The faces of the monks in the temple subtly changed, and they all put down their work, looking towards the direction of the ancestral land.

There, a perpetual white mist shrouded the air.

But the recent entrance of Leifeng Pagoda brought a touch of golden light to the ancestral land.

Yet today, under that golden light, a figure shrouded in a swirling shadow appeared.

The figure sat cross-legged in the void, emanating a deathly ghostly aura, contrasting starkly with the Leifeng Pagoda above, which scattered gold light.

However, the two coexisted in great harmony.

A Ghost Buddha Path.

It is said to be a path of cultivation unearthed by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva himself, who resides in the Eighteen Layers of Hell, and vowed not to become a Buddha until hell was empty!

It retains the foundational essence of Buddhism while concurrently harnessing the power of ghost cultivation.

Not only does it allow mastery of Nether Artifacts effortlessly, but it also defies the overwhelming power of the Righteous Dao!

If not for this, ordinary ghost cultivators could never bask in the Buddha Light shed by Leifeng Pagoda.

"It's wonderful, the Abbot returns, wielding Leifeng Pagoda; the shame of Jinshan Temple can finally be cleansed!"

Excitedly, the monks clenched their fists, their eyes alight with excitement.

"So, has the Abbot not only returned but also transcended from the Grandmaster Peak to the pinnacle of the Grandmaster Summit in one leap?"

"The ancestors truly bestowed upon him a great opportunity..."

The Celestial Pearl Monk, in the Great Power Realm, gazed at the abbot who seemed to ascend in a single bound, filled with emotion and envy.

Now, as the resurrection of Fengdu Ghost City neared.

The yin energy doubled in the Human World.

Specializing in the Ghost Buddha Path, the abbot is believed to soon take that step to become a being of the Great Power Realm!

The Celestial Pearl Monk couldn't help but reflect on his journey, from Grandmaster to Grandmaster Summit, which took nearly two hundred years.

If not for Jinshan Temple's sole Ninth Grade Spirit Pill.

He might never have the chance to become a Great Power until the end of his life.

Yet, in just seven days, the Abbot surpassed his century of cultivation. And it won't be long before he surpasses him again.

This stroke of opportunity.

Left him with mixed emotions.

"So, is arduous cultivation ultimately no match for the favor of the ancestors..."

"Sigh..."

The Celestial Pearl Monk sighed lightly in his heart.

Within the ancestral land.

Ku Wu had revived, slowly opening his eyes, the depth in them hiding a sinister severity.

The wounds on his body had healed, leaving no trace of damage.

But if someone with keen perception were to notice, they would find that his heartbeat was no longer present.

"Leifeng Pagoda..."

"Haha... Hahaha... Hahahaha!"

Ku Wu gazed at the enormous pagoda suspended overhead, letting out a slightly crazed laughter.

After the laughter, with a wave of his hand, Leifeng Pagoda rapidly shrunk and fell into his palm.

This feeling of wielding it seamlessly brought an even wider smile to his face.

Facing the ancestral land, he single-handedly offered a salute:

"Many thanks to the ancestors of this temple; the honor and shame of Jinshan Temple will henceforth rest upon my shoulder alone!"

The ancestral land did not respond.

Ku Wu paid no mind, holding Leifeng Pagoda in his hand, body transforming into a shadowy wind, disappearing in an instant.

When he reappeared, it was within the Great Buddha Main Hall.

The monks inside, briefly stunned, then excitedly bowed,:

"Congratulations, Abbot! Felicitations, Abbot!"

All monks outside, hearing the voices, also turned towards the Buddhist Hall, collectively chanting.

"Congratulations, Abbot!"

The thunderous chorus didn't seem to affect Ku Wu; instead, at this moment, he was merely gazing coldly around.

This somewhat sinister gaze.

Imposed immense pressure on the high monks throughout the Buddhist Hall.

Making the hairs on their bodies stand on end, filling them with unease.

