Chapter 145: Customs of the Ghost Domain (1)

Ye Youming wore a deep purple long dress, the hem fluttering lightly like mist, subtly revealing her charming curves.

Her long hair was like drifting clouds in the dark night, softly draped over her shoulders, her face appearing and disappearing in the interplay of light and shadow, giving people an elusive charm.

At this moment, she quietly scrutinized the four teams, elegant and composed, as if assessing the value of each person.

"Guests have arrived; why not come to my Mingying Hall to chat properly and let me fulfill the duties of a host."

Su Wanqing was secretly alert and bowed slightly: "Many thanks for the Fairy's invitation; we were just hoping to understand the mysteries of Mingying Hall."

Ye Youming smiled lightly, her smile carrying a hint of mystery and temptation, making the air become increasingly ambiguous, causing one to unconsciously sink into it.

"Follow me, and let us explore the profundity of the Dao of the Netherworld together."

She waved her hand gently, and the surrounding shadows surged like a tide, forming a path leading to Mingying Hall.

Su Wanqing and Lin Chen walked at the front.

Su Wanqing's eyes sparkled with a lively light, full of curiosity and vigilance toward Ye Youming;

Lin Chen was also curiously observing the surrounding objects, appearing full of novelty regarding the mysterious occasion.

Following closely behind, Dan Xiner stood at Lin Chen's side. Mu Xueyan walked beside Su Wanqing.

Behind them were the protective Disciples; Lin Fan was in this position.

Finally, there were the ordinary Disciples; the ordinary Disciples of the four teams followed closely behind.

Of course, the ordinary Disciples of the Xuanyin Qin Sect could not be called ordinary Disciples; they were divided into twenty small teams, with team leaders such as Chief Disciple Lei Ji, Ling Yun, Luo Chen, and Chi Yan leading their respective teams.

Each of these teams possessed extremely high combat power.

Upon entering Mingying Hall, the scene before them made everyone's heart tremble.

The interior of the hall was incredibly spacious, enough to accommodate hundreds of people.

Towering stone pillars stood like giants, their surfaces carved with ancient runes, emitting a faint, eerie light.

The surrounding walls were paved with black stone, dark and mysterious, as if carrying endless secrets.

In the center of the hall, a wide red carpet extended to the front, leading to a tall main seat.

Behind the main seat hung a huge pattern of the Netherworld, which seemed to be whispering and calling to the Soul of every entrant.

The light inside the hall was dim and soft, with flickering candlelight casting layers of eerie shadows, as if a mysterious Aura was flowing through the very air.

Ye Youming stood elegantly in front of the hall and said softly: "Everyone, please take your seats."

Her voice was as fresh as morning dew, yet it carried a trace of coldness, making one dare not be negligent.

The crowd found their seats one after another, and the whispers as they sat down echoed in the hall, filled with anticipation and nervousness.

As everyone took their seats, the hall gradually quieted down, with only a light breeze brushing past the candle flames, causing them to sway gently.

Ye Youming stood in front of the main seat, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

Just at this moment, a low sound of footsteps came from outside the hall, and immediately, Supreme Mingye walked in.

He was clad in black battle armor, his Aura like a rainbow; cold, eerie light flickered in his sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, like a ghostly wolf in the dark night.

Supreme Mingye slowly took his seat on the main throne, and the atmosphere of the entire Mingying Hall instantly became heavy.

"Do you know why I have summoned you here?"

Supreme Mingye's voice was low and majestic, like a peal of thunder echoing in the hall; everyone could not help but hold their breath, waiting attentively.

Supreme Mingye snorted coldly.

"I have long had the ambition to unify the Five Regions. Now, young Cultivators from the other four regions have actually broken into my territory one after another, attempting to seize treasures that belong to my Mingying Hall. How bold!"

His gaze was like lightning, sweeping across every face of the young Disciples of Mingying Hall.

"Today, I will give you a chance to prove your value."

Supreme Mingye's voice sounded again, carrying an irresistible majesty,

"These Cultivators who have trespassed into my territory will become the objects for your tempering. We must not only defend the dignity of Mingying Hall, but also demonstrate my power to the other four regions."

