Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 1356: Chapter 1353: Kill one if there’s one, kill a pair if there’s two! (First Update)

Back then, Youhuan was revered by the generations of Wangui Sec, establishing a faint connection between them. Thus, when summoned, a minuscule trace of his soul descended upon the mortal realm.

Such occurrences were commonplace in the Ghost Realm—not just for Ghost Kings!

Even Ghost Monarchs, and the mighty Ghost Emperors, would establish connections with sects from The Multiverse that offered tributes to the Ghost Race.

On ordinary days, these sects sacrificed fresh and delectable souls to these grand ghosts. When the time came, these ghosts sent their avatars to materialize.

This way, both sides benefited mutually.

It was under such circumstances that he encountered Xue An, who had just been reborn and returned.

At that time, Xue An didn’t kill him but spared him instead.

When this trace of Divine Sense returned, Youhuan felt deeply relieved.

After all, although he was just an ordinary Ghost King dwelling on the outermost layer of the Ghost Realm, he still understood the reputation of the Divine Fire Ghost Sovereign.

Yet, he never imagined that he would encounter this great figure here again today.

And judging by the situation, it seemed the Sovereign was targeting him specifically.

These thoughts raced through Youhuan’s mind like lightning, and he promptly bowed in reverence.

”This humble one greets the Ghost Venerable!”

Xue An said nothing, merely watching in silence.

As time ticked away, the atmosphere grew increasingly heavy.

The black mist surrounding Youhuan churned anxiously, and the ghostly flames in his smoke-shrouded eyes burned with fearful intensity.

Finally.

Xue An spoke calmly, ”These souls—did you take them all?”

As he spoke, Xue An opened his palm, revealing a radiant cluster of light.

This was none other than the souls offered by the Ghost Masters, now entirely gathered and held firmly within Xue An’s grasp.

At the sight of these souls and recalling Xue An’s current identity, Youhuan immediately understood everything. Trembling, he cried out frantically, ”My lord, please allow me to explain! These souls weren’t taken by me willingly—I truly had no choice!”

”Oh? No choice?” Xue An chuckled, ”Go ahead, I’m listening!”

Suppressing his deep fear, Youhuan shakily recounted the event of the Destined Ghost Monarch’s approaching grand celebration, during which numerous Ghost Kings were summoned.

Xue An had already known about this, but after hearing Youhuan’s account, his gaze inevitably flickered.

Because, according to Youhuan’s words, the deceased Cang Ming Ghost Monarch was likely the one who was forcibly summoned to Jing Country by Xue An himself, ordered to self-destruct, and ultimately annihilated in spirit.

Little did Xue An expect this Ghost Monarch to have been residing on the outer layer of the Ghost Realm.

A multitude of thoughts flashed through Xue An’s mind before he smiled faintly. ”So, according to you, none of this is your doing?”

”My lord, your discernment is unparalleled! None of this is my fault! It’s all due to the Destined Ghost Monarch’s tyranny, forcing me into compliance!” Youhuan’s tone conveyed a pitiful grievance, though his hidden thoughts were brimming with anticipation and satisfaction.

He despised the Destined Ghost Monarch deeply, and if he could take this opportunity to shift the blame and set this infamous Divine Slaughter against that despicable figure, it would be perfect!

Moreover, if Xue An could truly obliterate the Destined Ghost Monarch, it would be a dream come true.

While inwardly scheming, Youhuan maintained an outward facade of victimhood and helplessness, as though he were the one wronged.

Xue An narrowed his gaze. ”It does seem reasonable!”

Relieved, Youhuan exhaled softly, wearing a fawning smile. ”My lord, I wouldn’t dare deceive you!”

Xue An nodded. ”In that case, I’ll let you off this time!”

Overjoyed, Youhuan eagerly bowed and nodded. ”Thank you, my lord! Thank you!”

Xue An smiled. ”No need for thanks—it’s something I should do anyway!”

Yet, for some reason, upon hearing this statement, a chill ran down Youhuan’s spine. Despite being a Ghost King who had survived over a millennium, he forced himself to stay composed and joined Xue An in laughter.

”Hm? What are you laughing about?” Xue An asked in sudden bewilderment.

Startled, Youhuan hastily restrained his laughter, his face filled with panic. ”My lord, I wasn’t laughing... at anything!”