Chapter 1288: Southern Ghost Emperor
“So? Who’s next?”
Ye Qing did not care for their opinions. After Yan Wuxie was gone, he called out for the next challenger to step on stage.
“Already? Is he mad?”
The crowd received another shock after hearing this. It was bad enough that he rejected Yan Wuxie’s olive branch, but to call for the next challenger already without even bothering to change out of his tattered clothes?
Was he actually in a hurry to depart to the next life or something?
Although Ye Qing managed to defeat Yan Wuxie, anyone could tell that it wasn’t an easy fight. Logically speaking, now was the time to catch at least a small break. However, the person who should be most aware of this had chosen to resume the fight instead. The only word they knew to describe his decision-making was insanity. Pure insanity.
“Hahaha... you truly are a hero of the ages, Mad Lord. There is no one I admire more than a hero.”
Ye Qing had just finished when a loud, long laugh suddenly came from the sky. Yin wind blew, dark clouds churned, and an exquisite, noble-looking carriage rode out into the open.
The carriage was absolutely massive. Over three hundred meters tall, the compartment was made from bones, the curtains from silky black hair, the wheels from skulls the size of houses, and shafts from dragons and serpents. The animals drawing the carriage were nine house-sized ghost tigers.
Dark red, ghastly flames were burning above the compartment and the ghost tigers and blending into all sorts of mysterious patterns and profound cloud scripts. Although the carriage gave off a scary first impression, it was really more regal than horrifying.
Ghost generals wielding banners and sabers, and yin soldiers bearing armor and spears surrounded the carriage. As the banners fluttered in the sky, ghastly flames blotted out the sky and created mirages of many nine-headed Nether Phoenixes, screeching and howling like ghouls.