The ghostly mist dispersed, uncovering several sinister figures clad in uniform black-and-white striped garb, with strands of mist weaving through them as though alive. Surrounding them, clusters of pale green spectral flames swirled, shaping into various forms.
"Ghost King Ruins!"
The crowd that had been vying for power all revealed an expression of horror.
Uncle Xu's pupils also contracted slightly.
Illusion Orchid Tower was powerful, indeed, but at the very least it represented the Righteous Path and had its limits in behavior.
Whereas Ghost King Ruins gathered individuals of extreme cruelty who would stop at nothing to achieve their goals. The martial arts they cultivated were of the Devil Path; their destiny was to walk the path of devilry if they wished to progress faster.
"Ninth Void Ghost King, you truly are a persistent spirit."
Madam Xi, looking toward the figure wearing a bamboo hat emerging from the ghostly mist, assumed a more grave expression.
