When the aftermath faded and the smoke dissipated, the fallen group of ghost generals instantly reacted.

“Where is that kid? Where did that kid go?”

“Lord Ghost General’s Flash Finger Avatar was actually dodged by him to avoid the deadly killing chance.”

“Even so, he must have been quite injured after enduring that might at close range, if he could capture him, he would certainly be able to receive a reward from Lord Godly General!”

“Then why don’t you hurry and go after him? He’s seriously injured, he can’t run far!”

For the sake of the reward, all the ghost generals took action, except for Ghost Emperor Zhang Heng who floated in the air and indifferently watched all of this.

At this time, he suddenly realized something and glanced down at his right cuff, where a scorched black mark was quite striking.

That was the mark left behind by Qin Feng’s Thunder Finger!
“Somewhat interesting.” Zhang Heng glanced in the direction of the Ghost Gate Pass, both eyes narrowing slightly before his body flickered and disappeared.

When he reappeared, he had already reentered the Naihe Bridge.

When Zhao Wenhe saw Zhang Heng return alone, he knew that the capture had not been successful and could not help but be surprised.

Among the five great ghost generals, if they were to compete in speed, no one was Zhang Heng’s opponent, and even he had not captured the person who had broken into the boundary, which showed that the person who had broken into the boundary was not ordinary.

Zhou Beg stared closely at the boundary breaker, and asked without looking back, “Missed?”

Zhang Heng responded, “It’s not a miss, that kid was seriously injured by me, the rest of the people should be able to capture him back.”

Zhao Wenhe was curious, “You mean, you let him off the hook?”

“After giving him a chance to make a move and he didn’t die, I didn’t bother to go after him.” Zhang Heng graciously admitted that so many ghost generals at the Ghost Gateway had seen it, it was pointless for him to hide it even if he did.

“Why?” Zhou Beg asked indifferently.

“That kid is the Southern Ghost Emperor’s son in the Broken Realm, in order to save his father from coming to this realm alone, I am quite appreciative, that’s all.”

“This,” Zhao Wenhe was stunned for a moment, then looked at Elder Zhou Bei, “If that’s the case, he will definitely try to find a way to sabotage the Underworld Shakra’s Punishment in two days’ time, even though the possibility of that is slim to none.”

The Punishment of the Underworld Shakra had a fierce reputation in the ghost world, so how could it be so easy to sabotage?
There had been people who had tried to save the prisoners of the Hades Shakra Execution, but the result was only that their souls were split apart by the Hades Shakra Execution together.

As for the other party wanting to save someone from the Infernal Prison, that was even more of a fool’s errand.

After all, the only one who could open the Infernal Prison was Zhou Beg.

Thinking of this, he raised his head to look high into the sky, waiting for how the old man would respond.

Only to hear Zhou Beg say indifferently, ”Although it’s only an irrelevant mouse, tossing around in the Ghost Realm is also distracting.

Zhao Wenhe, go and capture it, dead or alive.

As for Zhang Heng, you’ve gone AWOL, so you’ll be punished to stay at the Bridge of Naihe to guard the Broken Boundary, and not be allowed to take a step away.”

“Good.” Zhang Heng readily accepted.

After Zhou Beg finished his instructions, he spoke again, “With the Ghost Lord sitting at the Broken Realm and no one at the seal to guard it, I will stay there until the execution of the Underworld Shakra’s Sentence is carried out.

If there is an emergency, summon me.”

“Understood.” Zhao Wenhe cupped his fists and answered.

When he looked up again, where was the old man’s figure?

After the old master left, Zhao Wenhe was about to leave when Zhang Heng suddenly spoke, “Don’t you think that all these things have happened too coincidentally recently?”

Zhao Wenhe paused, “What do you mean?”

“After the balance between life and death was broken, the ghost world has been experiencing frequent mutations.

Shentian wanted to put the Southern Ghost Emperor to death and waged war against the Broken Realm, and the Ghost Lord happened to be distracted at this time due to the Broken Realm barrier breaking down.

