Fantasy: I'm Really Not A Supreme Master!

Endless dark Ghost Domain.

The black mist rolled tumultuously, dull and without light.

Atop the supreme Dead Soil, standing above countless ghost realms, one could faintly see the gloomy light from numerous Star Domains of the Ghost Clan converging into the Dead Soil.

At this moment.

Within the Dead Soil, a grand voice suddenly sounded.

"Ye Ming has been destroyed."

A pair of terrifying ghost eyes opened, like two huge stars, from the deep ghostly mist in the Sky Domain.

"Divine Realm? Or Brahma Court?"

A huge white skeletal figure, seated and as high as mountains, spoke in hoarse syllables from its hollow bony mouth.

... Only these two forces could have destroyed a Ghost King.

The voice continued to resonate within the deep ghostly mist of the Sky Domain, saying:

"It is neither the Divine Realm... nor the Brahma Court, but rather..."

"Samsara!"

Samsara!

With these two words, the boundless ghostly mist surged, as if a vast tsunami was approaching.

"What? Samsara... has it finally been found?"

The seated skeletal giant immediately stood up, shaking the Dead Soil with it.

"Ye Ming had a piece of Yin-Yang Soil on him..."

"The Yin-Yang Soil can no longer be sensed... The only possibility is that it has entered Samsara."

In the ghostly mist above the Sky Domain, the huge stellar pupils opened, as if to see through the entire Ghost Domain, their gaze attempting to illuminate the Divine Realm millions of miles away.

"Good, Samsara has finally appeared... we can make a move now."

"Go seize Samsara!"

The white skeletal giant spoke excitedly.

Samsara... is the very thing the entire Ghost Domain, the entire Dead Soil, has been pursuing!

"To take Samsara from the Divine Realm is unwise."

At this moment, what seemed like a broken bridge faintly appeared in the void.

That bridge, as if connecting to some dry riverbed, was indistinct.

And on the bridge stood an old crone holding an empty soup pot.

The old crone exhaled a ghostly aura, saying:

"If we leave the Dead Soil and head to the Divine Domain... it would be an unwise move!"

"Both the Divine Imperial Court and the Western Paradise Brahma Court... are watching Samsara. By then, I’m afraid we would fall into someone else’s trap and make wedding dresses for others!"

Upon hearing this, both the giant eyes and the white skeletal giant fell silent.

They were both supreme existences within the Dead Soil, but... they were not invincible.

Imperial Court, Brahma Court... once they left the Dead Soil, they would face adversaries of the same realm, especially when Samsara, the supreme miracle, appeared; no one would sit idle.

Even some terrifying beings that had disappeared in the long river of history were likely to reemerge.

"Even because of Samsara... the Emperor might appear!"

The old crone on the broken bridge spoke word by word.

The Emperor might appear.

Within the Dead Soil, the atmosphere was exceedingly grave.

The mere word ’Emperor’ could suppress the entire Yang Realm for ten thousand years.

That was always the synonym for invincibility!

"Jiang Po, in your view... what should we do?"

In the Sky Domain, the huge eyes within the ghost mist turned to look at the old crone on the broken bridge.

A disturbingly eerie smile surfaced on the deeply wrinkled face of the old crone.

"Samsara vanished for ten thousand years and has only now appeared."

"I suspect that the true Samsara may not be able to descend immediately... and moreover, Samsara itself may have many imperfections... which is why it is only now slowly awakening."

"And as for the Yin-Yang Soil crucial to Samsara... it is here in the Dead Soil!"

"Let Samsara sense the Yin-Yang Soil, let the beings of the Netherworld notice us... draw Samsara into the Dead Soil!"

"This is our home ground, our burial site, the source of our strength... Only here can we calmly handle the Imperial Court, the Brahma Court!"

She spoke.

Upon hearing this, the beings behind the great ghostly eyes and the mountainous white skeletal giant were greatly surprised.

Jiang Po’s words... were audaciously bold.

Bringing Samsara... into the Dead Soil.

It was not impossible.

Samsara could appear anywhere, now manifesting in the Divine Realm, but, if they used Yin-Yang Soil as bait...

They might just attract Samsara’s attention.

If Samsara descended in the Dead Soil, their chances of controlling it would be tremendously high.

"Ye Ming’s piece of Yin-Yang Soil entered Samsara, which proves that the Yin-Yang Soil... can attract Samsara!"

Jiang Po, holding her empty soup pot, shook it, and smiled, saying:

"Notify all the Ghost Kings to head to the Star Domain where Ye Ming was located and leave a trail of Yin-Yang Soil along the way... won’t that lead Samsara right to the Dead Soil?"

Upon hearing this, the white skeletal giant hesitated for a moment, and said:

"This... This could work."

