When Huangpu Tao, Baili Mo, and the others saw Man Xiong behind Huang Tianbao, they were incredibly surprised.
They never expected that big oaf Man Xiong would choose to support this Yama.
They shouldn't think that just by wearing a hood, they wouldn't recognize him. With that massive frame and large head, very few people in the world looked like that.
What shocked them even more was that Yama was actually human.
After all, the other Ghost Kings were ghostly entities with bodies condensed from yin energy. This Yama was a living person of flesh and blood.
Was this an arrangement by the Ancient Barbarian Clan? Everyone was filled with doubt and suspicion.
Lu Ming was also full of confusion; he didn't understand how Man Xiong had ended up with Huang Tianbao.
"Boss, look at the ghost soldiers behind Old Third. Don't they look a bit familiar?"
At that moment, Big Yellow sent a sound transmission to Lu Ming.
Lu Ming was taken aback; he had been focused entirely on Huang Tianbao earlier.
Feeling the aura on Huang Tianbao, he knew that his physical body and soul had merged. He felt much more relieved now!
Hearing Big Yellow's transmission, he looked closer. Indeed, they were very familiar.
His eyes flashed as he realized why they looked familiar. Weren't these the same clay Yin soldiers they had seen beneath Huang Tianbao's ancestral tomb?
Later, Huang Tianbao had taken them away. Well, it wasn't exactly taking them away; they had just burrowed into his dantian.
He hadn't expected these clay Yin soldiers to actually come back to life.
What surprised Lu Ming even more was that Huang Tianbao had actually built a faction.
And he hadn't managed to curse them all to death yet.
Then he realized—these were all dead people. How much more could they be cursed to death?
It wasn't like their souls could be scattered, right?
Lu Ming's lip twitched. To be fair, Huang Tianbao really had found the perfect place for himself.
Meanwhile, Huang Tianbao on the spirit boat also spotted Lu Ming and Big Yellow.
Just as he was about to do something, he heard Lu Ming's transmission: "Stay calm!"
Huang Tianbao instantly understood his meaning—don't acknowledge each other yet.
He flicked his sleeves and stepped off the spirit boat.
"Is everyone here specifically to welcome me? You're far too kind!"
Hearing this, Ghost King Hei Dun and the others were fuming.
Who the hell is here to welcome you?
If it wasn't for the commotion you caused, who would have come out?
You're really good at flattering yourself!
But they couldn't say it out loud. Otherwise, what if he asked what they were doing out here?
They couldn't exactly say they came out to see the commotion he caused. Saying they were there to welcome him sounded better than that.
Suppressing the anger in his heart, Ghost King Hei Dun quickly spoke up: "Old Yama, please come in. Welcome to the Treasured Blade Assembly!"
"Good, good..."
Huang Tianbao didn't stand on ceremony at all. He strode into the great hall with large steps.
He sat directly in the main seat at the top!
Ghost King Huang Dun and the others widened their eyes when they saw him take the main seat.
Does this guy not know the rules? That's the host's seat.
Baili Mo and the others also frowned slightly. Was this person truly ignorant, or just pretending to be?
Lu Ming and Big Yellow exchanged a look. Old Third is a legend.
Ghost King Hei Dun looked at Huang Tianbao sitting in his seat and was speechless. If you're sitting here, where am I supposed to sit?
"Sit! Everyone, please sit! Don't be shy..."
At that moment, Huang Tianbao's voice rang out.
As soon as he spoke, Baili Mo and the others were even more speechless.
How could someone be so thick-skinned? He really wasn't treating himself as an outsider!
Ghost King Hei Dun looked around and sat in the seat originally meant for Huang Tianbao.
He couldn't exactly start a fight over a chair, could he?
Just as he sat down, Huang Tianbao's voice rang out again: "Didn't you say you were holding a Treasured Blade Assembly? Where's the blade?"
At the same time, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart: Let's get this over with quickly. I'm still waiting to talk to Eldest Senior Brother and the others!
Everyone: "..."
Why are you acting like we're your subordinates or something?
