Chapter 6146

Eight thousand miles away, in the vast mountains.
The mountains here are continuous, the peaks are stacked, the ancient trees are towering, covering the sky, and the sun shines through the dense branches and leaves, sprinkling mottled light and shadow, falling on the thick fallen leaves, making a rustling sound.
The mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, the humidity is thick, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance of grass and trees.
But in this fragrance, there is a faint and palpitating evil aura, which is cold and piercing, with a strong smell of blood and decay, which makes people shudder.
Chen Ping and the three of them hid in the dense forest of a mountain peak, restraining all the breath around them, like three shadows, quietly approaching.
Chen Ping’s gaze was like an eagle falcon, extremely sharp, scanning the mountains in front of him, and the divine thoughts around him slowly emanated, covering a radius of hundreds of miles, carefully probing all the movements around him, and not letting go of any clues.
Mingli also restrained the ghost aura around him, lowered his voice, and leaned towards Chen Ping, with a hint of solemnity in his tone: “Mr. Chen, that ghost aura came from the mountain in front of it, it is getting stronger and stronger, and it is still increasing, it seems that their ritual of resurrecting the ghost clan powerhouse has reached a critical stage.”
Chen Ping looked in the direction of Mingli’s signal, and saw that not far ahead, a majestic mountain peak stood between the clouds and mist, the mountain peak towered into the clouds, the mountain was steep, and the rocks were dark black, as if they were impregnated with blood, exuding a faint evil aura.
The top of the mountain was shrouded in a thick layer of blood-colored clouds, and in the clouds, a huge altar was faintly visible.
On the altar, a blood-red light rose into the sky, piercing the sky, and in that light, there was a strong evil power, which made people palpitate.
From a distance, it looked like a dormant beast, with its hideous fangs open, exuding suffocating coercion.
Around the altar, dense temple soldiers were patrolling, dressed in black armor with strange runes engraved on the armor, and their bodies exuded a cold murderous aura.
One by one, they looked around vigilantly, not letting go of any abnormalities.
At a cursory glance, there were at least a thousand people, and among them were many monks of the eighth rank of the upper fairyland, and even several strong men of the ninth rank of the upper immortal realm, guarding the surroundings of the altar, heavily guarded, like a copper wall and an iron wall, it was not easy to get close to the altar.
In the center of the altar, a huge coffin was quietly suspended in mid-air, and the coffin was completely black, with dense strange runes engraved on it.
In the runes, there was a strong ghostly aura and blood-colored light, and the surface of the coffin was also flowing with dark red liquid, exuding a disgusting smell of decay.
In the coffin, a huge figure was faintly visible, the figure curled up in the coffin, exuding a strong ghost aura all over its body, and in the ghost aura, there was also a hint of coercion of the saint’s level, although it was weak, but it was enough to make people frightened.
“Sure enough, it’s a holy mountain.”
The corner of Chen Ping’s mouth curled up with a cold sneer, a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes, and there was a hint of disdain in his tone, “The temple is really not dead, after the conspiracy was destroyed by me, it is still continuing to resurrect the ghost clan powerhouse and refine the ghost corpse, I really don’t know whether it is alive or dead.”
Mingli stepped forward and lowered his voice, with a hint of worry and awe in his tone: “Mr. Chen, what is in that coffin should be the ghost clan powerhouse they are resurrecting.”
Looking at this aura, at least it is also at the level of the Holy Venerable, and it seems that most of the resurrection ceremony has been carried out, and it won’t be long before he will completely wake up, and at that time, we will be in trouble.
Chen Ping nodded slowly, staring at the coffin suspended in the center of the altar, with a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes.
He could clearly feel that the ghost energy in the coffin was increasing, the huge figure, the aura was also constantly awakening, and the coercion around his body was getting stronger and stronger.
If he waited any longer, the Ghost Clan’s Saint Venerable would soon be completely resurrected and become a ghost corpse controlled by the temple, and at that time, it would become extremely difficult to kill him, and it would also bring great disaster to the Fourteenth Heaven.
“You can’t let them succeed.”
Chen Ping said lightly, with unquestionable firmness in his tone, and the aura around him became more and more intense, and the golden immortal brilliance flowed around him, as if he wanted to completely purify this evil world.
As soon as the words fell, he slowly stood up, no longer hiding his figure, and the golden light around him instantly burst out, like a scorching sun, illuminating the entire mountains, and the golden immortal brilliance exuded majestic coercion, crushing the surrounding air slightly distorted.
His figure moved, without using any magic, he flew slowly towards the top of the holy mountain, his steps were calm, and his expression was indifferent, as if he was not going to a life-and-death battle, but to an ordinary banquet.