Then, Ku Wu expressionlessly asked:

"These few days, have you clearly investigated the news of the person who sliced Leifeng Pagoda with a sword and the whereabouts of the White Snake?"

An elder cautiously said: "In response to the Abbot, we have thoroughly investigated; after the White Snake escaped, she took the dying Cyan Snake to Qingfeng Temple for help!"

"Hmm?"

"Qingfeng Temple?"

Ku Wu's eyes narrowed, directly staring at the elder.

With a shiver coursing through his heart, the elder promptly continued: "According to the information we've received and our collective analysis, the person who sliced Leifeng Pagoda with a sword that day is actually the Master of Qingfeng Temple!"

Ku Wu's eyes narrowed slightly. After a brief silence, he finally let out a wicked laugh.

"No wonder."

"No wonder the four Tower Guardian Elders I sent to Qingfeng Temple met with a fate of utter defeat; turns out, he's the one holding the Immortal Sword!"

"Good, good!"

Ku Wu laughed aloud and slowly rose, saying:

This time, I shall ensure that within a hundred miles around Qingfeng Temple, not a single blade of grass shall survive."

"Not even a fly will leave alive!"

The icy words echoed in the solemn Buddhist Hall.

The high monks present looked at each other, each with their own concern but dared not speak.

"Is this the...Ghost Buddha Path?"

The Celestial Pearl Monk also secretly muttered in his heart, though the Abbot had always been strict, he could clearly feel that after this revival, the Abbot's demeanor had grown increasingly grim...

"I wonder, Abbot, when shall we depart?"

At this time, the Four Pearl Monk inquired.

The Nine-Turn Golden Bell, destroyed by his hand, had become his obsession.

The heart for revenge, eager and insatiable.

Ku Wu showed a sinister smile: "Of course, immediately!"

"Immediately?"

The Celestial Pearl Monk furrowed his brow, paused, then couldn't help but say:

"Abbot, why not wait a bit? Once you step into the Great Power Realm before proceeding, wouldn't it be foolproof?"

With those words, Ku Wu's eyes grew cold in an instant, as he slowly looked at the Celestial Pearl Monk, somberly asking:

"Are you doubting this seat's strength?"

The Celestial Pearl Monk's face slightly changed, hastily saying: "No... not at all, this humble monk merely thinks..."

Ku Wu sneered coldly: "This seat doesn't want your opinion; this seat only needs my own!"

"This..."

The Celestial Pearl Monk was at a loss for words, his complexion turning somewhat unsightly.

The high monks present knitted their brows tightly, looked at one another, but none dared to speak further.

At this moment, everyone could feel the change in the Abbot.

Ku Wu seemed also aware of this but didn't mind much, merely said blandly:

"Elder Celestial Pearl, if I'm not mistaken, didn't you say that person was only at the Grandmaster Realm?"

"Yes..."

Ku Wu nodded slightly: "In that case, there is nothing to worry about. I have now reached the Grandmaster Peak, even with him wielding an Immortal Artifact, he couldn't possibly be my adversary."

The Celestial Pearl Monk wanted to say more but hesitated: "But Bai Suzhen is still around... and that Black Bear Spirit also possesses rather formidable strength, I'm afraid..."

"No matter."

Ku Wu got up, his eyes landing on the Celestial Pearl Monk and the other three Pearl Monks, and said lightly:

"For this trip, the four elders should accompany me; that way, there's no chance of failure!"

Upon hearing this, the Four Pearl Monks were naturally overwhelmed with excitement.

After a glance shared between the other two with the Celestial Pearl Monk, without further word, they all nodded and spoke:

"As you command!"

That day.

The Abbot Ku Wu, holding Leifeng Pagoda, along with the four Tower Guard Monks, descended the mountain directly heading to Qingfeng Temple in White Cliff Mountain.

The journey caused a stir among countless cultivators.

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