Chapter 1045: 417: Like a Tiger Growing Wings, Transforming into a Leopard!
Calculating the Ghost Monarch (Seeking Monthly Pass)_2 Chapter 1045: 417: Like a Tiger Growing Wings, Transforming into a Leopard!
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The Ghost King of Yinming, having been a Nascent Soul late-stage king for quite some time, was rumored to have already reached the pinnacle of Nascent Soul strength.
He was impeded from announcing this advancement due to various reasons.
A ghost king of this caliber must consider how to acquire more Yin Soil or even Nether Springs; thus, even if he couldn’t advance to Divine Transformation, he could still establish his dominance and self-proclaim as the Infernal Ghost Monarch.
Therefore, it was impossible for the Ghost King of Yinming not to have considered seizing the Nether Spring from the hands of the Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch—it was just that he never found the right opportunity.
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If the Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch really left the city to attack, it would be akin to him tying his hands before assaulting Dengming.
Of course, to the Ghost King of Yinming, this was also the best opportunity, not to be missed.
Secondly, there’s not enough room in one mountain for two tigers.
The lions on the grasslands will also be expelled by the lion king once they come of age.
For the Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch, the Ghost King of Yinming was also a significant threat.
Even if he had never announced whether he had broken through to the pinnacle of Nascent Soul over the years, this kind of threat could not be dispelled by simply feigning ignorance.
The Ghost King of Yinming was very clear on this point.
Rather than sitting ducks, it was better to team up with Chu Xun to strike, gambling on a chance.
Given Chu Xun’s strength, the Ghost King of Yinming reckoned he wouldn’t fail to suppress him.
Such a cooperation not only promised better battle results but also didn’t amount to outwitting a tiger only to invite a wolf.
“The Ghost King of Yinming is also taking a risk and gambling that Chu Xun won’t turn the tables on him in collusion with Starfall…
and defeat him.”
If he wins the bet, he gets half or even a whole Ghost City and a Nether Spring.
If he loses, he’s confident he can retreat unscathed; after all, in his heart, Old Zhu isn’t the biggest threat…”
After a long while, Chen Dengming withdrew his spirit from the Hall of Human Heart, ending the communication with Chu Xun.
The Ghost Monarch of Yinming wasn’t a fool; there was a high probability that he was sure Chu Xun would choose to cooperate with him and not betray him.
After all, for both parties, the Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch was the biggest threat and the one with the most to gain.
Eliminating the Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch would remove a greater threat and yield much richer rewards than if the weaker ones were to compete.
Next, it was up to Chen Dengming to decide whether or not to execute this plan.
Chu Xun had given him full authority—without his agreement, Chu Xun wouldn’t implement this risky plan.
Nobody could be certain of the full extent of the Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch’s strength, whether it’s possible to dispatch the ghost monarch who left the Ghost City.
If they fail to eliminate the ghost monarch, it would be like not killing the snake, where instead, they become harmed by it.
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Buzz—
In the precipitous and towering Yin Ghost Mountain Range, Chen Dengming’s figure solidified, appearing on a sheer cliffside that seemed to have been cleaved in half by a giant axe.
His gaze swept down over the mist-shrouded cliffs and ravines in the distance.
On one side was a bottomless gorge, eerily empty, and on the other were barren cliffs, not a blade of grass in sight, with the Nether Cave nestled halfway up the opposite cliff.
“Starfall’s strength beneath the Nether Spring…
I’m afraid that just by lending my mental strength to aid Old Zhu, there’s not much confidence in completely eliminating him, at most only to parry.
The main hope still lies in the power of the Ghost King of Yinming…
To increase the chances of success, the only way is for me to descend personally, or…”
Chen Dengming’s gaze sharpened as he made his decision.
To increase the likelihood of eliminating the Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch, it would require his personal entry into the Nether Spring.
But that was impossible, too risky.
A dragon caught in shallow waters is the plaything of shrimps.
Going down to the Nether Spring would amount to a desperate gamble.
It was easy to be cut off from retreat and never return to the mortal world.
Moreover, the living entering the Nether Spring would continuously be stripped of their vitality.
To put oneself in danger for some benefit is an unwise move.
Besides having his main body enter the Nether Spring, the alternative was to send the Incense Fire Incarnation to go beneath the Nether Spring.
The Incense Fire Incarnation now had the strength of an early-stage Nascent Soul.
If it’s in the ocean, with the Heart of the Ocean that can compare to water-element Daoist artifacts, ordinary late-stage Nascent Souls might not be opponents.
Underneath the Nether Spring, while there is no ocean, there is the Underworld River, with a volume even greater than the sea.
If the Incense Fire Incarnation stays in the Underworld River, it could seize a key moment to sneak attack the Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch, with a great chance of success.
Even if the Incense Fire Incarnation fails, it can still coordinate with Chu Xun to retreat unscathed.
If the path back to the human world is blocked, it would mean that the incarnation may have to stay in the depths longer, perhaps as assistance for Chu Xun in expanding territory in the lower realm.
Chen Dengming pored over many more details carefully.
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Once the plan was confirmed to be sound, he immediately ceased his hesitation, made a connection to the Incense Fire Incarnation, and summoned it.
Simultaneously, he flew toward the Nether Cave midway up the mountain ahead.
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In the Western Region, outside a small city inhabited by tens of thousands of commoners and several hundred cultivators, a vast, misty lake lay quietly before them.
The placid water gently rippled, splashing against the smooth pebbles, whispering tenderly.
By the lakeside, hundreds of cultivators and even more commoners had gathered, worshipping a majestic yet blurred Immortal Spirit Image by the shore, chanting reverently the names of “Divine Spirit Immortal Master” and “Divine Spirit Immortal Envoy.”
Streams of faint Incense Fire Faith Power gradually converged around the Immortal Image and the lake’s surface.
The water seemed to take on a misty glow of Spiritual Light, and the lily pads on the lake swayed slightly, as if rippling into the depths of everyone’s spirit, bringing peace.
“Main body!”
From the depths of the lake, a thirty-foot-tall blue giant suddenly opened its cold eyes, their gaze like ripples of goldfish scales, melting into the waters.