Outside the Ghost Ridge Palace sect.
A convoy of carriages was on the move, however, the drivers looked deathly still, and upon close inspection, the horses appeared to be covered in human skin, with their limbs resembling human arms and legs, devoid of any blood.
All seven or eight carriages were the same, moving at an incredibly fast pace, as if they were phantom-like, covering dozens of miles in mere moments.
On a central carriage, Lu Jingshi, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Soul Sect, lifted the curtain and gazed ahead, saying indifferently, "We are approaching Ghost Ridge Palace. Everyone, brace yourselves. This discussion is crucial to the safety of our sect, don't let anything go wrong."
"Yes, Sect Master."
Within the carriage, there were several responses, and one by one, ghostly figures emerged.
Some of them had their hair tied with the bones of the dead, donned mourning clothes, and were entirely in white.
