The opponent came faster than imagined.
That very night, a ghost shrouded in black mist came to Peach Blossom Plain to pay homage to Taohua Village.
Coincidentally, Lu Zheng was also at Taohua Village at the time. He and Shen Ying went out to welcome the guest, scrutinizing the ghost, but could not discern its true cultivation.
"Who are you?"
"The name of "Seven Obscure Classics" is too well-known; I prefer not to reveal myself and attract attention. I hope the Peach Blossom Fairy will forgive me."
This ghost stood outside Taohua Village, eight feet tall, surrounded by black mist, making it impossible for Lu Zheng and Shen Ying to see clearly.
Lu Zheng smiled slightly, "But still, you ought to give us a name?"
The ghost said calmly, "You may call me Ghost King."
"Alright, Ghost King, actually, you have incorrect info; Black Wheel King didn't die here in our village," Shen Ying said indifferently.
