The Ghost Cultivators looked at the Red Goblins with a sinister smile on his face, âGood, I really didnât expect that you would be able to escape. Itâs amazing. It seems like I underestimated your strength. But this is the end of your good run.â
Every Red Goblinâs faces turned ashen. Nobody dared to fight back nor did they make any noise. Perhaps the only rebellion the Red Goblins could do was to stay silent.
The Ghost Cultivator looked at the Red Goblins and laughed, âGood, good, very good. You dare to resist. This only makes me happier. Now you can die!â After saying that, the Ghost Cultivator waved his hand.
But at this moment, a fireball suddenly flew out from a nearby forest. The fireball was going straight towards the Ghost Cultivator. The fireball wasnât big, at only the size of a fist, but Zhao Hai didnât dare underestimate this fireball.
Although the fireball was very small, the energy it contained wasnât small. If a Clone Stage cultivator was hit by it, they would be severely wounded if they werenât killed.
As soon as the Ghost Cultivator noticed this fireball, his expression couldnât help but change. Then he quickly moved and dodged the fireball. He looked at the dense forest and said, âWho is it? Come out here!â
Right after the Ghost Cultivator shouted, a group of Red Goblins came out from the forest. These Red Goblins looked different from the other group. These Red Goblins wore long robes. Although the robes didnât look good, it was still much better than what the enslaved Red Goblins wore. Most importantly, in the hands of the Red Goblins was a red rock. The rock looked very much like any other rock instead it was colored red. Despite its appearance, the Red Goblins were holding them very carefully.
When the Ghost Cultivator saw these Red Goblins, his complexion couldnât help but change. Then he said, âThe Rebel Army. Hahaha. I didnât expect to meet you here. Youâre all dead. As long as your location is made known, you will be refined into yin souls!â
An old Red Goblin wearing a long robe looked at the Ghost Cultivator and said, âIf you canât escape, how would anybody find out?â
The Ghost Cultivator didnât have any expressions of fear, instead he laughed and said, âYou think you can prevent me from escaping? Hahaha. What a joke. Although you are skilled in fire techniques, your speed is very bad. You simply canât block me.â
The old Red Goblin looked at the Ghost Cultivator and said, âNothing is certain. Even if we cannot catch up to you, we can still block you.â With his voice, more and more Red Goblins arrived. They encircled the Ghost Cultivator in the middle.
The Ghost Cultivator looked at the Red Goblins who appeared around him and his expression finally changed. At this moment, a trace of violence suddenly flashed in his eyes. Then he waved his hand and a black bat flew straight to the sky.
The old Red Goblin naturally expected him to do this. And with a wave of his hand, a ball of fire flew out and hit the bat. Before long, the fireball disappeared along with the bat.
But at this moment, a black flying sword departed from the Ghost Cultivatorâs hand. The flying sword was very fast. Before the Red Goblins could respond, the sword departed from the encirclement.
The Ghost Cultivator looked at the Red Goblin with a proud look on his face. He laughed and said, âYou want to keep me here? Good. Even if I die, Iâm taking you all down with me.â
Just as he finished talking, he suddenly stopped. Then with an astonished look on his face, he turned his head to the distance. He could feel that his flying sword had been blocked.
Then a voice was heard, âI can guarantee that you wonât be able to send any word out.â
The Ghost Cultivator stared, then he turned his head to Zhao Hai. He couldnât sense even a little breath on Zhao Haiâs body. The Ghost Cultivator asked, âWho are you? Why are you interfering with my matters? If you are a Ghost Cultivator, you donât want to let them go. These Red Goblins are rebels.â
Zhao Hai looked at the Red Goblins wearing long robes and then smiled, âThe Rebel Army is good. Theyâre better than Ghost Cultivator. In any case, Iâm not a Ghost Cultivator. I even hate them.â
Hearing Zhao Hai, the Ghost Cultivator couldnât help but stare. Then his complexion changed, âYouâre not a Ghost Cultivator? So youâre from the surface? How is that possible? Is the True Spirit Realm attacking?â
Zhao Hai smiled faintly and said, âIf I say anything, then I would be a fool. What do you think?â
The Ghost Cultivatorâs complexion changed. He looked at Zhao Hai and said, âNo matter how many people you have, you cannot escape. The underground world isnât the True Spirit Realm. You will be hunted down.â
Zhao Hai smiled faintly and said, âWe donât know if Iâll live or die, but you definitely wonât survive today.â
The old Red Goblin, who had kept quiet all this time, opened his mouth and said, âAlright, stop acting. You want to use this method to infiltrate our rebel army? Let me tell you, it wonât happen even in a dream.â
Zhao Hai smiled faintly and said, âInfiltrate your army? Thereâs no need. What I only want is his life. Although Iâm interested in your people, itâs not in the way you think.â
At this time, the Ghost Cultivators suddenly moved and tried to break through the encirclement. Zhao Hai appeared in front of him and punched. The Ghost Cultivator didnât expect Zhao Haiâs response to be so quick. He quickly moved and wanted to dodge Zhao Haiâs fist, but he soon discovered his mistake. He couldnât move, he could only watch as his chest was hit by Zhao Haiâs punch.
