Chapter 160
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Chapter 160: Furious Ghostly Divine Platform
Was the holy corpse still alive?
If not, why were the fiery chains still chasing after it?
Could it be that, even after all this time, the Ghostly Divine Platform had failed to destroy the holy corpse?
Just how powerful was that holy corpse?
It was known that the Ghostly Divine Platform housed saints in the double digits. Whether the number was just over ten or closer to twenty remained unclear, but one thing was certain—their domain was formidable beyond belief.
But there was another question.
Why was the Daybreak Phoenix Ruins reacting like this?
Was it protecting the holy corpse?
What earth-shattering secrets did the Daybreak Phoenix Ruins conceal?
Zhang Yang couldn’t figure it out, but he was certain of one thing—this place was far from ordinary.
The sheer power emanating from the fiery chains was overwhelming, making it impossible for him to see what was truly happening inside the vortex.
Then, in an instant, he heard the holy corpse let out a furious roar.
The fiery chains constricted rapidly, forcefully pulling the holy corpse back from the Ghostly Divine Platform.
When Zhang Yang laid eyes on the holy corpse, it was covered in deep wounds, with black blood flowing from its body.
At the same time, he noticed something even more shocking—at the end of the vortex, Ghost King Youye stood in a similarly miserable state, severely wounded.
And beyond that, floating amidst the shattered heavens… were the bodies of saints!
This meant that the holy corpse had killed multiple saints from the Ghostly Divine Platform.
The Ghostly Divine Platform had suffered a devastating loss.
Furious beyond measure, Ghost King Youye attempted to charge forward and slaughter whoever had released the holy corpse, but the power of the Daybreak Phoenix Ruins suppressed him.
He roared, "No matter who freed the holy corpse, you will pay the price! You will die, your family will be annihilated, and your sect will be destroyed!"
His rage was boundless—the losses were unfathomable.
Especially since, even after expending enormous resources, they had still failed to kill the holy corpse.
Using such resources once had not completely depleted them, but it had made using them again exponentially harder.
The screen had already shattered—now, it was destined to collapse entirely.
Seeing this, Zhang Yang seized the opportunity to leap forward, yelling, "Ghost King Youye, what are you being arrogant about? My Great Xia Empire fears not the Ghostly Divine Platform! We have endured for a thousand years and already possess an unmatched foundation! We do not fear your vengeance! This is the price for daring to kill our Phoenix Woman!"
His provocation fueled Ghost King Youye’s fury.
Then, the vortex exploded, vanishing completely.
As for the holy corpse, it was pulled underground.
The surface returned to silence.
Still unable to locate Phoenix City, Zhang Yang decided to find a secluded place to cultivate instead.
Inside Phoenix City
Luan You’er was going mad.
"Zhang Yang, you scoundrel! You’ve gone too far!"
"The Phoenix Woman is still in the midst of her rebirth—how could she have been killed?! This is a frame-up! A frame-up!"
Enraged, she unleashed her power once more, scouring the land for Zhang Yang, determined to capture him and clear her name.
She couldn’t fathom the catastrophe that would befall the Great Xia Empire if the Ghostly Divine Platform truly believed Zhang Yang’s claims and assumed they had been the ones to release the holy corpse.
Inside the Ghostly Divine Platform
The scene was one of utter devastation.
It was terrifying—as if the heavens had been torn apart, the earth reduced to ruins, and the mountains shattered—all the work of the holy corpse.
The Ghostly Divine Platform, long known as a forbidden land, was, in truth, an independent realm, isolated from the outside world.
Here, the sun, moon, and stars moved according to their own laws, governed by the unique principles of the saintly path.
All its mysteries were bound within the forbidden laws.
This entire independent world had been intricately woven together by these forbidden laws, crafted by the two great ancestors of the Ghostly Divine Platform—the Ghost King and the Divine King.
It was said that its foundation was built upon the wonders of the immortal path.
This was why the Ghostly Divine Platform had originally flourished so rapidly, growing stronger with each passing era. It had provoked massive conflicts, plundered vast resources, and ultimately ascended to its current supremacy.
At its peak, the Ghostly Divine Platform was so powerful that no one in the Southern Region dared to challenge it.
Even the Liu Family, which claimed to be the foremost family in the region, feared them deeply. This alone was proof of the Ghostly Divine Platform’s unrivaled dominance.
