# Chapter 3356: Yulan Ghost City
Feixue Divine King controlled her state of mind, her eyes flickering with spiritual light. "I can sense that the depths of the darkness contain unimaginable energy fluctuations. The changes in space and time are very strange. The Sword Realm is most likely here!"
Shikai Divine King laughed. "Yu Divine King probably never dreamed that he himself would be the one to bring us to the Sword Realm. Guess what expression he'll have in a moment?"
"Is the Divine Stone and wealth resources of my Death Clan so easy to take?" Feixue Divine King's four arms each held a battle weapon, all sub-divine level supreme sacred artifacts.
On her snow-white arms, dark purple patterns flickered.
"Be careful. That old fellow Yu Divine King has some skill. He might not necessarily fail to guess that we are following behind." Guo Divine King said.
Shikai Divine King said, "So what if he guesses? In the face of absolute strength disparity, even if he has ten thousand schemes, it won't help."
"They've entered. Hurry and follow."
...
The Dark Star Gate was indeed extremely dangerous. Last time, when pursued by Famous Sword God, Zhang Ruochen had charged in over ten million li and encountered all kinds of dangers.
Some of those annihilation forces could threaten even Great Gods.
Now, under the leadership of Taiqing Ancestor, they had already penetrated hundreds of millions of li deep.
The space here seemed frozen, difficult for ordinary gods' power to shake.
Divine soul and spiritual power were severely suppressed, making it hard to probe beyond ten thousand li.
The deeper they went, the more severe this situation became.
Even as a God Venerable, even having come many times before, Taiqing Ancestor's expression remained grave. He dared not be distracted in the slightest, warning, "The chaotic space zone stretches for three hundred million li. The space here is terrifying. Don't fall in, or you'll be trapped and die inside. You might also be torn to pieces by spatial forces. Even the Boundless Infinite realm might not withstand it."
"So terrifying? Is it an Ancestor's relic site?"
Yu Divine King held the divine artifact "Nine Palace Divine Seal," becoming even more cautious.
"Its terror is no less than an Ancestor's relic site. If we get separated later, follow the map I gave you and rendezvous at the Broken Heavenly Ladder."
"We're here!"
Suddenly, Taiqing Ancestor and Yu Divine King greatly increased their speed, charging into a chaotic space zone within the darkness.
"They've detected us. Chase!"
The three Divine Kings of the Hell Realm accelerated and pursued.
Feixue Divine King let out a muffled sound, then immediately warned, "Not good. The spatial force here is tens of thousands of times stronger than outside. Space rifts can tear apart a Divine King's divine body!"
"Whoosh!"
She activated the Sky-Illuminating Mirror, which rose like a bright divine moon.
The light emitted from the mirror forcibly tore through the eternal night-like darkness here, illuminating a vast area. This light allowed their divine souls to probe further.
Everywhere were spatial fragments and space rifts that divine souls could not probe.
The aura emanating from within the space rifts was not void power, but gray mist. The death power contained within the gray mist made even Feixue, a Death Clan Divine King, feel a chill in her heart.
It was a power she had never seen before!
After all, she was a generation's Divine King. She instantly steadied her mind and looked back, only to find Shikai Divine King growing further and further away from her.
She went to chase him.
Space kept shifting. The distance between her and Shikai Divine King did not shorten, but instead grew longer.
"Interesting!"
Feixue Divine King stopped chasing. Instead, she closed her eyes and sat down cross-legged.
Her divine soul thoughts, like hundreds of millions of glowing hairs, grew from her head and spread out in all directions, a spectacular sight.
Taiqing Ancestor and Yu Divine King had not truly entered the chaotic space zone. They had already withdrawn.
They saw.
A bone-white ghost chariot floated in the darkness, stopping before them.
The void beneath the ghost chariot turned liquid, like a cold ink ocean.
Guo Divine King said, "You two have good schemes. But you can deceive them, not me."
"If they weren't blinded by greed, how could they fall for it?" Yu Divine King snorted lightly.
Taiqing Ancestor held a wooden sword, his wide sleeves billowing in the wind. "This is good. We'll send you on your way first. Dealing with them will be much easier!"
He raised the wooden sword above his head, drawing forth a white lightning bolt.
He swung the sword down. Sword qi, electric light, and rule divine patterns surged like a mighty storm toward the bone-white ghost chariot.
The bone-white ghost chariot was forged from divine bones.
Every bone glowed with black inscriptions. All these divine bones came to life, spewing black qi from their mouths and emitting roars from between their teeth.
"Whoosh!"