The Ghost Cultivator didnât fly back, it seemed like his body was stuck in Zhao Haiâs fist. The Ghost Cultivator looked at Zhao Hai in disbelief. A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. Mixed in with his blood were fragments of internal organs. It was clear that he wouldnât be able to survive.
Zhao Hai waved his hand and received the corpse of the Ghost Cultivator. Then he turned his head towards the Red Goblins who were looking at him in surprise. They didnât expect Zhao Hai to kill the Ghost Cultivator.
However, the Ghost Cultivators didnât believe Zhao Haiâs words. They still looked at Zhao Hai with vigilance. Seeing this, Zhao Hai just smiled faintly and said, âHello everyone. I really want to befriend you. But it seems like that wonât happen today. Thatâs fine, Iâm sure there will be a chance in the future.â
The old Red Goblin looked at Zhao Hai and said, âThereâs no need, you wonât get away.â
Zhao Hai laughed at the old Red Goblin, âYouâre too confident. I understand that your fire abilities are good, but itâs not enough to take my life.â Then Zhao Haiâs figure moved and vanished from the old Red Goblinâs sight. The next moment, Zhao Hai was beside the old Red Goblin, which startled the old Goblin. Then Zhao Hai disappeared again and reappeared where he was before. It was as if what everyone saw was an illusion.
The old Red Goblin knew that what they saw wasnât an illusion. Zhao Hai quickly rushed to his side and then retreated. The old Red Goblin was certain that this wasnât teleportation or a spatial ability, this was speed, absolute speed.
The old Red Goblinâs expression changed, he looked at Zhao Hai in shock. He didnât expect Zhao Hai to be so fast. The Red Goblins wouldnât be able to block this speed. Now the old Red Goblin was beginning to believe that Zhao Hai wasnât a Ghost Cultivator. If Zhao Hai was a Ghost Cultivator, he would definitely leave immediately and spread the information. Then he would gain a huge merit. It must be known that the existence of the rebels was a thorn on the side of the Ghost Cultivators. The Ghost Cultivators were always ruthless in weeding the rebels out.
The old Red Goblin looked at Zhao Hai and said, âIs Mister really from the True Spirit Realm? May I ask if Mister is a cultivator from a sect?â
Zhao Hai smiled faintly and said, âI am. Iâm afraid you donât know this, but I am a cultivator from the Tyrant Blade Sect. Some time ago, the Ghost Cultivators went to my sect to kill people and set fires. Iâm here to take revenge.â
The old Red Goblin looked at Zhao Hai and said, âSo Mister is from the Tyrant Blade Sect. I heard that the Tyrant Blade Sect is a formidable faction. If Mister is a disciple of the Tyrant Blade Sect, we donât mind becoming friends.â
Zhao Hai smiled faintly and said, âYouâre too polite. I came here mainly to retaliate against the Ghost Cultivators. To be honest, I really didnât expect to run into you today. But our meeting is also fate. If we are truly fated, maybe weâll meet in the future. Everyone, goodbye.â
Zhao Hai actually wanted to have contact with the Red Goblins. After all, despite the situation of the underground world, they still insisted on resisting against the Ghost Cultivators. They were courageous.
However, the Red Goblins were still wary of him. Even if he wanted to help them, they wouldnât accept it. Zhao Hai could also understand the attitude of the Red Goblins. After all, in this environment, they would die if they werenât helpful. And listening to their words, they seem to have been deceived before. It makes sense for them to be on guard.
People can get along with each other, but there arenât many who can become friends at first meeting. And there are many people who are slow in making friends.
The Red Goblins didnât expect Zhao Hai to leave. The old Red Goblins looked at Zhao Hai and said, âIf we want to see Mister, how can we contact you?â
Zhao Hai smiled faintly and said, âWeâll meet if weâre fated to meet. Everyone, Iâm going.â Then Zhao Haiâs figure vanished from sight.
Looking at the direction Zhao Hai left, the old Red Goblin didnât know what to say. Just now they were wary of Zhao Hai. They didnât expect the other party to not react at all. Instead, they turned around and left, which was unexpected.