Yet now, for the first time in history, they had suffered a catastrophic blow.
The heavens and earth lay in ruin.
The saints had been slaughtered.
The Great Boundless had been systematically exterminated.
Their reserves had been depleted twice.
Such devastation had never befallen the Ghostly Divine Platform before.
Ghost King Youye’s expression was dark as still water, his long face resembling that of a donkey, a sight that sent shivers down the spine.
Saints from the Ghostly Divine Platform, the Great Boundless, and other factions continued to arrive.
Their numbers remained staggering.
Yet the oppressive atmosphere and the horrifying sights around them filled them with fear and suffocation.
“Your Majesty!”
A saint bowed respectfully.
To the saints, Ghost King Youye was their supreme ruler.
“Your Majesty, who is responsible for this?”
“Who dares defy our Ghostly Divine Platform?”
Many saints seethed with fury.
Ghost King Youye spoke coldly. “It was a holy corpse from the Daybreak Phoenix Ruins, driven by an obsession for revenge.”
A saint whose body radiated divine light exclaimed in shock, “How is that possible? Once a saint’s corpse transforms, it loses all intelligence and awareness. How could it remember its hatred from life? They become mindless blood demons, either slaughtering all living beings or being slain themselves. There is no third possibility. How could this holy corpse retain its grudge?”
The other saints were equally baffled.
Once transformed, saints ceased to be saints; they became mindless zombies, devoid of wisdom and consciousness.
Ghost King Youye uttered two words.
“Zhang Yang!”
Many saints were bewildered, having never heard the name before. Saints often entered seclusion for fifty years at a time, so it was no surprise they had no knowledge of Zhang Yang, who had only risen to prominence in recent months.
“Him?”
Some saints recognized the name. “How could he have done this? How is this possible? Could it be that the Vast Forest holds a secret that allows transformed saints to regain their memories? If so, isn’t this a direct threat to our Ghostly Divine Platform? We’ve slaughtered countless saints since Eternal Night.”
“The Vast Forest is indeed a calamity. We should have destroyed it at all costs back then rather than leaving such a great crisis for today,” one saint hissed in anger.
Another saint sneered. “I don’t believe the Vast Forest possesses such power. If it did, why did we abandon resistance back then and sacrifice so many lives to seal it with immortal art barriers?”
Each saint held their own perspective and judgment.
In the end, it was Ghost King Youye who made the final decision.
“Regardless of whether this stems from a secret within the Vast Forest, Zhang Yang must die!” Ghost King Youye declared icily. “This wretch has repeatedly provoked us, and now he has unleashed a holy corpse to destroy my Ghostly Divine Platform. What’s worse, he dares treat me as a fool, claiming it was the work of the Great Xia Empire. How absurd! What courage does the Great Xia Empire have to challenge the Ghostly Divine Platform?”
He, Ghost King Youye, ruled over the Ghostly Divine Platform, looking down upon the Southern Region.
Who would dare act recklessly before him?
Only Zhang Yang—detestable! Infuriating! Loathsome!
“Zhang Yang, the chief culprit, is currently at the Daybreak Phoenix Ruins. If we do not deal with him swiftly, won’t the Ghostly Divine Platform become a laughingstock? How can we allow the entire Southern Region to bow their heads in submission?”
“Ghost King Futian! Ghost King Wudao!”
His voice thundered through the skies.
A Great Boundless expert and a fifth-level Ascending to Heaven realm expert stepped forward.
Ghost King Futian, the greatest among the Great Boundless of the Ghost King bloodline, had been preparing to enter seclusion to seek the path to immortality. His combat prowess was terrifying, and he was regarded as the mightiest below the saints.
Ghost King Wudao, one of the most talented in the Ghost King bloodline, had reached the fifth level of the Ascending to Heaven realm, making him capable of entering the Daybreak Phoenix Ruins.
“Ghost King Futian, you will fully support Ghost King Wudao. Ensure that Zhang Yang is captured! If possible, bring him back alive. I want to personally flay him and turn his skin into a banner.”
“Ghost King Wudao, I grant you five hundred of the most elite Ghostly Guards, all at the fifth level of the Ascending to Heaven realm. If you fail to capture Zhang Yang, do not return.”
Ghost King Futian and Ghost King Wudao knelt on one knee, speaking in unison.
“As you command! We will capture Zhang Yang without fail!”
