Ghost Compendium

"Why don't you kneel? Why!"

The Queen Mother of the West saw that the Fierce Ghosts before her, even Wu Liang himself, were about to kneel under her divine pressure.

Yet, in an instant, they all stood up as if nothing had happened, prompting her to coldly reprimand them.

"Pfft... you old hag, stop shouting for a moment. A god, really? You act like a shrew." Wu Liang rubbed his head, replying impatiently.

He felt like his mind was in chaos.

The once calm consciousness was now surging, like a stormy sea.

Is the Ghost Compendium acting up again?!

But as soon as the words left his mouth, the cold expression on the Queen Mother of the West's face finally cracked.

From the moment the boy entered the Celestial Pool of Tianshan, sending her maidens to deter him...

He not only spent a day slaughtering all her maidens, but he also desecrated the West Queen Mother Temple first thing upon arriving.

Now, he even hurls disrespectful insults.

How could the West Queen Mother Statue Ghost, spoiled and worshipped for countless years, accept this?

Her mouth opened, ready to reprimand him back, and she planned to exert divine pressure to make him submit again.

"Mmm... mmm..."

But strangely, when the Queen Mother of the West tried to speak, all she could manage were muffled sounds.

It felt as if an invisible hand was choking her throat tightly.

Not only that, but even the divine pressure that was her ability was completely unusable.

It was as if her entire divine body was obeying Wu Liang's command to "stop shouting."

"Mmm! Mmm!"

This bizarre occurrence made the Queen Mother of the West feel an inexplicable panic for the first time, biting her teeth and whimpering as she tried exerting various abilities she once plundered.

Black spheres like ink, intensely burning green ghostfire, creatures formed of entangled muscles and blood, a frozen space and environment, and countless white skeletons crawling out of the surrounding temple...

A countless array of strange Fierce Ghost abilities emerged.

After all, for these three minutes, she could use all her abilities without relying on the Bright Pearl.

But unfortunately, after three minutes, all these years of efforts would be reduced to ashes.

By then, she would revert to the weakened state she arrived in at the Celestial Pool four years ago, and there was another Fierce Ghost of the same level eyeing her.

Perhaps soon she might also become part of the other's lust for killing.

Realizing this made a flicker of fear flash in the Queen Mother of the West's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by an endless killing intent toward Wu Liang.

Before that!

This human must die in the most brutal way possible!

The overwhelming capabilities of the Fierce Ghosts turned the West Queen Mother Temple's once moonlit brightness into sudden darkness, all aiming at Wu Liang.

And in the midst of the danger, he was still rubbing his head, attempting to see what on earth was written in the Ghost Compendium.

"Boss, maybe you should find a way to dodge first?"

The Puppet Ghost, witnessing the countless Fierce Ghost abilities that could likely level the entire West Queen Mother Temple... or even half the mountain, couldn't help but remind him from within.

After all, they were all locked by the Queen Mother of the West's freezing environment ability and could only convey thoughts through the Ghost Compendium's sense.

Yet, facing his minion's reminder, Wu Liang suddenly lifted his head toward the Queen Mother of the West.

More precisely, he looked at the unending Tianshan Mountain Range behind her.

"There... beyond the Celestial Pool and deeper into the Tianshan, what is it that's attracting the Ghost Compendium?" Wu Liang began to mutter to himself.

By this time, both the Queen Mother of the West, who couldn't make a sound in mid-air, and the Fierce Ghost minions beside him noticed something unusual—

Why could Wu Liang still move?

Wasn't he always exposed under the freezing environment of the Fierce Ghost's ability?

But now, the Queen Mother of the West couldn't care less; her ability could only last for three minutes, and she dared not waste any time.

"Mm!"

In the blink of an eye, the frighteningly close Fierce Ghost abilities were almost touching Wu Liang, threatening him.

At this distance, dodging was utterly impossible, and a cruel smile spread on the Queen Mother of the West's face.

She so eagerly anticipated the splatter of flesh and blood to come!

"In the way, blocking my view."

But at this seemingly final moment, Wu Liang's expression turned colder, and he casually remarked.

Whoosh—

As these words were spoken, the Queen Mother of the West clearly saw his face as cold as an ice cellar.

Wait? Why can I see his face?

Where are the countless Fierce Ghost abilities? The black spheres? Ghostfire? Flesh creatures?

The entire sky above the West Queen Mother Temple was as clean as if polished countless times, let alone those strange creations of Fierce Ghost abilities, not even a speck of dust was visible.

Between them, only air was left.

Four-eyed, the Queen Mother of the West began to tremble.

This was the first time she felt fear since becoming the strongest Fierce Ghost in the Celestial Pool range; faced with an unknown and ungraspable phenomenon, a strange thought crossed her mind—

Could he be the true god?

"Do gods fear? What are you trembling for?"

Wu Liang said mockingly.

He found it somewhat amusing seeing the Queen Mother of the West trembling uncontrollably.

Mere seconds ago she was arrogant, upholding her status as a Celestial Maiden, believing herself to be a deity worthy of worship, deeming even direct gazes sinful.

Now she was feeling fear.

Indeed, cornered false gods will eventually recognize their true ugly nature.

The Queen Mother of the West's heart was already wavering.

She began to admit she was nothing more than a Fierce Ghost.

The god had fallen from the lofty altar to the ground, covered in dirt.

"Umm!" the Queen Mother of the West roared, trying to stop her fear, and her Fierce Ghost abilities gathered once more, for there was still time within the three minutes.

She wanted another try! A final gamble!

And Wu Liang only yawned and said, "Exorcise, this play of masquerading as a god ends here."

Crack—crack—

With Wu Liang's seemingly casual words, the Queen Mother of the West's abilities vanished once more, and even her body began to emit cracking sounds.

In the next instant, her eyes fell out of their sockets, shattering into gilded porcelain pieces upon hitting the ground.

Following, her ears, nose, cheeks, arms, and every part continuously disintegrated, as if her entire Fierce Ghost form was collapsing from its essence.

"God... you are the true god..."

At the last moment, the Queen Mother of the West managed to speak such words.

Then, the scattered pieces turned to dust, and she vanished into the air as if she had never existed.

Wu Liang merely raised his hand slowly and pinched his face, speaking with a hint of helplessness:

"Pfft... god my ass, hurts like hell!"