Strongest War Emperor

"Rakshasa Ghosts! Spirit Martial Realm Rakshasa Ghosts!"

Nalan Ziyun gasped and cried out in alarm as she looked at the horned Ghosts leading the charge.

The five Ghosts had green faces and sharp fangs. Each had two long, ink-black sharp horns on its head. Their entire bodies were shrouded in a gray-white mist, their forms flickering in and out of sight, making them look both extraordinarily vicious and unpredictably strange.

Moreover, each of these Rakshasa Ghosts was over ten feet tall, making Shen Lang and Nalan Ziyun look like tiny tots in front of them.

Following them were over fifty more Ghosts. Each had a pointed head, a green-glowing body that flickered between solid and ethereal, and crimson flames dancing within their pupils.

These Ghosts held Bone Blades of varying lengths in their hands. The blades constantly spewed greasy green Ghost Fire, which, combined with the gloomy and terrifying surroundings, was truly enough to make one’s heart tremble in fear.

The five Rakshasa Ghosts led this large horde of lesser ghosts, immediately surrounding Shen Lang and Nalan Ziyun.

At the same time, countless other Ghosts floated in the air, emitting soul-snatching wails as they waited for an opportunity to strike.

The "Rakshasa Ghost" is an extremely rare type of Ghost, and their numbers are very few.

They are one of the few types of Ghosts that can move about brazenly under the sun and can fly through the sky and burrow through the earth.

Unlike the Ghosts following behind them, these Rakshasa Ghosts possessed physical bodies. Moreover, their bodies were tyrannical, and they wielded immense strength, unlike the other Ghosts which were mere Soul Bodies.

"Five Spirit Martial Realm Rakshasa Ghosts, over fifty Qi Martial Realm Ghosts, and countless other Monsters and Demons... It’s like all the Ghosts in the entire Dark Forest have come out in full force. That old ghost really thinks highly of us," Nalan Ziyun said with a bitter, wry smile.

Shen Lang shook his head. "I wouldn’t say he thinks highly of us. More likely, the old ghost is just overly cautious, afraid we came specifically for him... I’ll bet he was just as paranoid back when he was alive."

As he spoke, he wrapped his arm around Nalan Ziyun’s waist and said, "Alright, a big battle is about to start. The sooner we finish this, the sooner we can get through the Dark Forest."

Nalan Ziyun hadn’t expected him to pull a move like that at a time like this. She flared up in anger. "You... you little rogue! You’re still thinking about taking advantage of me at a time like this! Let go, or I’ll help that old ghost deal with you!"

As she spoke, she raised her hand, feigning a strike.

However, despite her threatening posture, her eyes shimmered with a look that was part delight, part annoyance. Her whole body went soft and pliant, and the hand she raised had not an ounce of force behind it.

"Damn, who wants to take advantage of you? I’m trying to get you into my Magical Treasure so you don’t get hurt by those Ghosts. You think I want to play around with these things? I need to get to the Ghost King’s true body as fast as possible and stop his advancement! If he really breaks through to the Xuanwu Realm, it’ll be nearly impossible for us to leave the Dark Forest!"

"You... Why didn’t you say so earlier!" Nalan Ziyun’s face flushed red as she spoke in a low voice. She also knew that, facing so many Ghosts, her Qi Martial Realm Ninth Heaven cultivation made her a complete burden.

Facing so many powerful Ghosts, even Shen Lang would probably be in grave danger if he hadn’t cultivated a Thunder Element Technique!

Just then, one of the Rakshasa Ghosts let out a sharp cry and led a group of lesser ghosts in the first charge.

Shen Lang’s eyes turned cold. He brandished the Celestial Water Blade, and an incomparably sharp blade light flared, instantly blasting the Rakshasa Ghost and the group of lesser ghosts behind it away.

"Relax. Don’t resist," Shen Lang said, wrapping his arm around Nalan Ziyun again.

’If I don’t get her inside soon, this fight is going to be a real hassle.’

With a flash of white light, Nalan Ziyun was enveloped by a ball of mist and vanished on the spot.

"Eh?" A surprised and suspicious cry came from the Ghost King in the sky.

He was, of course, very familiar with the Magical Treasures used by the Human Race’s Martial Artists. Ones that could contain living people were rare.

Ordinary Sumeru Rings generally had a space of dozens of yards, but they couldn’t hold living beings.

The space in a Storage Pouch was even smaller, and it was also impossible to place living beings inside.

The Beast Escape Chapter could be used to store tamed Spirit Beasts, but only if the Spirit Beast was willing. Moreover, there wasn’t much space inside, and the Spirit Beast would immediately fall into a deep sleep upon entering, so it couldn’t stay inside for long.

As for other Magical Treasures that could allow a living person to enter, they were not unheard of, but they were definitely extremely rare.

Meanwhile, Nalan Ziyun, who had entered the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron, had just as many questions about the small cauldron as the Ghost King.

She stood amidst the mist and called out, "Hey, this is your Magical Treasure! Is there any way for you to let me see what’s happening outside? I’ll go crazy from boredom if I’m just stuck in here by myself!"

’What a pain!’

Shen Lang rolled his eyes. With a slight flicker of his Divine Thought, a huge screen of light immediately appeared before Nalan Ziyun inside the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron, displaying the entire situation outside.

"Whoa, what kind of Magical Treasure is this? It’s so powerful! I want one too!" Nalan Ziyun, having procured a bright red fruit from who-knows-where, took a bite and sat down. She began to watch with great relish as Shen Lang charged into the horde of Ghosts, his long blade sweeping aside all who stood in his way.

"Go, go, you’re not fighting alone! You’re not fighting alone!"

"You’re fighting a whole bunch of ghosts!"

Nalan Ziyun was in high spirits, cheering Shen Lang on with all her might, waving a flag and shouting... and she really was waving a small white banner!

Shen Lang was getting distracted by her shouting. He sent his Divine Thought into the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron to check and nearly fainted from anger.

It turned out the woman had somehow gotten a piece of white cloth, tied it to a tree branch to make a small white banner, and was waving it for all she was worth!