Chapter 385: Chapter 177 The Shock of the Master of North Mang Mountain_3

The ghostly mist surged toward the camp where Shen Yuan was like a tidal wave, and the wide sleeves of his vestment robe seemed invincible as Shen Yuan, with a vast amount of the ghostly mist being swept into the sleeves.

Naturally, these mists were collected by Shen Yuan into his Sleeve Space, to prevent them from spreading within the North Mang Mountain territory and turning into water monsters.

As a large amount of ghostly mist was gathered, the surrounding mists gradually thinned, revealing the desolate land eroded by the mists.

The once green mountains and clear waters had long disappeared, leaving the land parched and the vegetation withered, a ruined sight to see.

The ghostly mist had shrunk, barely enveloping an area of a few hundred meters, and it was then that Shen Yuan finally laid eyes upon the fabled Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land.

Looking ahead, the natural mountains loomed like a gigantic tomb over the valley, hiding it with only a narrow path at the entrance allowing passage.

Outside the valley, huge stone steles weathered by the elements surrounded the entire Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land.

Looking at the closest stele, Shen Yuan could make out the faint characters “Equality” engraved upon it.

Above the dao characters, spiritual light flickered, and the seemingly damaged stele appeared to transform into a throne, whereupon a ruler crowned with a pearl-veil Crown and clad in a dragon robe gazed down at the common folk, with countless souls struggling and wailing at his feet.

“One of the 10th Hall Yamas, the Equality King!”

Shen Yuan’s mind jolted, and he quickly withdrew his prying gaze.

Although the goal of the 10th Hall Yamas was an item related to the authority of the underworld held by the Master of North Mang Mountain, the Yama Array Formation indeed bore part of the 10th Hall Yamas’ authority.

Even though it was a minuscule part, its suppression over Ghost Objects was undeniable, making it difficult even for a Ghost Immortal to cross the Yama Array Formation.

The previous Ghost King could walk out of it, thanks to the intricate design of the Master of North Mang Mountain; however, crucially, he had on him an authority token representing one of the 10th Hall Yamas, the Samsara King.

While his mind raced with astonishment, within the short span of less than a minute, the last of the ghostly mist was also forcefully expelled by the Heaven and Earth’s Primordial Elemental Qi and entered into Shen Yuan’s Sleeve Space.

With the disappearance of the last strand of Ghost Objects, the water monster of North Mang Mountain ceased to exist entirely.

In the next moment, the mountain beneath Shen Yuan’s feet suddenly trembled violently, and an ancient roar filled with rage covered the mountains.

Within that Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, a terrifying existence seemed to awaken from its slumber.

“Who is it? Who killed my subordinate Ghost King and destroyed my North Mang Mountain water monster!”

In the valley surrounded by mountains, a crimson eye pierced through spatial distances, looking out from within the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land.

Throughout the North Mang Mountain territory, countless tombs trembled as if their skeletons were about to bow in worship to the lord within the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land.

Shen Yuan had anticipated this, and his expression showed no fear as he faced the rage-filled crimson eye.

The Master of North Mang Mountain, no matter how angry, could not break free from the suppression of the Yama Array Formation. The seemingly sensational phenomenon before him was nothing more than a bluff.

If he were to show hesitation because of this phenomenon, he would be seen through by the Master of North Mang Mountain.

Starlight gathered in Shen Yuan’s eyes, his gaze studded with stars clashed with the crimson eye, an intangible pressure quietly emerging in Shen Yuan’s heart.

But in just a moment, that angry voice turned into an incredulous shock.

“It’s you! Why are you here?”