Peerless Taoist

0Ghost General difficulty is the most difficult test for their little stronghold.    

    

Generally speaking, only late-stage Earth Talisman Realm experts would challenge this difficulty.    

    

The shopkeeper's expression became stern. "Is it up to you or me to decide? Hurry up and do it."    

    

The waiter did not dare to resist and could only agree.    

    

In the inn.    

    

On the surface, this was an inn, but in reality, it was not open to the public. It was just a place where the Netherworld Demon Sect was hidden.    

    

The surrounding air was emitting a faint devilish energy that could not be dispersed.    

    

"Your examination room is here. This is your number. If you can last for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn inside, you will pass the test." The waiter put a number plate into Lu Yu's hand.    

    

Number 70 was written on the number plate, indicating the corresponding examination room for Lu Yu.    

    

Lu Yu pushed open the door and entered the examination room.    

    

As soon as he entered, there was a strong smell of blood.    

    

"Roar!" A sharp roar sounded.    

    

The examination room was completely dark, with only a faint light shining in a limited area.    

    

A black shadow suddenly jumped out from the corner of the examination room and instantly came to Lu Yu's side, clawing at him.    

    

Hu!    

    

The speed of the claw was extremely fast, even bringing with it the sound of wind.    

    

Lu Yu's expression changed. "Ghost General?"    

    

Clang!    

    

The severed head knife was pulled out and collided with the ghost general's claw, creating a spark.    

    

In front of him was a ferocious ghost general.    

    

Just like the wreckage he saw outside Dark Asura Hall, the moment the ghost general stood up, it was three times the height of an ordinary person.    

    

They should have been loyal protectors of the Netherworld, but now, they had become machines that only knew how to kill.    

    

"Someone stole their souls and secretly controlled their bodies!" Lu Yu's eyes narrowed.    

    

He naturally knew that the bodies of these Ghost Generals were extremely powerful. Some low grade magical treasures wouldn't even be able to leave a scar on his body.    

    

"That's good too. Such a good body can be used to test my current strength!" Lu Yu simply put away the Head Breaking Blade and threw a punch at the Ghost General.    

    

The man and the ghost exchanged blows with their fists, completely relying on their strength to collide.    

    

Bang! Bang! Bang!    

    

The two of them had exchanged dozens of blows, but neither victory nor defeat could be determined.    

    

"Let's see what the full power of this punch can do." Lu Yu suddenly unleashed the power of the God of Death, and a powerful force instantly poured into his arm.    

    

After that, Lu Yu threw a punch at the Ghost General.    

    

A loud sound was heard. The Ghost General's hard body had caved in, and there was even blood flowing out from the surface of the body.    

    

However, the ghost general wasn't dead yet.    

    

He continued to roar and run towards Lu Yu.    

    

"What does this Netherworld Demon Sect have to do with my past life?" Lu Yu's curiosity was getting stronger and stronger.    

    

Lu Yu suddenly stretched out a finger and pointed at the Ghost General's forehead.    

    

The Ghost General suddenly stopped running and stopped moving.    

    

...    

    

Outside the inn.    

    

The shopkeeper had been injured by Lu Yu and was currently consuming medicine to heal his injuries.    

    

At this moment, a waiter ran in with quick steps. "Shopkeeper, the envoy from the main altar is here."    

    

The shopkeeper's entire body trembled, and he hurriedly woke up from his state of healing. Then, he quickly ran out.    

    

He saw a black-robed man appear outside the inn.    

    

"This subordinate greets the envoy from the main altar." The shopkeeper hurriedly knelt on the ground.    

    

"How many people have come recently?" The emissary asked.    

    

The shopkeeper hurriedly replied: "There are a total of ninety-three people who have passed the Nether Ghost Trials. Up until now, not a single person has passed the Evil Ghost Trials"    

    

Pah!    

    

The emissary directly raised the book in his hand and threw it at the shopkeeper's face.    

    

"You've been here for so long, yet you've only achieved this little?" The emissary impatiently roared.    

    

Right at this moment, a ray of multicolored light suddenly appeared in the distance.    

    

"Someone passed the high-level trial!" The shopkeeper said in pleasant surprise.