After Being Possessed By A Witch, I Became An Outlaw

On this bloody battlefield, Zhang Chi's luck has always been in a state of constant fluctuation between good and bad.

To say that his luck is good, he often finds himself in dangerous situations, as if he could easily meet with disaster.

But to say that his luck is bad, every time he encounters danger, someone always comes to his rescue in time, or he himself comes up with a way to break free.

This is what has always given him a glimmer of hope amidst countless dead ends.

Zhang Chi couldn't help but imagine if there was some big shot playing chess in the sky, with one side wanting him dead and the other wanting him alive.

Of course, this was just a wild imagination born out of a lack of security, without any logical support, just self-indulgence in the face of danger.

Now, with the arrival of the Ghost Clan, and seeing that a conflict is about to break out with the people from Heavenly Spring Mountain, Zhang Chi quickly grabs Chen Runyu, ready to run at any moment.

However, just when Zhang Chi thought that the people from Heavenly Spring Mountain would engage in a fierce battle with the Ghost Clan, Liu Xuan said something that shocked him deeply.

"Disciples, surrender and break through by handing over the Blood Crystal Stones immediately!"

Unlike before, Liu Xuan surrendered very quickly this time.

He knew very well that he was no match for the Ghost Emperor, so why continue to struggle when they were already in a predicament?

As long as they surrendered quickly, under the protection of the rules of the battlefield, they still had a chance to escape.

As long as they could shake people's hearts, the Human Clan had no reason to fear the Ghost Clan.

However, this turn of events really caught Zhang Chi off guard. "Wow, you talk so passionately and grandly, but you actually want to surrender? You really know how to play with twists and turns."

The people of Heavenly Spring Mountain were obviously also impressed by the words of their ancestor, but their ancestor had a serious expression and a stern tone. At this time, a normal disciple would not question their ancestor's decision.

Those who could come to the battlefield, apart from Beichen Dan, who was a newcomer, were mostly professionally trained, and there were even many veterans from ten years ago.

In other words, they were all experienced individuals.

Since they were experienced individuals, they wouldn't make low-level mistakes.

Therefore, with Liu Xuan's order, all the people from Heavenly Spring Mountain flew out a large number of Blood Crystal Stones, and they all surrendered to the Prince of Rakshasa.

For a moment, all the Blood Crystal Stones surged into the body of the Prince of Rakshasa.

With a "whoosh," a beam of light fell on the Prince of Rakshasa.

The Prince of Rakshasa had already looted a wave before, so he already had a large number of Blood Crystal Stones on him. However, in order to avoid exposure, their Blood Crystal Stones were evenly distributed, so they had fewer than the people on the leaderboard.

But they still had a certain basic quantity, unless they temporarily abandoned the Blood Crystal Stones they had obtained.

But obviously, the Prince of Rakshasa was not that clever. What if a large number of Blood Crystal Stones were dug away by others?

He also didn't expect that the people from Heavenly Spring Mountain would surrender right from the start. What about the dignity of the so-called Heavenly Pillar forces?

Are they really willing to give up all their face?

This move by Heavenly Spring Mountain also caught the Prince of Rakshasa off guard. With the appearance of the beam of light, the name of the Prince of Rakshasa immediately appeared in the ninth place on the leaderboard, with a quantity that exceeded the tenth place by several hundred.

The Prince of Rakshasa's heart skipped a beat, but when he saw the name displayed as "Hong Lang," he felt somewhat relieved.

In this era, there shouldn't be anyone alive who knows his name.

If there were different treatments for the Ghost Clan and humans being on the leaderboard, then he would be in big trouble.

Fortunately, he could still hide.

And the people from Heavenly Spring Mountain on the opposite side also gained immunity buffs. Liu Xuan continued to order, "Prepare to break through, within three hours, find people from other sects and spread the news."

"Yes!"

The execution power of the elite disciples of the sects was very strong. Unlike Independent Cultivators who fought individually, large forces often fought as a team, so they had a higher quality of unity, cooperation, and obedience to commands.

Zhang Chi certainly wouldn't miss this opportunity. While everyone was running, he also mingled among the fleeing people, running along with them.

After all, they were all wearing the clothes of Heavenly Spring Mountain. At this point, no one would still be concerned about the impostor from before.

In the face of the great threat from the Ghost Clan, everyone had to work together.

"I didn't say you can leave!"

The Prince of Rakshasa set up such a big formation, of course, he wouldn't let the people from Heavenly Spring Mountain escape.

Moreover, he had experience.

Accompanied by the sound of ghostly cries, the surrounding red mist immediately churned up.

The red mist could envelop people, causing their senses to become confused and making it impossible to discern directions.

In this blood-colored battlefield, although the duel was limited to 1v1, there were no restrictions on the use of formations.

