"Let's go to the ghost clan." Wei Junyao said.

"To the Oni Clan?" Wu Zu looked at her in surprise. "How do you want to go there?"

"But you can't just wait here and do nothing." Wei Junyao smiled. "The King of the Hidden Capital has been moving, but if we have nothing to do here, then the gap between the enemy and us will be widened until there is no longer any room for confrontation, then we can really rest completely."

"But the ghost clan has turned it upside down, and there is really nothing in it, rather than wasting time here, it is better to think carefully about how to deal with the next plan of the King of the Hidden Capital." Wu Zu explained slowly.

"Thank you, Holy Ancestor, I think I've already decided." Wei Junyao said.

"What about Xiao Yi?" Wu Zu asked.

Although I didn't know why, when I heard Wei Junyao say this, I had to nod in confusion.

When the two of them left Wu Zu's house, on the way back, I saw that there was no one around, so I couldn't help but ask Wei Junyao. "What are you going to do with the ghosts?"

"With such a deep-rooted race, there will definitely be something left, just like the Feng Clan, I want to try my luck." Wei Junyao explained simply.

I nodded. "When are you leaving?"

"Wait two more days, I want to wait a little longer to see if there is any news from the ancient road." Wei Junyao said.

"Are you worried about the Blood Sacrifice?"

"Well, the lives of hundreds of thousands or even millions of living beings, once the blood sacrifice really begins, I don't know what kind of fate we will face next."

The next morning, to Wei Junyao's surprise, Shui'er knocked on the door early again.

"Sun Jiuli has news." Shui'er said. "The Ninth Evil Monk has agreed to our conditions, and has personally sent someone to inquire about the news of the Demon Lord and Mo Ji."

"Didn't you say anything else?" Wei Junyao asked.

"Yes!" Shui Er said excitedly. "The Ninth Evil Monk told Sun Jiuli that if Sun Jiuli could help him regain control of the Nine Springs Mansion, then he would cooperate with Sun Jiuli at any cost."

"The Ninth Evil Monk, this is something in the words." I laughed.

Wei Junyao nodded. "The Ninth Evil Monk must know that the person standing behind Sun Jiuli is us, so his words are tantamount to communicating with us through Sun Jiuli, but we have never been in contact with the Ninth Evil Monk, so how to cooperate next, we have to further observe and talk."

"The Ninth Evil Monk has become a hero with the strength of a half-saint, almost unifying the world, and we have to guard against the city and schemes of this kind of person." I said.

Shui Er answered, and then said. "There is news about dozens of ancient road towns being blocked, and Sun Jiuli has also come with some news."

"How?" Wei Junyao asked.

"Judging from the current situation, the king of Youdu is just locking the city, prohibiting the people in the city from entering and leaving, and there is no next move for the time being, but on the day that Sun Jiuli sent the news, it was rumored that a secret army was drawn from Shuofang City, but the specific destination is unknown."

"Secret Army?" Wei Junyao frowned and asked. "Is it the Yin Army or the Demon Clan?"

"I don't know." Shui'er shook her head and said. "Listening to Sun Jiuli, this army seems to appear out of thin air, and then evaporate out of thin air, except for the four ancestors of the Nine Springs Mansion, even the Nine Evil Monks didn't hear the wind at all."

"It's not that the Ninth Evil Monk hasn't heard the news, but he just feels that he hasn't reached this point with us yet." Wei Junyao said with a chuckle.

"In that case, let's go to the ghost clan's lair without further ado." I said.

Wei Junyao nodded in agreement.

"You're going to the Oni Clan?" Shui'er's face was full of excitement. "Are you going to take me with you?"

"You can't go." I said.

"Why?"

"I can't do without you here." I said. "Lord Feng and Marquis Wumei are still outside, and now there are only the two saints left in Guiru, but they are not familiar with the Wushan people who stayed here, and they still need you to take care of them."

"I don't take care of it." Shui'er was angry. "There are so many people, why should I take care of them, you have to take me with you, if you don't take me, I'll go out and play by myself, anyway, I don't take care of so many people here."

Wei Junyao and I looked at each other, it was expected, and we didn't know how to go to the ghost clan without water to lead the way, so after thinking about it, we agreed to her.

The ghost clan's nest is located in the extreme west of Nanming, which is a barren and uninhabited wilderness.

There are no cities or strongholds, just wilderness.

Listen to Shui'er, no one should enter there, the demons will retreat, and when the moon is full at night, there will be ghosts and shadows on the empty wilderness.

The demons are not afraid of ghosts, but they are afraid of ghosts whose strength is far above theirs.

The people of the ghost clan, one ghost picks a hundred demons, this saying has been in Nanming for a long time.

These ghosts are strange and difficult to find, and their spells are unpredictable, and they are no longer opponents that can be dealt with by brute force alone.

So once we really enter that wasteland, it will be a long time of aimless searching, no buildings, no coordinates, no obstacles, all miles belong to the ghost clan, and it takes time and energy to find something in such a place that we don't even know what it is, you can imagine.

The three of them traveled rapidly in Nanming for nearly three days, and finally stood at the edge of the wasteland on the third night, when the moonlight had just risen.

Endless.

It's all convex stones that are exposed to the air.

Layer upon layer, the land in front of you seems to have been stepped on by countless huge spiked shoes, and as far as the eye can see, there is no complete place.

And the temperature here is very low.

So low that it turns into frost.

Moreover, the gusts of wind sweeping across the ground can be seen almost with the naked eye, as if they are the last guards left behind in the territory of the ghost clan, and let out a threatening roar at those who trespass on the territory.

"This is the Oni Realm." Shui Er said as she looked at the wilderness in front of her. "It's close to a hundred miles, you can look for it slowly, I hope you can find what you want before the King of Youdu returns to Nanming."

I heard that Shui Er seemed to have something to say, so I asked curiously. "What's the matter, you seem to know a lot about this place."

"Nope." Shui'er said. "I just think that looking aimlessly like this will not lead to results."

"A ghost clan with tens of thousands of years of history, the heritage contained in it cannot be brought to the Yellow River Ancient Road so simply, they must have left something, but it will definitely not be easily discovered."

"Let's look for it first, at least touch this place first, I really can't think of other ways." I said.

The three of them acted separately and walked towards the realm of the ghost clan.

The moment my body stepped into this wasteland, I seemed to feel an inexplicable chill from my back.

It was as if there was a pair of eyes staring at him gloomily in a dark corner of the surroundings.

But looking around, there was no obstacle, no ghosts.

I exhaled slightly, knowing that this place must not be easy, and at the same time quickened my pace and continued to walk deeper.

The whole place, as the water said, was barren and full of protruding black rocks, and not long after the three of them came here, there was a muffled thunder in the dark sky, and then a light rain began to fall.

The rain is cold, and when it hits people's bodies, it is like an invisible blade cutting into the flesh and straight into the soul.

Looking up at the sky, through the dense raindrops, you can see that the full moon is still hanging high in the night sky, sprinkling the moonlight like mercury, which looks out of place with the drizzle in the sky.

Da! Da! Da!

As he was running rapidly, he heard the same rhythm of footsteps as his own pace, mixed with the rain.

I was slightly stunned and stopped to look around.

At this point, his cultivation is no longer afraid of some ordinary ghosts and evil spirits.

Even if it's a ghost with a certain strength, I don't pay attention to it.

But the purpose of our coming here this time is to find the secret of the ghost clan, the ghost clan has completely withdrawn and followed the demon lord into the Yellow River Ancient Road, if someone really has been following me, then it is tantamount to a good thing for our trip.

"Who?" I whispered.