I Truly Am The Villian
Chapter 1260: 1259 Strategy, Conversation with Ghost General Hebun

Chapter 1260: Chapter 1259 Strategy, Conversation with Ghost General Hebun

The arena was crafted from pieces of Purple Yin Crystal Stone, its sturdiness naturally undisputed.

On the arena stood two Ghost Generals, both adorned in armor.

The armor, forged of gilt, exuded a daunting aura; one Ghost General was the Long-tongue Ghost, the other the Crimson Flame Ghost.

“Which one is Ghost General Hebun?” Xie Changliu asked a nearby person.

Someone pointed at the Long-tongue Ghost and explained, “There, that’s the one.

Without the Ghost King, he is nigh invincible.

The next generation of Ghost King is none other than him.”

“Indeed, indeed,” someone agreed nearby.

“I wonder how many moves the Crimson Flame Ghost can withstand.”

As his words fell, the duel between the two in the arena commenced.

The Crimson Flame Ghost struck first, its mouth agape, spewing a gigantic fireball.

The blazing flames consumed the void, rushing toward Ghost General Hebun.

Yet, Ghost General Hebun showed no panic, as the fireball flew past, his right fist clenched tight, hammering straight forward.

A thunderous “boom” was heard, sparks flew, and the fireball was annihilated in the gust of his punch.

The Crimson Flame Ghost’s gaze narrowed slightly, its arms spread wide, igniting in a self-combustion, its entire body engulfed in raging flames.

The towering flames transformed into countless fireballs, nearly a hundred, floating in the void.

The Crimson Flame Ghost’s arms extended, its palms clapped forward, and with a loud “boom,” the hundred fireballs fused, forming a unified blaze.

The fireballs descended from the sky, their intense pressure and scorching heat were too unbearable to gaze upon.

The crowd scattered and retreated several steps.

Ghost General Hebun stood at the center of the flames, his armor reflected a crimson hue.

His long tongue flicked out, vivid as fresh blood.

His tongue extended tens of meters, wrapping around the fireballs like sticky strands, ensnaring them all.

In the next moment, he opened his mouth wide, which seemed to split open with a width of nearly a hundred meters, swallowing all the fireballs whole.

“This……,” the Crimson Flame Ghost faltered, stepping back a few paces.

“All yours returned,” Ghost General Hebun grinned menacingly.

He opened his mouth wide, spewing forth the fireballs, which merged into a vast expanse.

Eventually forming an immense orb resembling the sun.

A giant fireball burned fiercely, wrapped by Ghost General Hebun’s tongue, channeled forcibly toward the Crimson Flame Ghost.

Another loud “boom” exploded, the fireball shattered completely while the Crimson Flame Ghost’s armor was all fragmented.

He knelt on one knee, the flames dimming significantly, gazing at Ghost General Hebun with some fear.

“Someone like you dares challenge this General,” Ghost General Hebun stepped forward, lifting his foot.

His right foot exerted all its strength, stamping down fiercely.

The Crimson Flame Ghost roared in anguish, unsure if from wrath or genuine pain.

In the end, he passed out in torment, kicked and sent flying by Ghost General Hebun.

“Anyone else wish to challenge, may step up,” Ghost General Hebun surveyed the surroundings, speaking indifferently.

“But next time, measure your strength before you hasten to your death.”

Seeing the crowd around no one dared to reply, Ghost General Hebun was satisfied and stepped down from the arena.

Xu Zimei gave Xie Changliu a nod, and Xie Changliu quickly rushed over.

The two had just devised a plan, uncertain if it would succeed.

……

“Ghost General, I have urgent matters to report,” Xie Changliu hurried over, shouting anxiously.

“Who are you?” The surrounding Ghost Spirits blocked him.

“About the Death Flower’s great secret, I can only inform the Ghost General,” Xie Changliu continued to shout.

Initially prepared to leave, Ghost General Hebun took no note, until hearing ‘Death Flower’, his eyes narrowed, slowly raising his head.

He gestured and said, “Let him through.”

Xie Changliu stepped forward, Ghost General Hebun scrutinized him closely and said, “Speak, what’s happening?”

“It’s crowded here,” Xie Changliu glanced around cautiously and said.

“Speak, they won’t dare spread word,” Ghost General Hebun replied dismissively.

“We are under Boss Tu Meng, today while accompanying Boss Tu Meng on patrol, we overheard the Divine Race’s secret,” Xie Changliu said.

“They found a place filled with Death Flowers.

Regrettably, we were discovered, fought to our deaths, and Boss Tu Meng and the others all perished.

We barely escaped with our lives.”

“You?” Ghost General Hebun frowned and asked.

“There’s another Ghost Spirit,” Xie Changliu gestured, and Xu Zimei emerged from the crowd.

“It was us, we heard the place called……” Xie Changliu’s words were abruptly interrupted by Ghost General Hebun.

“Follow me to the mansion,” Ghost General Hebun gestured, heading towards his estate.

Above the rank of Ghost General, one possesses a personal estate, especially for such a prominent Ghost General.

The endlessly flowing ghost crowd passed by, and the two arrived at a reasonably sized mansion.

They followed Ghost General Hebun into the inner hall, where Ghost Spirits served them tea, then withdrew.

“Speak, what place?” Only then did Ghost General Hebun ask.

“We barely heard the words ‘Sunlit,'” Xie Changliu said.

“Sunlit,” Ghost General Hebun furrowed his brow again and asked, “Is that all?”

“We had no time to hear more before being discovered,” Xie Changliu nodded.

“How do I know you’re not deceiving me?” Ghost General Hebun asked indifferently.

“Ghost General, I am absolutely loyal to you,” Xie Changliu hurried to explain.

“I don’t trust loyalty, only deceased,” Ghost General Hebun’s words landed.

His right hand lifted, and an invisible black mist surged, wrapping around Xie Changliu’s neck.

Gradually lifting him higher.

With Ghost General Hebun’s increasing strength, Xie Changliu’s complexion grew paler, struggling to breathe.

Just as he was on the verge of fainting, Ghost General Hebun suddenly loosened his grip, causing Xie Changliu to fall directly down.

“Had you resisted just now, you two would have died miserably,” Ghost General Hebun said.

He looked outside and shouted, “Come here.”

A Long-tongue Ghost stepped in from outside.

“Arrange a courtyard for these two, let them stay well,” Ghost General Hebun said.

He needed to keep them alive, as he himself didn’t understand the meaning of ‘Sunlit.’

For now, with unclear circumstances, it’s best to investigate the meaning of ‘Sunlit’ first.

What Death Flower signifies, others may not know, but Ghost General Hebun is fully aware.

If he could obtain more Death Flowers, his position as Ghost King would be almost secured.

Long-tongue Ghost escorted Xu Zimei and Xie Changliu out of the inner hall.

Ghost General Hebun then exited the estate, heading towards the Ghost Tribe’s archives.