The problem is, who goes straight to the main event when hosting an activity?
There should be an opening speech or something, right?
The other Ghost Kings made up their minds—they would definitely never invite this guy to any of their future events.
He's too much of a troublemaker!!
Ghost King Hei Dun finally couldn't take it anymore and stood up.
"I have prepared some performances, and the drinks and snacks haven't been served yet!"
If I weren't alone and couldn't beat you, I would have thrashed you long ago!!
Last time, even when the five Ghost Kings joined forces, they could only barely suppress him.
If they really tried to kill him, they would definitely suffer losses. That was why they had acknowledged him as a Yama.
Huang Tianbao frowned. So much trouble?
"Fine, fine... just make it quick!"
Hearing this, everyone wondered why this guy was in such a hurry.
Clap, clap...
As Ghost King Hei Dun clapped his hands, two rows of ghost soldiers orderly brought out the drinks.
Then, various ghost soldiers began performing very characteristic netherworld acts.
"Ripping out hearts, gouging out lungs... pulling out tongues... breaking legs...!"
When the performances ended, Huang Tianbao thought the blade was finally coming out.
But Ghost King Hei Dun's voice rang out: "Fellow Daoists, the Kings’ War for Supremacy is only a few days away!"
It wasn't that he was in a hurry to mention it, but he was worried Huang Tianbao would cause more nonsense later.
Hearing this, Huang Tianbao remembered. Oh right! There's also that thing?
Lu Ming's eyes flickered. He hadn't expected there to be such an event.
He was curious about how this Kings’ War for Supremacy was fought.
"Ahem...!"
Ghost King Hei Dun cleared his throat and continued: "The so-called Kings’ War for Supremacy is where all our Ghost Kings go to Myriad Soul Mountain to pit our strengths against each other and fight for the Nether Ghost Seal! The winner gains the qualification to unify the Xuantian Continent..."
Huang Tianbao nodded repeatedly. "Got it."
Then, he spoke up impatiently: "Then let's hurry up and start admiring the blade!"
Everyone: "..."
Aren't you going to ask about the specific details of the Kings’ War for Supremacy?
You just have to admire the blade?
Wait, this guy keeps insisting on admiring the blade. Does he have designs on it?
Or does he have some other motive?
Ghost King Hei Dun felt exhausted.
He had hosted many events, but none were as tiring as this one.
He had actually encountered a stubborn mule who wouldn't follow the process.
"Bring out the treasured blade!!"
Ghost King Hei Dun waved his hand and shouted loudly.
He wanted to see what kind of scheme this guy had, being so eager to see the blade.
As Ghost King Hei Dun's voice fell, Ghost General Mo Tuo, who had already prepared in the side hall, walked toward the main hall carrying a table.
And Ye Fan was thrust into the center of the table.
Looking at the immortal treasure blade in front of him, Ghost General Mo Tuo's eyes flickered.
He wished he could take this guy to Lu Ming right now to have it refined and avenge his brother.
But he knew now was not the time.
Suppressing the hatred in his heart, he carried the table toward the main hall.
Sensing Mo Tuo's killing intent toward him, Ye Fan snorted in disdain.
Useless fellow. I just love how you hate me but can't do anything about it.
However, I don't like being targeted either. I'll find a chance to kill him!
The moment they saw Ye Fan, the Ghost Kings, as well as Baili Mo and the others, all had eyes that shone brightly.
The Ghost Kings hadn't expected that Hei Dun had actually obtained such a divine weapon.
From the aura radiating from this great blade, it was clear at a glance that it was no ordinary item!
Meanwhile, Huangpu Tao and the others muttered in their hearts: Finally, we see the immortal treasure blade again.
Baili Mo's mood was not great. This was his immortal treasure blade!
Now it had actually become someone else's.
He had to take it back.
Fa Zhen's eyes flickered, and his mood wasn't great either.
He had also owned it once and even used it.
But when the space collapsed, it had been flung away.
This blade has a predestined connection with the Ancient Buddha Sect. I must invite it back.
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