This ghost lantern was refined using Extreme Yin Fire, so the lantern's flame is Yin Fire. The corpse origin qi is the essence of the Ghost King's corpse qi, its richness is several dozen times that of ordinary corpse qi.

This corpse origin qi, ignited by the Yin Fire, forms a fire arrow but is shrouded in corpse yin qi,

This corpse yin qi is not ordinary corpse yin qi, it appears to be ghost fire, but actually has reached the extreme of Yin Corpse Qi. If hit, a person would instantly freeze into an ice corpse.

Very terrifying!

Seeing the ice-white fire arrow rushing over, Little Qing moved his left hand to protect Wang Xiaoqiang behind him. His fingers twitched and an extinction flower shot out to counter the fire arrow.

The next moment...

The fire arrow collided with the extinction flower.

With a loud bang, the collision exploded, and a strong shock wave reverberated.

The face felt painful.

The Ghost King saw his move broken by the flower and immediately sprayed out another corpse origin. The corpse origin qi ignited by the ghost lantern again turned into an ice-white fire arrow, rushing over.

Little Qing's fingers opened and closed, but in a short time, it was very difficult to condense another extinction flower. Seeing the fire arrow rushing over, Little Qing's face revealed panic and fear.

Wang Xiaoqiang moved his left hand and pulled Little Qing behind him, then his right hand struck out toward the incoming fire arrow.

Crack!

A one-meter-long lightning shot out from the palm and blasted onto the fire arrow.

Boom!

The lightning exploded the fire arrow.

The lightning was Heavenly Tiangang Fire, the nemesis of corpse yin qi.

After being ignited, the ghost lamp constantly consumed the Ghost King's corpse origin qi. Moreover, with the repeated use of ghost fire arrows, the consumption of corpse origin qi was even greater.

After consuming more than half of the corpse origin qi, still unable to kill Wang Xiaoqiang, the Ghost King felt helpless. He decisively raised the ghost lamp above his head, with the light fully protecting his body, then flew away.

While escaping, he warned, "Wang Xiaoqiang, you wait for me. I will definitely take your dog life another day."

In front of everyone, Wang Xiaoqiang naturally couldn't release the demon droplet. He could only retreat and take out the Sun-Shooting Bow, aiming at the Ghost King...

Wu Ling Zhenren saw the Ghost King flee and panicked, calling out loudly, "Ghost King, wait for me."

The Ghost King was protected by the ghost lamp. Wang Xiaoqiang knew that the arrow couldn't hurt him. Upon hearing Wu Ling Zhenren's cry, he suddenly turned the bow towards Wu Ling Zhenren and released an arrow.

Swish!

The Gang Qi arrow with attached lightning flew towards Wu Ling Zhenren.

Wu Ling Zhenren never expected Wang Xiaoqiang to suddenly aim the arrow at him, caught unprepared. The arrow pierced into his abdomen with a bang.

Wu Ling Zhenren's body trembled, his abdomen burnt black by the electric arc from the arrow. Overflowing with hatred, he barely endured the pain and forcibly expelled the arrow using his Gang Qi.

Then, he soared up, flying towards the Ghost King, attempting to seek refuge under the ghost lamp's light.

The Ghost King protected his body with the ghost lamp, his expression calm and indifferent as he watched Wu Ling Zhenren fly towards him.

Just as Wu Ling Zhenren approached, the Ghost King's expression became fierce and he flicked his finger at the ghost lamp's flame. Immediately, a purple ghost fire shot out, penetrating Wu Ling Zhenren's brow.

Wu Ling Zhenren's body trembled, his eyes suddenly opened wide, revealing fear, anger, despair, and unwillingness. He never imagined the Ghost King would betray him after using him.

"Hmph, did you really think I'd treat you as a friend? I was just using you. Now that you're of no use, why should I keep you around? Should I worship you like a master?"

A cold smile flashed on the Ghost King's face, then his figure accelerated, quickly disappearing into the horizon with the ghost lamp's glow.

Wu Ling Zhenren fell to the ground, beyond dead, his eyes still wide open.

Unwilling in heart, dead with unresolved grievances!

Twenty elite disciples surged forward, looking at Wu Ling Zhenren's corpse on the ground. Their expressions showed indignation and pity, yet no one shed a tear for him.

For he was not worth it!

Now they fully believed their esteemed teacher, Wu Ling Zhenren, was a colluder with ghost cultivators and a harmful menace to the people. They were ashamed to be his disciples.

At this moment, the vice sect leader and elders who had been lurking in concealment came forward.

Everything had been seen clearly by them; Wu Ling Zhenren had colluded with ghost cultivators and then was betrayed and killed by them.

Deserved retribution, his death was not regrettable!

Now, the Five Spirit Sect was leaderless. Faced with the aftermath, no one dared to speak out, fearing they would be suspected as Wu Ling Zhenren's allies, which would be disastrous.

While everyone remained silent, Wang Xiaoqiang shouted loudly, "Wu Ling Zhenren colluded with ghost cultivators, harming the people, and his death is deserved. If anyone is found to be his ally, I will report to His Majesty and exterminate their nine clans..."

Yangg Hu and Mubao, the two vice sect leaders, were so frightened by Wang Xiaoqiang's words that they immediately knelt down, stuttering, "We—we did not collude with ghost cultivators. We—we are innocent..."

The extermination of nine clans was too terrifying. No one could bear it. Wang Xiaoqiang was the Yue Marquis, a favored one before His Majesty, his words carrying tremendous weight.

Furthermore, Wu Ling Zhenren had been caught collaborating with ghost cultivators, solid evidence. If Wang Xiaoqiang became displeased with anyone and labeled them an ally of Wu Ling Zhenren, they too might be exterminated.

As the saying goes, "The punishment needs no excuse."

Yangg Hu and Mubao had once mocked and ridiculed Wang Xiaoqiang. Now they naturally feared his revenge. Terrified, they knelt down first.

Then, thump, thump, thump...

Followed by a chaotic series of sounds.

Except for Little Qing, everyone from the Five Spirit Sect present knelt before Wang Xiaoqiang.

Each of them nervously declared their stance, claiming they were not Wu Ling Zhenren's allies and had not colluded with ghost cultivators.

Seeing this situation, Wang Xiaoqiang was moved in his heart and said, "Good. Since you all claim innocence and have not colluded with ghost cultivators, then now follow me to White Emperor City to eliminate the remnants of ghost cultivators..."

Upon hearing this, everyone eagerly expressed their willingness to join, not one dared to disobey.

"Alright, pass the order. Those below the True Immortal Realm stay at the sect, those above the True Immortal Realm follow me to White Emperor City to kill ghost cultivators!" Wang Xiaoqiang raised his arm and shouted.

One call, many responses. Though Wang Xiaoqiang wasn't the sect leader, his words were more powerful than the leader's. Everyone followed him readily.

Wang Xiaoqiang wrapped his arm around Little Qing's waist, taking the lead to fly.

The twenty elite disciples followed closely, then the dozen elders, and finally the vice sect leaders and skilled disciples of the sect, all True Immortal Realm and above cultivators.

Though the Five Spirit Sect was large, it didn't have many disciples above the True Immortal Realm. Altogether, there were just over a hundred. But these over a hundred True Immortal Realm cultivators gathered in one place, made a formidable force. Under Wang Xiaoqiang's lead, they majestically flew towards White Emperor City. (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it on Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)

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