The giant eyes within the ghost mist also flickered uncertainly, saying:

"I shall command the kings forthwith!"

...

At this moment.

In a certain Star Domain, above a Star Realm.

"Come find me to lead the way, hurry hurry hurry!"

Ao Wushuang called out to the ghostly clouds drifting in the Sky Vault.

He decided to go all out.

There were no roads left to take, and these ghostly beings slaughtered living creatures, devouring souls after death... he might as well try this!

...At this moment, he actually felt some anticipation.

Anticipating that nefarious fate he once desperately fled to descend upon him once more!

"Where did this ant come from!"

Within the ghostly clouds, a Ghost Master appeared, looking indifferently at Ao Wushuang.

Ao Wushuang mustered his courage and stepped forward, saying,

"Great Ghost King, I know where the thing you’re looking for is."

The Ghost Master, however, disdained him and said,

"Oh? What are we looking for?"

Ao Wushuang was immediately baffled, for he knew nothing... He had simply seen these ghostly beings overturning heaven and earth in their search and guessed that the Ghost Domain must be looking for something...

But then, thinking it over, he realized it didn’t matter what they were searching for!

Anyway, leading these ghosts to the small mountain village was sure to be absolutely stable!

He directly said,

"Great Ghost King... believe me, no matter what you’re looking for, there’s a place where you’ll find it!"

"Listen to me, follow me to the Forty-Ninth Star Field, the Eighth Substellar Domain! There’s a small mountain village there, whatever you want, it’s there!"

"You definitely won’t regret going!"

He was putting it all on the line!

He felt that only that small mountain village could be more terrifying and more nefarious than ghosts themselves.

He had been driven to the path of using one danger to repel another!

However, the Ghost Master’s eyes were cold and indifferent as he said,

"Trying to fool a ghost? There’s another village?"

"Ignorant human ant, I will consume you!"

This Ghost Master didn’t care at all; in his view, this lowly human was just using flowery words in an attempt to survive.

Moreover, the fabricated lies were sheer nonsense, what ghostly small mountain village could there be, capable of Samsara? Fooling ghosts without even making an effort!

Suddenly, his ghostly aura surged, ready to take action!

Seeing this, Ao Wushuang’s heart turned cold.

"I, Old Ao... have I really reached the end of this road?"

"Oh Heaven... let me encounter that nefarious luck one more time, please!"

He was close to crying.

Once upon a time, he wished he could flee as far as possible!

Now, he had actually fallen for that nefarious fate. Was this the decay of morals or the distortion of human nature?

Just as the Ghost Master was about to act, his expression suddenly changed, and he froze for a moment.

Because, at this moment, he... received a message from the Ghost King!

The Ghost King had ordered a gathering of all ghostly beings... to convene in the Forty-Ninth Star Field, where an important discovery was made.

He was immediately surprised and couldn’t help but look at the middle-aged man before him.

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The Ghost Master couldn’t help but ask.

This guy... could he really know something?

Was there truly something significant in the Forty-Ninth Star Field, traces of Samsara that the Ghost Clan was searching for?

Ao Wushuang was in despair just a moment ago, but now he hurriedly said,

"Reporting to the Great Ghost King, my name is Ao Wushuang!"

The Ghost Master nodded, thinking that it might be worth keeping this Ao Wushuang around, still useful.

"Ao Wushuang, lead the way, to the Forty-Ninth Star Field!"

The Ghost Master commanded.

Upon hearing this, Ao Wushuang was completely shocked.

Really??

Was he truly being asked to lead the way?

At this moment, he actually felt like crying, damn it!

This familiar feeling, though nefarious... was now so warm and full of a sense of security!

"Lord of Ghosts, I have a companion as well, please wait for me!"

Having said that, he waved his hand in the direction behind him, saying,

"Lu Guniang, come out, we’re safe!"

On the ground behind him, Lu Cailing was hiding, keeping a close watch on the direction where Ao Wushuang was, ready to act and save Ao Wushuang if the negotiation failed. Seeing the turn of events, she immediately walked out.

"What happened, Ao Wushuang?"

She flew to Ao Wushuang’s side.

"A demon?"

That Ghost Master looked at Lu Cailing with a puzzled glance, but didn’t care much and said;

"Both of you, lead the way quickly, do not delay our master’s march!"

Hearing this, Lu Cailing was also stunned, looking at Ao Wushuang with disbelief.

This guy... he’s survived again??

He can even hoodwink ghosts?

Isn’t that a bit too heaven-defying, solving such a desperate situation!

"Let’s go, let’s go, hurry, lead the way for the lords!"

Ao Wushuang was shouting!

This time, his face actually bore a festive expression!

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