On the other side.
In Touguo, a busy street.
At this moment.
Jin Zhenghe, one of Touguo's top combatants, was drinking and chatting with friends.
"Zhenghe, any progress on the recent disappearances?" a friend asked, taking a sip of his drink.
Jin Zhenghe shook his head:
"None. The ghosts involved in these disappearances are extremely cunning. The higher-ups have even formed a special research team, but every time we pursue them, even if we manage to corner a ghost, it will self-destruct without hesitation, leaving us with no evidence. Their decisiveness is frightening."
"Then you must be careful. I heard that ghost exorcists have also been going missing abroad. With your strength, you're on track to become a national pillar. Don't get caught at a time like this."
"Don't worry, I won't get caught. So far, no one has dared to attack a half-step national pillar. Besides, my looks aren't that great; I'm just at an ordinary level..."
As he was speaking.
Jin Zhenghe's phone rang.
It was the Touguo Ghost Exorcist Organization calling. They had learned of Zhang Chao and his group's arrival. Although they identified them as individuals from the Maoshan Sect and Wutai Mountain of Daxia, the fact that six Ghost King-level entities had arrived prompted them to ask Jin Zhenghe to investigate discreetly, just in case.
"Understood, I'm on my way."
Jin Zhenghe downed the wine in his glass in one gulp, stood up, and bid farewell to his friends.
However.
Before he had walked even five hundred meters.
Huh?
Jin Zhenghe suddenly looked back at the restaurant where his friends were, his brow furrowed:
"Ghost King?"
He sensed a Ghost King-level demonic aura emanating from there. A ghost domain had appeared, enveloping the restaurant where his friends were, and a battle had already broken out.
"Xibah, how unlucky can I get? You guys get hit just after I leave."
Jin Zhenghe cursed, turned back, and flashed towards the restaurant, charging into the ghost domain.
The next second.
A terrifying aura of a half-step True Dragon Guard level erupted.
He was like a fearsome deity, raising his hand to press down on the crown of the Ghost King-level monster that was about to kill his friends.
At this moment.
Sensing Jin Zhenghe's arrival, the Ghost King-level monster, knowing it couldn't escape, roared without hesitation and then self-destructed.
"Huh?!"
Although the self-destruction was sudden, Jin Zhenghe, being a half-step True Dragon Guard level expert, reacted in time. He raised his hand, unleashing terrifying power to block the explosion, and protected his friends, ensuring that no one within the ghost domain suffered any harm.
However.
Jin Zhenghe's expression was not good. Looking at the massive crater left by the Ghost King's self-destruction, his brow furrowed deeply.
"This technique..."
...
On the other side.
On the highway.
Zhang Wei had already picked up Zhang Chao and Wu Nian. They were in a taxi, heading towards the hotel closest to Seoul University.
Just then.
They all seemed to sense something and looked in one direction – the location where Jin Zhenghe and the self-destructing Ghost King were. They were not far from that place, belonging to the same region. With their strength and the aura emanating from the Ghost King's self-destruction, they had all felt it.
"Hmm? Is Touguo this exciting? A Ghost King-level battle in Seoul?"
Zhang Chao's gaze was filled with undisguised curiosity.
Wu Nian clasped his hands together and said slowly:
"Amitabha, Touguo seems different from what I imagined; it's more dangerous. To casually encounter a Ghost King-level battle in Seoul."
Zhang Wei was also curious and teased:
"I say, Zhang Chao, didn't you say something jinxing before coming to Touguo? It was fine when I arrived this morning, but a Ghost King appears as soon as you guys get here."
"Damn it, don't frame me. I'm not jinxing anything. I think it's your fault, Zhang Wei. Didn't you say that something always happens when you take a taxi? Look at the harm you've brought to the people of Seoul."
Zhang Chao said this with a look of feigned distress, nodding affirmatively:
"It must be you, Zhang Wei. You caused this Ghost King-level battle. Take the blame. As the main culprit, don't you want to go to the scene to check on it? After all, it all started because of you."
Upon hearing this.
Zhang Wei gave Zhang Chao the middle finger:
"Slander, pure slander. Zhang Chao, what you're saying is like me sitting at home and a pot falling from the sky. And go check on it? I think you just want to join the fun."
His thoughts exposed, Zhang Chao didn't blush, saying with a straight face:
"Hey, don't slander me. I'm just normally exhibiting one of the basic human qualities: 'curiosity.' So, shall we go take a look?"
"What do you think?"
Zhang Wei glanced at Zhang Chao.
Then.
They looked at each other and both broke into sheepish grins, clearly both eager to see the commotion.
Immediately.
Zhang Chao took out his phone, translated, and showed it to the driver:
"Driver, go to that place up ahead."
At this moment.
Wu Nian glanced at Zhang Wei and Zhang Chao, clasped his hands together, and said leisurely:
"Amitabha, have you decided? It seems you haven't asked for my opinion."
In response.
Zhang Wei grinned:
"No need to ask. Monks have the virtue of compassion for all living beings. People must have died there, so you definitely have to go and perform a ritual to guide them, right, kind Master Wu Nian? Am I right, Zhang Chao?"
"Yes, Zhang Wei is right. Wu Nian, it's time to show the compassion of our Daxia monks. When we get there, you can just beat the wooden fish, and I'll stand guard. You can guide the souls away, and it's even better if you forcibly guide away those who are still alive, haha."
Wu Nian clasped his hands together and replied:
"Amitabha, may Buddha forgive the impolite words of my friends. They mean no harm."
...
Soon.
Zhang Wei and his group arrived at the busy street where Jin Zhenghe was.
Looking closely.
The area was crowded with people, all looking towards a spot on the street. Through the residual demonic energy in the air, they knew that was where the Ghost King battle had occurred.
"Let's go take a look."
Zhang Chao was the most eager. He pulled Zhang Wei and Wu Nian, and beckoned to the werewolf Ward and the others, preparing to move forward.
However, before they could take a step.
Zhang Wei reached out and stopped Zhang Chao and the others, his gaze falling on a figure walking towards them – it was Jin Zhenghe.
Just a moment ago.
After protecting his friends and calming the bystanders, Jin Zhenghe had reported the incident and was preparing to monitor Zhang Chao and his group when he suddenly sensed the presence of four more Ghost King-level monsters.
Instantly.
Having already suspected them as the masterminds behind the disappearances and that they had attacked his friends, he was furious.
Now, with the arrival of four more Ghost King-level monsters, especially at this time and location, he knew that any other Ghost King wouldn't be foolish enough to approach after a Ghost King-level battle had just erupted. The presence of these Ghost Kings made him believe they were accomplices.
Without hesitation.
Jin Zhenghe struck with lightning speed. Seeing the werewolf Ward, he directly raised his hand to suppress him.