Moreover, the ghost clan did not use formations, but instead used special means to stir up the red mist that naturally belonged to the battlefield.

He had already used it once before, and the effect was very good.

In the previous battle, he successfully trapped the enemy in the red mist, and when the buff disappeared, they would go up and seize another round.

No matter how many blood crystal stones a person had, they couldn't afford to lose twice.

After losing the second time, they had to replenish the blood crystal stones, otherwise, they would be eliminated due to the rules.

This was the true cruelty of the battlefield, leaving you with nowhere to escape.

The ghost clan's move could be said to be very ruthless, not giving any chance at all.

It could be said that no matter who it was, they would not be able to break the ghost clan's situation.

Even if they wanted to fight to the death, the ghost clan still had a greater advantage.

In addition to the Prince of Rakshasa, there were also four Ghost Emperors accompanying him, as well as several Ghost Sovereigns. Their strength could be said to be very formidable.

A one-on-one fight with a Ghost Emperor could easily defeat a Transcending Tribulation expert of the human race. If they really fought, a single team would be no match for the ghost clan.

Therefore, at this moment, the Prince of Rakshasa was already holding the winning ticket.

Whether it was encountering the weaker Tianhe Valley or the stronger Heavenly Spring Mountain, he would win for sure.

The prerequisite was that the human race didn't react in time.

Once they reacted and formed a group, then it would be troublesome.

But how could they possibly react in time?

In this blood-colored battlefield, information was the most closed off, spiritual messages couldn't be sent out, let alone long-distance communication, it was impossible.

It could be said that the Prince of Rakshasa could easily harvest the heads in this wave.

Thanks to having already run halfway, Zhang Chi and the others were located at the edge of the red mist.

The bad news was that they were trapped.

The good news was that the range of the trap was not large.

However, this red mist had a confusing effect, making you think you were moving forward when you were actually moving backward.

Thinking you were turning left, but actually turning right, it was impossible to determine the direction.

The people from Heavenly Spring Mountain also knew that they definitely couldn't touch this red mist, so they resisted and each displayed their own Divine Ability spells, trying to block the red mist from their bodies.

However, it was all ineffective.

The red mist ignored all spell effects and directly fell on the people, causing them to fall into chaos.

But Zhang Chi and his group were different.

Seeing the arrival of the red mist, he immediately realized that this should be the battlefield's red mist.

If ordinary spells were effective against this kind of red mist, the ghost clan definitely wouldn't use this method.

Could it be that the red mist had no natural enemies? Zhang Chi didn't believe it.

All things have their own checks and balances, there is nothing that is absolutely invincible.

Even if the wind couldn't move this red mist, Zhang Chi believed that there must be a way to deal with it.

And that glimmer of hope was the words Ao Long had said to him before.

She mentioned the terrifying red mist of the blood-colored battlefield, she saw countless resentful spirits floating in the red mist, but Hong Li had no reaction at all.

It could be seen that not everyone could see the truth of the red mist.

Of course, Ao Long might have also been mistaken.

But in such a dangerous situation, Zhang Chi couldn't afford to worry about whether Ao Long was mistaken or not, he could only choose to believe in Ao Long.

If the red mist is the manifestation of the grudges of the people who died here, then it should be considered a form of thought.

Or rather, this is the true meaning of a ghost.

According to Zhang Chi's previous understanding of ghosts, they are the vengeful spirits of people who died with unresolved grievances.

The understanding from the past may not be useful in this world, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

Zhang Chi felt that his yang energy was still strong, so he drew his sword and coated it with spiritual energy.

At the same time, Zhang Chi also used Sword Intent.

The methods from the past may not work, but since the resentful spirits are souls and the red mist is a spiritual entity, they can be considered a form of spiritual power.

And Sword Intent happens to be a manifestation of spiritual power.

So, with his sword stained with blood, Zhang Chi gathered Sword Intent and slashed towards the red mist.

"Flowing Wind, Returning Snow!"

As the sword energy was released, the red mist actually moved.

After Zhang Chi struck with his sword, a small vortex of red mist formed along with his sword.

"Quick, run!"

Zhang Chi shouted, reminding Chen Runyu, She Shishi, and the people from Heavenly Spring Mountain to escape.

Regardless of whether they were enemies before, now letting the people from Heavenly Spring Mountain escape would provide him with more support later.

The people from Heavenly Spring Mountain were not foolish. They received the reminder and quickly gathered around Zhang Chi, following the whirlwind he created as they rushed out.

Prince Rakshasa was dumbfounded. Was there really such a method?

He thought the red mist was invincible, but someone was able to manipulate it?

"Quick, kill him!"

Prince Rakshasa ordered sharply. He noticed that Zhang Chi didn't have a red glow on him, indicating that he was someone who could be challenged.

But Zhang Chi was already on the edge and was about to break free.

