132: Saint Ziye Wujiu

Gu Changan had just watched the battle, and felt somewhat immersed in it.

If he were to fight the three of them, the outcome would really be hard to say!

For the Ghost Cultivator Ghost Without Way, with so many Yin soldiers, it wouldn't be easy for him to kill him.

After all, he coveted the Yin soldiers in the other's possession; those were 100 Foundation Establishment Stage Yin soldiers!

Then he would only be able to send a Golden Core Stage Ghost General to launch a sneak attack!

If it went smoothly, he could also harvest a supreme grade hundred soul banner full of Yin soldiers.

It was possible there might also be the soul defense magical artifact he was looking forward to.

Finally, there was the other party's entire fortune as a True Disciple!

As for the combat style of Daoist Xue Feiyu, he simply could not let the other party prepare.

He could not let him bring out all those blood corpses!

The simplest method would still be to use a Golden Core Stage Ghost General.

If the other party triggered the blood corpses to self-destruct, he would not be able to defend against it at all.

In that case, he would just have to trade blows, as he had so many top-grade thunderclap pellets!

Killing the opponent would only result in obtaining the two possibly existing Cultivation Techniques.

As for the opponent's blood corpses, they were dispensable existences.

After all, he already had a Golden Core Stage Ghost General, and he was starting to look down on Foundation Establishment Stage combat power!

As for the first-ranked Night Without Blame, he really didn't have a good way to deal with him.

The other party's blood river defended his whole body; if he used a Golden Core Stage Ghost General, the attack might be weakened.

The Golden Core Stage Ghost General might also suffer some damage.

The best method was to use top-grade thunderclap pellets to bomb him wildly.

After all, brute force creates miracles!

After Gu Changan figured out these key points, he relaxed.

This time, he would just treat it as an outing!

If he left now, it would be too suspicious!

Gu Changan suppressed the restlessness in his heart and slowly observed the results of the other arena matches.

As expected, a winner was selected half a day later.

Arrogant and conceited, he prepared to challenge the first-ranked Night Without Blame.

As a result, Night Without Blame had already recovered as good as new after half a day of treatment.

He had changed into clean white clothes, although his hair was scorched black from the explosion.

But by now, he had groomed himself carefully, and he didn't look so bad anymore.

After getting on stage, Night Without Blame didn't give the opponent any time to react.

He pushed the blood river forward to roll over him, and the opponent's whole body was immediately drenched in blood.

It was as if he had been skinned; his entire skin had been devoured by the blood river.

This was still the result of Night Without Blame holding back; otherwise, he would have been left without a complete corpse!

This left the audience present stunned.

They hadn't expected that other ordinary Cultivators would have some gap compared to the first-ranked Night Without Blame.

But they hadn't expected the gap to be this large!

At this moment, they thought back to how Ghost Without Way and Blood Flying Feather had traded blows back and forth with Night Without Blame.

So, there really was an insurmountable chasm between ordinary Disciples and True Disciples!

Finally, the referee on the arena solemnly announced: "Congratulations! The True Disciple of the Blood Fiend Alliance, Night Without Blame, has won the title of Saint!"

"From now on, he is the Saint of our Blood Fiend Alliance!"

Everyone off the stage cast envious gazes, but after a brief silence.

Everyone began to salute: "Congratulations, Saint!"

Gu Changan had to go with the flow; otherwise, standing there awkwardly would look too abrupt.

Saint Night Without Blame began to look a bit puffed up with pride.

"Many thanks to all the Fellow Daoists for your strong support!"

Then Night Without Blame was taken off the stage; he was likely going to select a treasure!

Gu Changan was a bit envious; the treasury of the Blood Fiend Alliance!

When could he get in?

He wondered what Night Without Blame would choose?

If it were him, he would choose a core formation pill, a nascent soul forming pill, and a soul defense magical artifact!

If there was no nascent soul forming pill, he would just take the one with the highest Treasure Qi color; that wouldn't be wrong!

Gu Changan put away his fantasies and started to head back!

After tidying up a bit in Blood Refining City, the people who had come to observe the ceremony began to disperse slowly.

Gu Changan mingled among them and started to head in the southwest direction.

The destination was the Nether Ghost Market that the attendant from the Treasure Pavilion had mentioned earlier!

Blood Refining City was still too dangerous; he had to leave quickly first.

Gu Changan was not in a hurry to reach his destination; he Cultivated while walking along the way.

The further south he went, the more remote the location, the denser the shrubbery, and the fewer the people.

Everywhere there were standing withered bones and scattered dried corpses; passing by, he could still smell a foul odor.

It looked like he had already reached the territory of Ghost Cultivators.

Only places with rich Yin Qi were suitable for Ghost Cultivators!

Gu Changan calculated the time; excluding the time spent Cultivating along the way, he could travel about 1,000 li per day.

After three days, he arrived at a mountain forest.

Dozens of small mountains were connected together, and there were valleys between the mountains.

The entire mountain was shrouded in mist, and he couldn't see clearly beyond two zhang.

The trees on both sides were dozens of zhang high, and both the ground and the tree trunks were covered with bright red moss!

From time to time, the startled cries of strange birds could be heard.

The sunlight from the sky couldn't shine down at all, and the entire forest was gloomy and very damp.

Could it be that the Yin Qi here was very strong?

That was why so many Ghost Cultivators gathered here?

Walking here was truly hair-raising.

Gu Changan couldn't distinguish whether the dense fog in the mountain stream was ordinary fog or poisonous miasma.

But he still held two top-grade detox pills in his mouth.

Regardless of whether it was poisonous or not, he would take precautions first!

Gu Changan climbed over two mountain peaks but did not see any obvious man-made structures.

Could it be that the attendant from the Treasure Pavilion had deceived him?

Thinking about it, it didn't seem likely; it was impossible to fabricate a ghost market for no reason!

Gu Changan touched his forehead, feeling a bit speechless.

He had forgotten that he came from the Tianji Pavilion!

Then he extended his right hand and calculated with his fingers; the direction was due southwest.

The location was right in the middle of these dozen or so mountain forests.

But with the naked eye, he couldn't see anything there?

Gu Changan estimated that there should be some hidden Formation there.

After climbing over the central mountain peak, he finally saw Treasure Qi swirling below.

It seemed there was indeed a hidden Formation here!

Gu Changan looked around; the choice of this location was quite particular.

Three mountains surrounded a valley in the middle, and there was a passage between every two mountains.

The entire Nether Ghost Market had three passages, and one could enter or exit from any direction, which guaranteed the greatest freedom of movement.

A large number of black-robed Cultivators were gathered in the central valley.

However, they were all wearing cloaks or masks, concealing their appearances.

There were also some who were completely unmasked, not caring at all if others targeted them.

From the valley to the mountains on both sides, there were layers of buildings.

There was a small path between each layer of buildings, looking just like layers of terraced fields.

It seemed that there must be major forces behind these buildings.

As for those at the bottom of the valley, they were all small fry.

Gu Changan didn't know who had founded this Nether Ghost Market?

Did anyone maintain order here?

If someone maintained order, which force did they belong to?

If not, then it was even more brutal!

He could just rob them directly!

Gu Changan couldn't gauge the rules here, so he could only do as the locals did for now.