Chapter 60 Who else can fight with the ghost? (Ch 60)

Mo Yingchen’s heart trembled, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Use the life of my human race’s genius as a sacrifice to the Resurrection Stone?

“Do you know the exact location?” Mo Yingchen’s voice turned cold.

“Yes! I will definitely find it!” Ling Wei said with a firm tone, with a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

Mo Yingchen stood up straight and stretched his muscles, making a crisp sound of bones rubbing against each other.

A powerful energy wave suddenly spread from his body, rippling like ripples and sweeping around.

The summoned creatures that were struggling to kill the alchemical creatures on the periphery seemed to have received an order. They all stopped their movements and stopped searching.

They all turned their heads and quickly gathered towards the direction where Mo Yingchen was like rivers flowing into the sea.

Mo Yingchen waited quietly, feeling the gradually growing stronger undead fluctuations in the air.

After a moment, all the summoned creatures returned to his side, standing quietly like loyal guards.

He turned to look at Ling Wei, a relaxed smile appeared on his lips, and said, “Let’s go, we should head to the center of the canyon.”

Ling Wei’s eyes sparkled with excitement. She nodded vigorously, her cheeks flushed lightly with excitement.

The two walked side by side, heading deeper into the canyon.

……

Mo Yingchen and Ling Wei walked side by side, pushing forward all the way to the center of the canyon.

The view suddenly became clear, and in the distance there were shadows and crowds of people. That was the temporary gathering place of the human race here.

The young men gathered in groups of three or five, talking in low voices.

The air was filled with depression and anxiety, like the gloomy sky on the eve of a rainstorm.

Stepping into the camp, we saw several tents forming a semicircle and several simple stone chairs placed in an arc shape.

The human geniuses who possessed second-level combat power all had worried brows at this moment, and the atmosphere was solemn.

Three of them were covered in scars, with blood seeping from their bandages, a shocking sight.

Pang Tianming from Kyoto was furious and slammed his palm on the stone table.

With a loud bang, the teacup shook and tea splashed everywhere.

“That fierce ghost clan ghost is going too far!”

His voice was low, like the roar of a trapped animal.

“If my senior brother Yang Kun from Desolate Heaven Holy Land were here, how could he be allowed to act so rampantly!”

Pang Tianming’s eyes were bloodshot, veins on his temples bulged, and spiritual energy was surging throughout his body, but he had nowhere to vent it, making him seem particularly aggrieved.

Chen Jianxing covered his chest with his hands. The severe pain from the burning ghost fire made his face pale and cold sweat dripped down his face.

The ghost’s attacks are vicious and treacherous, and the ghost fire that comes with it is difficult to remove. Even the priest’s healing spells are helpless, and the recovery from injuries is extremely slow.

He gritted his teeth and said in a hoarse voice: “Where are the people from the Church of Light? Their holy light spells are the nemesis of the ghost tribe!”

There was a hint of hope and a hint of despair in Chen Jianxing’s tone.

Pang Tianming leaned back in his chair dejectedly and sighed, his tone full of helplessness and self-blame.

“If it were any other race, I would have defeated them long ago, but it’s this fierce ghost race that is immune to physical attacks… I have only brute force, so it’s useless!”

He glanced at the geniuses present, with a hint of hope in his eyes.

“Everyone, who else can fight Guiyou? We humans can no longer afford to lose this person.”

Everyone looked at each other in silence, and finally shook their heads slowly, with sadness in their eyes.

Outside the tent, a group of young human boys gathered, looking forward to it, their eyes full of anxiety.

Seeing the several geniuses coming out, they immediately surrounded them and asked questions in a flurry.

“Brother Pang, what’s going on? Is there anyone who can go to fight?” a young man asked anxiously, his voice trembling a little.

“Yes, everyone, we are almost going crazy these past few days! The portal is not open, and it is useless for Guiyou to block the door. This is clearly a deliberate humiliation for us!”

The other boy had a face full of resentment, and his fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

“That’s right. Now other races are laughing at us and pointing fingers. We humans have lost all our face!”

The voices of the crowd were filled with anger, resentment and humiliation.

Pang Tianming listened to everyone’s discussions and looked at their expectant eyes. He felt mixed emotions and finally shook his head helplessly.

Sighs rose and fell among the crowd, and a feeling of despair spread like a tide, enveloping the entire camp.

“It’s over… can we just let that ghost continue to be so arrogant?”

A young boy spoke in a low voice, revealing a deep sense of powerlessness, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away.

“That may not be the case. We humans have at least three people who can definitely defeat Guiyou: Saint Irene of the Temple of Light, Senior Brother Yang Kun of the Holy Land of Desolate Heaven, and Heavenly Master Wang Yi.”

Xu Wen, who had been in the gathering place for several days, could not help but retort, trying to bring a glimmer of hope to everyone.

“What’s the point of saying this? Where are they? Not a single one of them showed up!” Someone immediately questioned, his tone full of disappointment and dissatisfaction.

“I heard that they lost contact not long after entering the perimeter of the trial field, and the communicator also lost the signal. I don’t know what accident happened.”

Xu Wen’s voice also became low, and his tone was full of worry and uneasiness.

The air seemed to freeze, making it hard to breathe.

Even the singing of birds in the distant mountains and forests sounded particularly harsh at this moment, adding to the heaviness and sadness.

……

Just as everyone was discussing the matter, a strange phenomenon suddenly occurred!

The sky was suddenly torn apart, and countless beams of light broke through the clouds like sharp swords and rushed straight into the sky.

The exclusive portals for each race, the passages leading to the trial grounds for the geniuses of all races, suddenly opened under the watchful eyes of everyone!

The light is dazzling and majestic, as if it can light up the whole world.

Mo Yingchen and Ling Wei happened to arrive at the outskirts of the settlement and witnessed this shocking scene with their own eyes.

Mo Yingchen tilted his head, with a playful smile on his face, and said to Ling Wei beside him: “It seems that we came at the right time, not too early or too late.”

Hearing this, Ling Wei raised the corners of her lips slightly, revealing a faint smile, as gentle and moving as the spring breeze blowing on the willows.

Traveling together in the middle of the night, it was natural for the two to chat for a while.

Ling Wei discovered that Mo Yingchen… looked cold.

But it’s actually pretty easy to get along with…

It’s just that sometimes, it can be a little… inappropriate!

“Let’s go,” Mo Yingchen said briskly, with a hint of teasing, “Who knows how big this portal is? What if we have to queue for a long time?”

Ling Wei smiled even more and nodded slightly.

The two walked side by side, heading towards the portal.

However, as he got closer, Mo Yingchen sensed something strange.

The portal has been opened. Logically, the geniuses of the human race should be rushing in to seize the opportunity. Why does it seem so deserted at the moment, with few people around?

This doesn’t make sense!

Mo Yingchen was puzzled and looked around, his eyes finally falling on a young man who was about to leave.