Behind all of this, there seems to be a pair of hands pushing.”

Zhao Wenhe sniffed and frowned, as a more senior Ghost Emperor in the Ghost Realm, how could he not see these problems? “What exactly are you trying to say? Could it be that you know who the pushers behind the scenes are?”

Zhang Heng let out a cold laugh, “Among the several great Ghost Emperors, other than the old master whom I can’t see through, who’s city can be as deep as yours, you’ve already known it in your heart, yet you still have to pretend to be confused by your understanding.”

Leaving these words behind, he turned around and left.

Zhao Wenhe closed his eyes and pondered for a long time before he made some sort of determination and swept off in the direction of the Ghost Realm’s Cuiyun Palace, which was the residence of Earth Store Bodhisattva.

Qin Feng, who was deep in a coma, seemed to be in the midst of chaotic darkness.

There was no light here, nor was there any sound.

Suddenly, sporadic images crossed in front of his eyes like a slide show.

He saw the moment when his old dad’s soul flew away, and he saw the tragic appearance of the Underworld Ghost Realm collapsing and annihilating.

And in the cracks in the void, the bizarre giant from Senior Xuan Yi’s former memories reappeared, waving his hand, a dense dao text covered the sky.

It was also this Dao text that was continuously eroding the ghost realm, causing it to annihilate.

Right at this moment, the giant in the crack suddenly realized something, and countless pupils on the body cobbled together from pieces of flesh looked towards Qin Feng in unison.

That gaze seemed to carry some sort of magical power, ingesting Qin Feng’s mind and making him keep moving closer.

The demonic voice continuously resounded in Qin Feng’s ears, “Innate Air, be one with me and tolerate me!”

Just as Qin Feng was about to sink into it, in the nick of time, a bright moonlight pierced through the darkness and shone above Qin Feng’s head.

A soft voice rang out, “Wake up!”

Qin Feng violently opened his eyes and sat up, he looked around, this should be a stone cave.

At this moment, he was lying on top of a stone bed, looking out through the stone cracks, the sky was dark, obviously he had been unconscious for a long time.

Tu Bo, who had shrunk in size, heard the commotion and hurriedly ran over, “Young Lord, you’ve finally woken up.”

Qin Feng pinches his brow and asks, “How long have I been unconscious?”

Uncle Tu pondered for a moment and replied, “In full count, there should be three hours, young master this time, it can truly be called a narrow escape from death”

Then Uncle Tu began to recall the process of saving Qin Feng, describing the critical situation at that time, and his own great image of faithfully protecting his master to the fullest.

Qin Feng thanked him heartily, “In the past, it was me who misunderstood you, thinking that you were a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death, if it wasn’t for you this time, I would have really been in danger.

But what makes me curious is that you fled into the Ghost Gate without thinking at first, were you waiting for a chance to save me?”

Tu Bo sniffed and looked a bit embarrassed, it was just about to say something when a charming voice sounded from the entrance of the stone cave, “The speed of this fellow’s escape can even compare to that of Ghost Emperor Zhang Heng, do you expect it to have this loyalty?

If it wasn’t for the fact that I happened to meet it, how could it have risked its life to rush back and save you out.”

Qin Feng searched for the sound and saw the enchanting Meng Frost.

Only at this moment, the latter had obviously experienced a great battle, her color was shriveled not to mention that there were still many wounds on her body that hadn’t healed.

When Qin Feng was not allowed to ask, Meng Frost brought out a bowl of soup from the side.

The soup was turbid and emitted a pungent odor.

“I know you have a lot of questions, so drink this first and recuperate your vitality, then we’ll talk.”

“Good.” Without saying a word, Qin Feng took the tonic, the pungent odor hit his nose, which was also mixed with a scent of wine?
He hesitates for a moment, but finally drinks the tonic, as the saying goes, good medicine is better than bad medicine
Ka-ching!

The soup bowl shattered, and Qin Feng once again fell into a coma.

Uncle Tu said in a shocked voice, “What’s wrong with him?”

Meng Shuang muttered, “Tsk, did he fail again.”