Chapter 1051: 419: Immense Body of the Underworld River!
Ghost Emperor Vast Abyss Ruler!
Tragic Starfall (Requesting Monthly Tickets)_2 Chapter 1051: 419: Immense Body of the Underworld River!
Ghost Emperor Vast Abyss Ruler!
Tragic Starfall (Requesting Monthly Tickets)_2 A strong stabbing pain transmitted.
The Soul Body of the Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch was turbulent, and an extremely fierce ghost gas burst from its body, blocking the Soul Arrows from further penetrating inside it, suddenly letting out an incredulous roar.
“Soul Fetching, how dare you assassinate His Monarch!”
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“Stop that noise!”
Above the Nascent Soul Arrows, a blinding silver light suddenly surged out, transforming into Chen Dengming’s imposing face; his temples’ white hair flew about, and from his eyes, a cold silver gleam bursting with powerful spirit force suddenly gushed forth.
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“Longevity Sect Leader!”
The pupils of the Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch constricted, a great shock throbbing in his heart, and a wave of intense anger rose from within.
But at that moment, Chen Dengming’s fierce spirit force had already stabbed directly into the depths of the Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch’s spirit, turning into two thunderbolt talismans and charms.
Boom!
The force of the spirit, like two thunderbolts exploding, rattled incessantly, instantly causing continuous booming echoes in the mind of the Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch, leaving his thoughts blank, locking his ghost body rigidly submerged in the Underworld River.
“Good!
Soul Fetching Ghost King, you indeed did not disappoint this king!”
The Ghost King of Yinming was overjoyed, his tense spirit immediately relaxed, and he sprang into action.
His gigantic body, immense like a mountain, rapidly galloped past, stirring up the flow of the Underworld River Water, his huge ghost claw roaring as it viciously reached for the Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch.
“Chomp—”
The sword spirit of the Starfall Ghost King was astoundingly responsive, immediately self-protecting, turning droplets of water into small swords like schools of fish gathering into a stream, whisking past in trails, like a surging torrent hitting a dam.
“Clang clang clang clang—”
Countless sword tips, either slanting or slicing gracefully as if they were stunning swans or meandering dragons, loosely gathered and fiercely cut into the roaring giant ghost claw in the Underworld River, colliding with intense metalic tremors, stirring up rings of ripples.
“Roar—”
The Ghost King of Yinming let out a ferocious roar, his aura suddenly shifting, his momentum instantly soaring to its peak, revealing a spirit might comparable to that of a Complete Nascent Soul.
His gigantic ghost claw did not dodge or avoid, his wrist turning rapidly into an Iron Fist, knocking away the flying swords.
“Scram!”
The Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch suddenly regained his thoughts, roaring angrily.
A mysterious and unpredictable aura exhaled from his fanged mouth, turning into a dazzlingly bright incomplete ruler that shot forth instantly.
The moment this ruler appeared, the “Vast Abyss” characters on it flickered with Spiritual Light.
Surrounding Underworld River Water instantly stilled explosively, as if every bit were frozen solid, resembling tear streams on a candle or ice flowers, solidifying and then shimmering with brilliant light.
“Ghost Emperor’s Vast Abyss Ruler?
How could this Daoist Artifact be in your hands?”
The Ghost King of Yinming screamed in shock, his massive body also at this very moment as if frozen solid, moving sluggishly, only able to watch helplessly as the ruler rapidly struck.
A strong threat was born from the depths of the soul.
Just then, the Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch’s expression suddenly changed, his sensitive spirit detecting that all the minor ghosts that were monitoring the incarnations of the Longevity Sect Leader had lost contact at this moment.
An extremely bad premonition surged to his heart.
“Clank—”
In that instant, the Vast Abyss Ruler had already landed on the external armor of the Ghost King of Yinming, his armor swiftly brightening up but quickly frosting over with ice, creating a crisscross of ice shards.
“Soul Fetching!”
The Ghost King of Yinming issued a cry for help, his eyes bursting with intense crimson light, and suddenly beneath him emerged a bone lotus.
The lotus was struggling to carry his body backward.
Waves of majestic force like the rolling Yangtze, resembling torrential rivers, surged from within the lotus, dissolving and resisting the oppressive freezing force from the Vast Abyss Ruler at his chest, colliding into fine ripples.
The Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch was about to pursue when suddenly, a resounding tiger’s roar echoed in the distance.
Arrows like flowing light, a silver-gleaming White Tiger Killing Arrow, the momentum overwhelming, roaring towards him, a heavy killing intent directly assaulting him, chilling to the bone!
Four Symbols Divine Arrow—White Tiger Killing Arrow!
The expression of the Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch chilled, his eyes filled with boundless resentment.
From this arrow, he felt again the Dao Force and spirit force of the Longevity Sect Leader.
Betrayal!
He saw it as a thorough betrayal!
“Long-lived child!”
He roared furiously, the Vast Abyss Ruler’s brilliance surging, suddenly dividing into multiple phantoms, transforming into more giant rulers full of oppressive force, like walls blocking the swiftly firing White Tiger Killing Arrow.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
More surging Underworld River Water trembled, becoming stagnant after the passing of the ruler phantoms, appearing like frozen ice flowers.
The roaring and rushing White Tiger Killing Arrow, also like a small bug trapped in rough seas, struggled to clear a distinct track through the frozen Underworld River, its Dao Power gradually peeling off and dissipating.
But with this buffer, the pressure on the Ghost King of Yinming greatly reduced.
Yet, the pressure on the Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch dramatically increased, his Soul Power severely depleted.
Seeing from afar the ferocious ghost Chu Xun once again drawing his bow, a sense of urgent crisis of being targeted surged up in his heart, and in his spirit, the detestable face of Chen Baimao also unavoidably emerged.
The heart of the Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch palpitated.
If the opponent shot another arrow with the same killing power, despite the power of the Vast Abyss Ruler, he might not be able to withstand it any longer and could likely have all his defenses breached.
The Vast Abyss Ruler in his hand, after all, was just a lucky acquisition of a damaged Daoist Artifact, not a fully intact one capable of exerting its maximum power.
“The situation is grim, this is a plot, first retreat, back to Starfall Ghost City, then slowly settle accounts with them!”