The Disciples of Mingying Hall looked at each other, feeling both uneasy and secretly excited.

Being able to gain Supreme Mingye's favor was undoubtedly a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity for them.

Ye Youming nodded slightly, her face remaining cold and beautiful, her gaze revealing approval.

"If you can defeat them and take back the stolen treasures, in addition to glory, I will grant generous rewards, even an improvement in cultivation."

Supreme Mingye's tone shifted, his eyes revealing a glimmer of temptation.

"This is a moment to test you; do not let me down." He finally said coldly, his tone harboring a hidden threat.

Lin Chen, Su Wanqing, and the captains present finally understood.

This banquet was merely a front; the true intention was to demonstrate his unparalleled strength and ruthless determination to the Disciples of the other four regions.

The atmosphere became increasingly cold; some of the weaker-willed Disciples from Danxiang Valley were already trembling, appearing extremely nervous.

Faced with this oppressive feeling, they felt helpless and hardly dared to look directly at Supreme Mingye.

Lin Fan, however, appeared at ease, his arms crossed over his chest, staring at Supreme Mingye with amusement, as if enjoying this dramatic confrontation.

"What, you are unconvinced!" Supreme Mingye stared straight at Lin Fan, his tone full of provocation and threat.

Seeing this, Su Wanqing quickly transmitted her voice: "Brother Bai, lower your head quickly; do not argue with him."

Lin Chen and the others were full of anticipation for Lin Fan; they knew Lin Fan's identity was extraordinary: "This is the Human Emperor Bai Yi, the Sect founder."

Lin Fan smiled slightly, moved his gaze away from Supreme Mingye, and said indifferently: "Do you think I would be afraid of you? True strength does not need to be argued with words."

This relaxed answer stood out prominently in the serious atmosphere; everyone was speechless for a moment, both surprised and admiring, secretly breaking into a cold sweat for Lin Fan.

Supreme Mingye narrowed his eyes in anger, clearly not expecting Lin Fan to be so calm, but he also understood that if he were to kill a junior, he would lose all face.

"The power you desire must ultimately be forged in this dark Domain. Now, I give you the opportunity."

Supreme Mingye gave a cold smile, seemingly unconcerned about Lin Fan's attitude, and then arranged:

"Ye Youming, take our guests to have some fun. Afterward, take a hundred Disciples and accompany our guests to the Cliff of Starry Sea."

After speaking, Supreme Mingye walked away with heavy footsteps.

Following Supreme Mingye's departure, the atmosphere in the hall became even heavier.

The Disciples looked at each other, their hearts filled with trepidation and anticipation for the upcoming Cliff of Starry Sea.

Especially the Disciples of Danxiang Valley, each of them had a nervous expression, seemingly feeling at a loss regarding the future challenges.

Ye Youming nodded slightly, a mysterious smile curling at the corners of her mouth, and she walked forward elegantly. "Everyone, eat well, drink well, and have fun. I shall perform a dance for you all."

As her voice fell, the surrounding light and shadow instantly intertwined, and the candle flames flickered with soft light amidst her dancing.

Her figure was as light as smoke, like an elf wandering in the night sky, and every turn seemed able to stir the surrounding shadows.

Her dance was fluid and hazy, dancing lightly to the rhythm, like moonlight spilling onto a calm lake, flowing with brilliant colors.

The Disciples held their breath, watching Ye Youming intently; between her dance steps, her skirt was like smoke and mist, softly brushing against everyone's heartstrings, making people yearn for it.

Lin Fan, however, frowned slightly at this moment. His memories of a hundred lifetimes allowed him to see the strangeness behind the gorgeous dance.

Every movement of Ye Youming was subtly guiding everyone's mind, attempting to invade their consciousness into some kind of eerie world.

Having had the experience of Bai Youyou's memory world, Lin Fan was terrified; that time, it took a full thousand years to clear it.

Lin Fan spoke up and interrupted: "It is rare to have such refined interest from the Fairy of Illusory Shadows; why not let me play a tune for the Fairy, and the Fairy can dance to it, how about that?"