Above.
The cave closes, the stone gate shut tight.
The figure of the Fengdu Ghost King, Zhou Qi, appears in the scene, confirming there are no mistakes, before flying towards the sky.
A moment later.
"He's gone!"
Having received the message from the Ghost King's Divine Split, and confirmed that Zhou Qi has left Fengdu City, Fang Zheng gathers his spirit and steps towards the prepared magic altar.
With his current cultivation base, he still needs to rely on the altar to cast spells, to ensure everything goes smoothly.
"Heavenly spirit, earthly spirit, Netherworld ghosts heed my command!"
"Swiftly!"
He mutters under his breath, his eyes shining brightly, as a phantom snake eye appears out of thin air and slowly opens.
Through his gaze, the scene deep within the Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts unfolds in front of him.
"Phew..."
Fang Zheng exhales a breath of turbid air:
