Hearing Ye Wu Kuang's words, Luo Beian's eyes widened with disbelief. He then quickly took out the map and checked it over and over again.

"Right, right? That shouldn't be the case! The scenes along the way were exactly the same as on the map, how come they changed at the end?!"

At the end, Luo Beian's voice became smaller and smaller.

"The map should be correct. This is indeed the way out. At least it was decades ago."

Hearing Ye Wu Kuang's words, Luo Beian also reacted and said in horror:

"Brother Ye, what do you mean? Are you saying that the ghosts in the wasteland moved their entire city to the only exit from the wasteland?"

Ye Wu Kuang looked at the ghost town that was getting closer and closer, then nodded slowly.

“No, let’s get out of here quickly! God only knows how powerful the highest-level ghosts in this huge black city are!” Luo Beian cried out in horror when he saw Ye Wukuang nod.

Ye Wu Kuang looked at the huge black city below with a dim gaze: "It's too late, someone is already preparing to entertain us"

At this moment, a terrifying and sinister laugh came from the Youmu Boat.

"My two friends, since you are here, why don't you come down and sit down? These days are the wedding day of my granddaughter, why don't you come down and have a drink of wedding wine..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a black mist instantly appeared around the two of them, wrapping up the Youmu Boat layer by layer, as if waiting for their response.

Seeing this, Luo Beian tensed up, his Adam's apple rolled, and he slowly grasped the tattered long sword beside him, then looked at Ye Wukuang.

"Haha, the wine of the ghost tribe is not available to ordinary people, but you can try it when you have nothing to do." Ye Wu Kuang smiled faintly.

Hearing Ye Wukuang's words, Luo Beian slowly loosened his grip on the sword, his face turning pale.

There seemed to be a ghost in the black fog, and after seeing Luo Beian's behavior, it let out a sinister and miserable laugh.

Then the black fog rolled over, carrying the small boat slowly towards the ghost town at a high speed.

A jolt came, and then slowly disappeared. The black fog in front of the two people also slowly dissipated, revealing the scene in front of them.

What came into view was a huge dark palace. The gate of the palace was wide enough to accommodate more than a dozen people entering side by side. The gate was made of black ghost wood and exuded a substantial cold and gloomy aura.

A young female ghost wearing a white transparent gauze dress slowly appeared in front of the two of them.

The female ghost has a hot body and snow-white skin. Her face is not scary. It is the face of a human woman, but her pupils are red.

Luo Beian's face turned red when he saw the female ghost dressed so boldly, and then he cursed himself in his heart: "Luo Beian, Luo Beian, this is a ghost, this is cold..."

Ye Wu Kuang's dark and deep eyes glanced at the female ghost, and then looked at the huge wooden door of the black palace, as if he was observing the scene inside through the wooden door.

"How are the two gentlemen? My name is Yalan, and I am here to greet you. Please follow me into the hall. The King of Ghosts is waiting for you." The pleasant voice of the female ghost reached the ears of the two men.

Luo Beian inadvertently caught a glimpse of the female ghost named Ya Lan, who inadvertently showed him her snow-white fangs while speaking.

"Hiss, could this woman be the ghost mentioned in the book?"

As the huge dark wooden door slowly opened automatically, Ya Lan walked in front and led Ye Wu Kuang and the other two into it...

In the majestic hall, a muscular ghost king wearing a black robe, with a ferocious and terrifying face and bloodshot eyes, sat high on the main seat. Next to him sat a white-haired girl.

The girl had a white complexion, a beautiful face, a slim figure, and wore a long black dress. Her beautiful eyes flashed with a faint red light as she looked at Ye Wu Kuang and the other person who had just arrived in the hall. She especially stayed on Ye Wu Kuang the longest.

What was strange was that, among the two neat rows of tables and chairs below the Ghost King’s platform, there were actually three human cultivators, one man and two women.

The faces of these three people were extremely gloomy. I think they were forced to come back by the Ghost King.

"Haha, my friend, you have come from afar, please take a seat."

At this moment, the ghost king's cold voice slowly came out of his mouth, indicating that Ye Wukuang and the other two should sit at the table and chairs next to the three people.

Hearing the words of the leading ghost king, Luo Beian swallowed his saliva. The pressure emanating from this terrifying ghost king was too terrifying. Just when he was about to raise his foot and sit next to the three human cultivators.

Ye Wu Kuang went straight to the table and chair opposite the three people and sat down. Seeing this, Luo Beian hurriedly followed behind Ye Wu Kuang...

Then the two of them sat on the other side of the hall and did not sit with the others.

Ye Wu Kuang's behavior surprised the three human cultivators. The ghost king who was in the lead also looked at Ye Wu Kuang for a second time. The white-haired girl showed doubt in her light red eyes and said to herself

"Strange, don't humans always stay together for warmth? These three people didn't come together when they came to the hall, but in the end they sat together one by one. Why is this man different?"

Ye Wu Kuang glanced indifferently at everything in the hall. The old ghost in the lead had just entered the emperor realm not long ago, but the white-haired ghost girl beside him was only at the initial stage of the saint realm. She should be the descendant of the old ghost.

Opposite them sat a man and two women, the man was at the beginning of the imperial realm.

One of the two women reached the peak of the imperial realm, while the other was only at the initial stage of the holy realm.

Judging from the expressions of the three of them, they didn't seem to know each other.

Luo Beian was also looking at the monks opposite him. He glanced at the male monks and stopped at two female monks. Both of them were beautiful women, especially the one at the peak of the imperial realm. She was wearing a spotless white dress and had a pure and elegant appearance.

The three people opposite Ye Wu Kuang were also looking at Ye Wu Kuang and the other two who had just come in. After seeing that they were both only at the initial stage of the Saint Realm, they all sighed inwardly.

Only the female cultivator at the initial stage of the Saint Realm would secretly look at Ye Wu Kuang's handsome face with her big eyes from time to time.

Time passed little by little in this silent atmosphere.

After making sure that no one was approaching the exit of the desolate land, the leading ghost king slowly stood up, looked at the five people below and laughed.

"It seems that this is the end. Only a few of you have reached the exit of the wasteland. I guess you must be very skilled or have some special magic weapons on you."

"Let me introduce myself for the last time. My name is Liu Hun Xiu, and this is my granddaughter Liu Ling. Her wedding will begin tomorrow, and your accommodation has been arranged. Have a good rest today, and please don't be absent tomorrow."

After saying that, the ghost king named Liuhun Xiu placed his pale palm on his granddaughter's shoulder, and the two of them turned into a black mist and disappeared...

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