The night was cold like water, and the moonlight was hazy. A figure flashed past like light smoke and quietly landed on a corner of a mountain rock exposed in the bushes. Bluegreen-clothed and thin-footed, his figure was as tall as a pine tree. It was undoubtedly Chu Jun.

The nearby bushes moved slightly, and a petite figure appeared. The tip of his foot was nimbly placed on the tip of a thatched grass. It was precisely the tiny figure wearing the Divine Hidden Cloak.

Xiaoxiao pointed in a certain direction and cut her throat, indicating that she had cleaned up the ghost race's hidden sentries. Chu Jun nodded his head in approval and flew in the direction he was pointing at, following behind him like a shadow.

The two of them arrived at the top of a valley and fell down. Xiaoxiao was next to Chu Jun. Her sharp eyes glanced into the valley and she sent mentally, "Big Brother Jun, the ten thousand ghost army is hiding in the valley!"

Chu Jun frowned slightly as he thought to himself, "What is the purpose of hiding the ten thousand ghost army here? Could it be that Ghost King Lie deliberately set up a backhand?"

Chu Jun pondered for a while before finally deciding to go into the valley to explore the situation. He sent a voice transmission and said, "Xiaoxiao, you wait here. I'll go into the valley to take a look!"

Xiaoxiao hurriedly reached out and pulled Chu Jun. The latter stopped and turned to look at him with questioning eyes. Xiaoxiao removed her Divine Stability Cloak and naturally tied it to Chu Jun. She whispered, "Be careful!"

Chu Jun suddenly realized that under the hazy moonlight, this little girl's eyes were gentle and focused, causing her to look like she had a soul-shaking beauty. She couldn't help but be slightly absent-minded.

Xiaoxiao touched both sides of her face doubtfully. Her watery eyes blinked in confusion, and she sent a voice transmission asking, "What's wrong?"

Chu Jun withdrew his gaze and disappeared into the twilight, leaving behind only Zhao Ling, who was confused!

With Chu Jun's current cultivation and the Divine Concealment Cloak, he sneaked into the valley without anyone noticing. Sure enough, there was a ghost army stationed in the valley. At the bottom of the valley, there was a cave emitting a dense ghost aura. The entrance of the cave was tightly guarded by ghosts.

Chu Jun probed a few times and finally saw the opportunity. He sneaked into the cave behind the ghosts.

This cave was obviously formed naturally. There were no twists and turns. There was only a large cave hall of about a hundred square meters. Everything in the cave was clear at a glance.

A dozen or so ghosts were busy in the middle of the cave. A black vortex was gradually forming. Seven or eight high-ranking ghost race figures were muttering something in the ghost language. Unfortunately, Chu Jun did not understand a single word.

Right at this moment, a ghost general shouted something at the dozen or so busy ghosts. That face happened to turn this way. It was actually a familiar face.

"What a coincidence!" Chu Jun said to himself.

This Gui Fang general was the Ghost King Halberd, the leader of the Ghost Army who had led 20,000 Ghost Soldiers to chase after Chu Jun's 4,000 men that day. This fellow split up his troops to chase after him, but in the end, he was caught in Chu Jun's "Tian Ji Racing Horse" scheme. In the end, he was killed by Chu Jun and escaped with only five hundred personal guards.

Chu Jun quietly stood at the side and observed for a while, but unfortunately, he could not see any clues, and the ghost language was even more incomprehensible.

The art of war is as follows: Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will be invincible in all battles. Xiuzhe didn't even understand the language of the ghost race, so it was no wonder that they were beaten back step by step!

Both Chu Jun and Li Xiangjun were aware of this, so Li Xiangjun had already begun to ask people to study the ghost race's language and characters. However, for the time being, there was not much success.

Chu Jun stared at the black vortex. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his mind. He awoke to the scene of seeing the entrance to the Ghost World in Guyuan Continent. It seemed like the black vortex in front of him. However, it was much more vast. Could it be that this was a spatial entrance?

The demons have teleportation trees and human xiuzhe have teleportation formations. Could it be that the ghosts have something similar?

The more Chu Jun thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. This kind of teleportation array was a large killing weapon that could shorten the distance and cast troops in real time. The ghost army had the guts to cross the Realm River to attack Clear Swamp City. Perhaps it really had something like a teleportation tree.

Chu Jun carefully left the cave and quietly climbed up the slope!

"Brother Jun, what did you find out?" When Xiaoxiao saw Chu Jun, she leaned over and asked.

"Let's talk when we get back!"

The two of them disappeared into the night like night birds!

The distance of 5,000 kilometers was not far for the two of them with Nascent Soul's strength, but it was not short either. It took them more than two hours to return to the camp.

Outside Chu Jun's tent, the people from the main sects of the two prefectures had all arrived. They all held their breaths and listened to Chu Jun's words.

"Master Chu, are you saying that the ghost army is hiding in the valley to build a teleportation formation?" Someone asked in surprise.

"That's right, I think so. Back then, when I came out of the eighteenth floor, I was ambushed by the demon army. Later, I managed to escape and sneak into Great Sun City with Silver Warrier Ding Qing. I discovered something called the Transient Sky Tree, which is also equivalent to a teleportation array!" Chu Jun said with a serious expression.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone couldn't help but be speechless, and their gazes towards Chu Jun became even more respectful. It was precisely because of the cruel world of the cultivation world, where the jungle preyed on the strong, that everyone respected the strong even more. Being able to emerge from the eighteen floors, all of them were outstanding perverts.

"Back then, the reason why the demon army dared to go deeper alone was because of the teleportation tree. They could get reinforcements or retreat at any time!" Chu Jun continued with a calm expression, "The ghost race is obviously the same. That Ghost King Lie has the guts to chase after the First Prince all the way to Mingzhao City . He is obviously fearless!"

"So Patriarch Chu thinks that the mountain valley is hiding the ghost race's teleportation portal?" Qiu Chuji said solemnly.

Chu Jun nodded and said, "Regardless of whether it's the teleportation exit or not, the ghost race has spent so much effort and sent ten thousand troops to guard it. It must be something extremely important. We must destroy it no matter what!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone immediately fell silent!

Everyone present followed Chu Jun through many bloody battles of life and death. Thirty thousand versus fifty thousand, four thousand versus twenty thousand, two thousand versus ten thousand. Each time, they won by a small margin, but they also paid an extremely heavy price. There were only two thousand people left in the thirty thousand plus troops. If they fought another ten thousand ghost troops, even if they won in the end, not many people would be able to survive.

"Patriarch Chu, since that place is so important, the ghost race will definitely not be able to defend it. We can't lure them out like we attacked Na City last time. With just a few of us, if we clash head-on with ten thousand ghost troops, we will undoubtedly be using our eggs to strike stones!" Wu Chengze frowned.

Chu Jun smiled somewhat unfathomably, "That's why we can't blindly and forcefully touch it. We have to think of a perfect method!"

Everyone turned their gazes towards Chu Jun. Qiu Chuji coughed softly and asked, "Patriarch Chu must have a way, right?"