Wangui Chaozong

It has been a hundred years since the spiritual energy was revived. When the world of cultivation is still fighting for the spiritual veins of heaven and earth, Lin Xiu has been sleeping at the bottom of Mirror Lake for three hundred years. He used his natal essence and blood as a guide and the Nine Netherworld Cauldron as a furnace to refine the giant bronze coffin that suppressed the ghost king into his natal ghost weapon. When the first ghost gate suddenly opened in the middle of the lake, the nightmare of the entire cultivation world came. This is not an ordinary ghost control technique, but a ghost devouring law that can swallow all spirits. Every time Lin Xiu subdues a ghost, he can refine it into his own ghost general. Wherever the ghost passes, the mountains and rivers are stained with blood, and the monks turn into walking corpses. From Changbai Mountain to Kunlun Mountain, the ten spiritual veins fell one after another, and the Righteous Alliance trembled in the torrent of the ghost realm. What you are fighting for is the way of heaven, what I want is the eternity of the way of ghosts. Lin Xiu stood on the top of Mount Tai, with the bones of a hundred thousand monks beneath his feet, and the Nine Netherworld Cauldron suspended behind him. When ghosts from outside the territory invaded with a wave of world-destroying ghosts, he used the entire human world as bait to reshape the ghost path for a new era on the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.