the right time."

"Brother Xiao is right. You should listen to him." Gao Kang grinned playfully.

Hua Rong glared at Gao Kang for a while, and her aura gradually subsided. She was aware of the significance of today's event. It was definitely not the right time to confront Gao Kang here.

Gao Kang laughed when he saw the scene but chose not to provoke Hua Rong further.

He landed on the ground and gazed at the barrier with a touch of excitement. This time, he came fully prepared. He was confident that he would reach the end of the bridge…