The curtain of the bone-white ghost chariot was thrown open. A ghost fire light flew out, colliding with the white lightning sword qi.
Amid the rumbling, the ghost fire light transformed into a ten-thousand-zhang tall bronze gate, like a shield, blocking the dazzling sword qi. The other electric lights and rule divine patterns were dissolved by the black qi.
"Yulan Ghost City." Yu Divine King said.
"Correct. Good eyesight!"
Guo Divine King's laughter rang out.
Behind the ten-thousand-zhang tall bronze gate, a city gradually manifested, half-real and half-illusory, resembling both metal and stone, majestic and magnificent, yet possessing a strange sense of devouring all things in the world.
Yulan Ghost City was once one of the seven great ghost cities of the Ghost Clan. In ancient times, all the ghosts in the entire ghost city were wiped out in a single night.
Later, this ghost city also disappeared!
It was not just a ghost city, but a war treasure comparable to a divine artifact, even more precious and powerful than the ancient heavens' war method temple left behind by Mutuo War God.
Yu Divine King said in a low voice to Taiqing Ancestor, "This is a big problem. With him controlling Yulan Ghost City, even if we three fight one, killing him would be as difficult as ascending to heaven."
"A mere ghost city won't change his fate."
Taiqing Ancestor raised his sword and advanced. His figure suddenly shifted left, stepping through the chaotic space, circling around Yulan Ghost City.
Yu Divine King knew that Taiqing Ancestor intended to engage Guo Divine King in close combat. Only thus could he leverage the advantage of a sword cultivator.
"Nine Palaces, winds from eight directions."
"Stabilize!"
The Nine Palace Divine Seal flew out, evolving into nine spatial worlds: Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Zhong, Xun, Li, Kun, forming nine different scenes—purple qi altars, seven stars surrounding the moon, heavenly bell morning sounds, Luo River flowing...
From every direction, divine winds blew.
The divine artifact's power was pushed to its limit, firmly suppressing Yulan Ghost City.
Zhang Ruochen retreated far away. Waves of terrifying divine power struck his Taiji circle. He was like a small boat in a surging ocean, unable to steady himself.
"So strong!"
Zhang Ruochen summoned the six swords to protect his body, forming a sword formation.
Taiqing Ancestor bypassed Yulan Ghost City. His sword pierced through the void, drawing forth countless white lightning sword beams, breaking through the dense black mist surrounding the bone-white ghost chariot.
No matter how powerful Yulan Ghost City was, as long as he severely wounded Guo Divine King's true ghost body, his combat power would plummet.
The sword beams drew closer.
The bone-white ghost chariot emitted a series of howls, then disassembled into dozens of skeletons, pouncing toward Taiqing Ancestor.
"Swish, swish!"
These skeletons were torn to pieces by the sword qi.
Guo Divine King had already retreated ten thousand li away. His long hair was disheveled, half-human and half-bird. His tail feathers burned with green ghost fire. His wings were faintly visible, formed from rule divine patterns.
"Your cultivation..."
Before he could finish this sentence, Guo Divine King spread his wings again and instantly fled far away.
A flash of sword light passed by.
One was a Ghost Clan Divine King, the other a sword cultivator. At the same realm, if the former was engaged at close range, he would surely lose.
Moreover, in recent years, Taiqing Ancestor had gained many benefits from the Sword God Temple. His cultivation was already very close to the peak of Boundless Infinite.
In terms of realm, Taiqing Ancestor clearly surpassed Guo Divine King by a large margin.
Taiqing Ancestor was extremely fast, continuously executing sword dao divine abilities. Sword light exploded in different directions.
With each collision, they were ten thousand li apart. Divine light was dazzling and turbulent.
Suddenly, Guo Divine King's ghost body was struck. He cried out in surprise, "Your sword soul... why is your sword soul so powerful..."
The sword soul specialized in severing spirit souls.
Taiqing Ancestor continued his pursuit. Guo Divine King fled further and further away.
Taiqing Ancestor had an ominous premonition, feeling this was very abnormal. Under normal circumstances, after being injured, Guo Divine King should immediately return to Yulan Ghost City and use the ghost city's power to contend with them.
"You fell for it! Feixue Divine King has already escaped from the chaotic space. I deliberately lured you away. The highest art of warfare is strategy, attacking the enemy's weakness."
Guo Divine King suddenly spoke, letting out a chilling laugh.
Taiqing Ancestor turned back and looked. Across the void, he saw the Sky-Illuminating Mirror silently descending like a bright moon. Every beam of light was like a chain, winding toward Zhang Ruochen.