At this moment, he hadn't fully accumulated his power, but he could still strike out.

"Snow Drifting in the Human World!"

With a swing of his sword, the crimson mist dispersed into countless tiny particles and shot towards the many ghost tribes.

To be honest, the name and effect of this move don't match at all.

Does your snow really drift so fast?

The particles landed on the ghost tribes.

The damage caused by these red mists was not strong, but their control effect was undeniable.

They immediately caused the ghost tribes to fall into chaos.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Chi pulled Chen Runyu out of the encirclement of the red mist.

There were also other lucky ones who followed closely behind, but after they ran out, the red mist automatically healed itself.

"It's you!"

Among the people who ran out with Zhang Chi happened to be Beichen Dan.

He had the opportunity to escape because it was related to his desire to find Zhang Chi.

At that time, the others didn't think of looking around nearby.

But he felt that something was off, so he wandered around nearby.

Unfortunately, he didn't find Zhang Chi before the ghost tribes attacked.

He didn't have time to look for Zhang Chi, but luckily he ended up in the outermost area.

This can also be considered as a stroke of luck!

"Grandfather, it's them!"

Beichen Ting also ran out with them. When Zhang Chi opened up a path to victory, the fastest ones were naturally the strongest.

They used the power of the wind and swiftly emerged.

There were not many people who escaped from Heavenly Spring Mountain, less than ten.

However, those who were able to escape were definitely strong.

Beichen Dan felt that he had the advantage and believed that he could take down Zhang Chi while his grandfather was still around.

He joyfully shouted for his grandfather, hoping that Beichen Dan would capture Zhang Chi and seek revenge for him.

However, he was thinking too much.

Beichen Ting didn't dare to have any hostility towards Zhang Chi.

The most important thing now was not to deal with Zhang Chi.

Moreover, Zhang Chi was able to carve a path through the blood mist, something that even several Transcending Tribulation cultivators among them couldn't do. This already proved Zhang Chi's strength.

And now, the situation was critical. It wasn't the time to deal with Zhang Chi.

Beichen Ting acted as if nothing had happened and politely said to Zhang Chi, "Fellow Daoist, there's no need to be nervous. Since we are facing the same difficulties, why don't we become friends?"

Zhang Chi had actually prepared to escape, but since the other party said they wanted to be friends, there was no need to rush to escape.

Let me say a few words before running.

"Being friends is definitely not a problem. My name is Ye San, and I'm glad to meet all of you.

Now that the calamity of the Ghost Clan is right in front of us, we did have some conflicts before, but now we should put them aside and join forces to resist the external enemies."

Zhang Chi spoke righteously, and Liu Xuan, Beichen Ting, and other old foxes knew that it was just a formality, but they all expressed their approval.

"Young hero, you are righteous. In that case, why don't we each go to different places to find allies? What do you think, Fellow Daoist?"

"That's the best. I'll go north, and you can make your own arrangements. Let's unite for the sake of the human race!"

Zhang Chi was someone who talked big. After saying that, he grabbed Chen Runyu and the others and ran away, showing no intention of staying any longer.

It seemed like he was making efforts to save the human race and fight against the Ghost Clan, but in reality, he was purely trying to save his own life.

Under normal circumstances, Liu Xuan and the others wouldn't make a move against him. What they were afraid of was that these few people were abnormal.

In any case, running was the right thing to do.

After Zhang Chi left, Liu Xuan and the others actually felt relieved.

They were also very afraid. The Ghost Clan was right behind them. What if they were chased?

Fortunately, they had a non-aggression buff.

From their perspective, Zhang Chi should be a strong cultivator at the same level as them. Otherwise, how could Zhang Chi dare to infiltrate their team?

He must have been planning to ambush them before, but now that he was exposed and couldn't ambush them, he hurriedly left.

At this point, they didn't want to conflict with Zhang Chi.

"Grandfather, how could you let her go?"

Beichen Dan felt very unwilling and angrily questioned.

He felt that this grandfather was no longer the one who loved him the most. How could he watch someone who bullied him walk away in front of him?

With Beichen Ting's strength, it wouldn't be difficult to take down Zhang Chi.

Not to mention Liu Xuan and the others, Zhang Chi was definitely not their match.

Upon hearing Beichen Dan's words, Beichen Ting wanted to give him a big slap that he loved the most.

He didn't know how to speak appropriately for the occasion. Was his grandson an idiot?

Liu Xuan didn't say anything, but changed the topic and said, "Let's set off quickly. How about this, we each take a different route and try to gather more people to save our disciples."

"That's only right. Let's go!"

Ximen Ao also said the same.

Immediately, they all spontaneously chose their routes and didn't stay with Beichen Ting.

They had been old friends for many years, so it wouldn't be right to let him beat his child in front of them... (End of this chapter)