Enjoying his new name, the evil ghost wanted to resist under Lu Xingyan's kind smile but swallowed back his words.
After thinking it over, he found the name quite nice—it sounded like it could fill him up with just a listen.
Holding the paper string, Lu Xingyan arrived at the edge of the fissure, "Fangtong, you go first."
Evil Ghost: "..." I **** you ****
"Yes, Master." With a teleportation he floated beside Lu Xingyan, Fangtong respectfully bowed.
Lu Xingyan only descended on his sword control after sensing no danger from the underground palace below through the Power of the Stars within Fangtong.
Many human bones piled up on either side of the underground palace, scattering in the wind as outsiders approached.
Picking up a handful of bone ash, Lu Xingyan pondered, "The Illusory Dream Secret Realm appeared in the Immortal Spirit Realm a thousand years ago. Could this heritage treasure have been established at the very beginning of its creation?"
