A Top Scholar in Everything-Chapter 899 - 885: Alliance of the Strong

On the main street, a wedding procession with red decorations and the sound of gongs and drums appeared once again. They headed toward the city center, with thousands of ghosts cheering and inexplicably following behind, swelling the ranks of this strange procession.

On the other side.

On Withered Zen Mountain, an old monk with a face of sorrow, wearing tattered monk robes, walked out of the temple. He descended the stone steps one at a time, surrounded by a halo of Buddhist light, resembling a Buddha who had reached enlightenment for many years. This was a Ghost Buddha.

The strength of the Withered Zen old monk is definitely on par with Bao Yue.

Their encounter last night was likely a mutual test, with Bao Yue clearly acknowledging the old monk's strength. Although the monk appeared extremely eerie, and his cultivation path was quite bizarre, one could not deny the formidable power he possessed.

After the old monk descended Withered Zen Mountain, a hundred ghosts surprisingly followed him. Each of these ghosts wore a sorrowful expression, eyes full of compassion, appearing as benevolent individuals. Of course, Baiyu had seen their nighttime appearances, so a strong sense of incongruity washed over him.

Apart from these two groups.

On another side of the city, a cloud of dust suddenly arose, as a large number of ghosts followed a man with a flag stuck in his back, advancing straight ahead.

Besides these three groups.

A few minutes later, yet another group emerged from another side of the city. This group was even more peculiar, being enveloped by a river, flowing through the streets. However, not a single drop of that river's water spilled outside the streets.

Four groups, mightily marching toward the city center.

Each group contained at least a hundred ferocious and fierce ghosts. Of course, there were even more onlookers, as this class was always the largest, no matter the event.

Baiyu and Long Potian blended into the group of onlookers.

During this time, Baiyu nudged Long Potian, urging him to use his ghostly identity to get acquainted. After all, being a living person created a gap between himself and the ghost brothers. Soon, Long Potian quickly formed a rapport with a ghost brother.

"Brother, I've never seen such a grand scene before, what's going on in the city?"

Long Potian asked a ghost next to him.

"Hehe, brother, you just don't get it. This city, it's about to change. Lady Wushan was killed! Just last night."

The bull-headed ghost bragged, "Lady Wushan, she was one of the three major forces in the city. To think, last night, she was killed by Bao Yue. Bao Yue somehow allied with the Nether River and the Guide.

The three of them joined forces, killed Lady Wushan, and then dealt with those disobedient oppositions.

Now, all the forces in the city have united as one, aiming to challenge the most powerful Ghost King in the city.

You probably don't know who the Ghost King is, do you?

Truth is, I haven't met him either. His name is Shadow Emperor, and anyone who dares to challenge his authority is eliminated within the city."

Long Potian frowned, "Does that mean that if you want to die, you just find the Shadow Emperor? Aren't there many people here looking to die? Why don't they use this method to do it?"

The bull-headed ghost replied, "Die? You're too naive. Those who offend the Shadow Emperor experience the most brutal torture in this world. Moreover, they'll never be reincarnated, living every moment in excruciating torment.

He won't let you die, he'll only let you endlessly reincarnate in a Hellish cycle."

The bull-headed ghost's eyes filled with deep fear at this point. But soon, he became excited, "But this time, the four groups being eliminated is equivalent to the city losing four powers at once.

Never thought the old Withered Zen monk would join in, too.

That old fox never used to interfere in such matters, always practicing with the ghosts bewitched by him, fortifying his territory like an iron wall.

If these four forces are wiped out,

The city will undergo a major reshuffle, and spirits like us will have a chance to climb up."

The levels within the city are relatively fixed.

Wandering spirits hold the least status, and are the easiest to bully.

But once those powers at the top fall, they have a chance to rise again, and new forces will form, replacing their positions. That's the rule under the Shadow Emperor, which no one can break.

Long Potian asked, "Are you so sure they can't defeat the Shadow Emperor? They all seem extremely powerful!"

"Hehe, brother, are you a new ghost?"

"Um, yes, just died last night..." Long Potian blushed. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

The bull-headed ghost gave a mysterious smile, "That's what you don't understand, this has happened more than once in the city. In the past, those rebellious forces couldn't even withstand the Shadow Emperor, let alone defeat even his Gong Beaters."

Long Potian was about to ask more, but suddenly the city center erupted into a fierce battle.

Only to see several Gong Beaters wielding copper gongs, launching an attack on the four groups. A massive brawl broke out instantly, dark energy shot out in all directions, forming a completely dark Ghostly Realm at the center.

Baiyu and Long Potian didn't dare to get close.

However.

The battle's impact grew, even destroying all the houses in the city center. For a moment, thousands of ghosts wailed, and everyone was on edge.

Many cultivators among them even trembled with fear.

At the battle's peak, a gigantic black river suddenly swept through, swallowing the Gong Beaters completely, leaving not a single trace.

Nether River!

Through the bull-headed ghost's words, they learned that this rolling black river was the renowned Nether River.

This ghost form was rare, thus easily attracting attention.

After the Gong Beaters were killed, the hidden Shadow Emperor seemed truly enraged, and the sky suddenly split open with a huge crack.

One by one, more Gong Beaters emerged from within.

Each even stronger than before, their dark energy as dense as thick mist.

At this moment.

Bao Yue, the Guide, and the Master of Withered Zen all struck together.

The city's four strongest faced this new wave of Gong Beaters, but soon the vast disparity became apparent.

This group of Gong Beaters, under the four's offensive, lasted less than a minute before perishing instantly.

"Follow me, charge in!"

At this point.

The previously silent Guide spoke in a low voice.

The countless ghosts behind him surged, and he took the lead, charging into the crack in the sky. Withered Zen, Bao Yue, and Nether River closely followed, leading their forces in pursuit.

At this moment.

The entire Ghost City erupted.

Because never before had anyone been able to kill the Gong Beaters and still fight their way into the rift.