Chapter 609: 265: The Senluo Legend in the Depth of the Dark Fog, Ghost General Intimidates_3 Chapter 609: 265: The Senluo Legend in the Depth of the Dark Fog, Ghost General Intimidates_3 These eerie beings, living in this Evil Qi-filled Yin land for many years, were not simply common ghosts anymore.
They were somewhere between an evil curse and a spirit.
Even the weak ones were hard to completely annihilate.
“Hmph!”
Ghost man Chu Xun strutted around like a swaggering street bully, baring his teeth and threatening the grass and leaves, which frightened many eerie presences hidden within the vegetation and rocks.
Seeing the fearful appearances of these weak souls, Chu Xun laughed loudly like a black orangutan, feeling even more accomplished.
“Vanity…
bad taste.
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Old Zhu’s emotions have indeed become richer.
It seems that as his power is elevated, his spiritual wisdom is gradually recovering.”
This observation from Chu Xun gave Chen Dengming food for thought, and he felt a touch of gratification.
When he saved Chu Xun from the cultivator He Li at the Foundation Establishment stage in the Soul Devouring Sect, he initially thought about helping him restore his spiritual wisdom, at least to recover memories from his past as a human.
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Only by achieving this could it be meaningful to survive as a ghost instead of living in a confused and dull manner.
Now, there seemed to be promising signs.
But seeing Chu Xun’s excessive complacency, he promptly warned, “Stop showing off here and save some energy to deal with the big fellas later!”
“Hmph…”
Chu Xun’s laughter was interrupted, and he grumbled dissatisfiedly, trudging ahead alongside the Martial Immortal incarnation.
Perhaps because of previous experiences of opening up paths with his incarnation and Chu Xun, there were hardly any ghost creatures launching surprise attacks.
On rare occasions when they encountered one, they quickly avoided it.
As such, they had a smooth journey.
Half a pot of tea later, the light in the forest darkened and a faint blue mist spread everywhere, even in daylight.
The branches, leaves, and vines of various trees intertwined into a large green net above their heads, blocking off all light from the sun.
Through rotten and gloomy leaves on the forest floor, one could vaguely see some yellowish white skulls.
Faint souls darted in and out of the skull’s eyes, giving the surrounding atmosphere a ghostly pressure.
Everywhere was filled with a sense of rot and decay.
“Hmph!”
Chu Xun gave a soft alert.
“Is it just ahead?”
Chen Dengming looked at the thick old vines hanging ahead in the fog.
The gnarled vines, stretched between the trees like beams, gave off the eeriness of a gallows field.
From the side, a vine shot out a snake-like shadow, fiercely wrapping itself around Chen Dengming.
The next moment, there was a flash of gold.
The snake-like shadow hissed as it was shattered by a Divine Sense shot from Chen Dengming’s eyes.
In a split second, the vine was turned into metal by the Gold Touch Skill, freezing it in mid-air, motionless.
Just like ants in boiling water, vines all around started to lash out.
However, Chen Dengming was able to evade them by using the Wood Escape Skill, disappearing among seemingly harmless vegetation.
Strangely, the agitated vines and snake-like shadows ignored Chu Xun and the Martial Immortal incarnation, allowing them to leave the attack range.
“Do they only target living beings, or beings with a flesh and blood body?”
As Chen Dengming moved through the trees, he pondered this thought.
He noticed that he experienced resistance and threat each time he wanted to use the Wood Escape Skill to enter trees under the influence of the evil curse.
Apparently, these trees, grown from the Yin Soil of the Land of Fallen and nurtured by its eerie environment for countless years, had themselves turned into some sort of peculiar evil beasts or had become the dwellings for various ghost creatures.
As an uninvited guest, he had ventured into the resting place of the dead, long undisturbed by any living beings.
The oppressive and decaying atmosphere grew thicker and stronger than when his incarnation had previously explored this place.
It was as if an ancient soul of this region had awoken, inconsistent with his own full-of-life and blood-engorged state, and was currently rejecting him.
Chen Dengming’s expression became increasingly solemn, as he was now amidst a hanging green vine-filled open area, covered with thorny bushes all around.
The mist in front of him had turned from light blue to black.
On a hill, alluringly captivating red flowers bloomed, their colors fading from top to bottom, as if the red had precipitated, settling in the smallest and most tender buds.
Soul Flowers…..
He was already nearing the area where Ghost man Chu Xun and the Martial Immortal incarnation had mentioned that the Ghost General frequented.
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“It’s here, it’s here again! Uh, it even brought a fresh and bloody human, this is a blasphemy to Senluo!”
Whoosh-
A ghost-like figure suddenly darted past him, an eerie and terrifying voice screeching in Chen Dengming’s ear, initially faint but suddenly sharp like a devil screaming, tearing and crashing into his eardrums.
“You’re pretending to be a spirit!”
Chen Dengming hid in a tree, sneered silently in his heart, and quickly controlled the Martial Immortal incarnation to step out.
Almost at the moment the Martial Immortal incarnation appeared, the faint black mist in front trembled.
A huge ghost shadow with a powerful gloomy Spiritual Might appeared, a hand with sharp black nails violently stretched out, a chilling ghost gas exploded forth, unparalleled in might.
The Martial Immortal incarnation’s body stiffened instantly, and the Spiritual Energy condensing in the body seemed frozen.
With a thump, it fell to the ground, a silver light flickering from his body, barely able to dispel the invading ghost gas with the Human Immortal Dao Force.
At this moment, with a loud booming sound, the tree exploded.
Chen Dengming’s figure burst through the sticky air and mist, like a fleeting shadow.
His eyes were dazzling, and he slashed with the Hurricane Battle Broadsword!
Boom!
A gale rises abruptly, and the Broadsword Qi breaks the sound barrier.
The trees are bent over by the wind.
At the moment when the fierce Broadsword Qi clashed with the ghost claw, a violent collision occurred between the Dan Power and the ghost gas.
Boom!
The black claw shadow cast by the ghost’s claw crumbled!
The ground within a radius of a dozen zhang trembled violently, filled with energy in an instant – stones flew about, wood shattered, trees trembled, making anyone who witnessed it dizzy and shaken.
Ghost General Bo Wu snorted lightly, his hair, resembling small snakes, violently flew backward, and the Spiritual Light in his terrible ghostly eyes fluctuated rapidly.
Watching an incredibly large broadsword expanding beyond normal limits and forcefully pressing down with overwhelming surge of Broadsword Qi resembling a stormy wave, tearing the air into layers of shock waves, he hurriedly retreated and lifted the Ghost Fork in his hand to block.
“Clang!”
A loud noise so intense it hurt the eardrum broke out, and terrible spiritual energy shockwaves spread out.
Overwhelmed by the immense impact, Ghost General Bo Wu struggled to adjust, but a threatening silver light was already attacking him along the Broadsword Qi.
Ghost General Bo Wu let out a severe howl, his figure suddenly becoming transparent, turned into multiple ghost images to quickly dodge.
In an instant, he dodged the attack, circled around to Chen Dengming’s back, and with a sudden thrust attempted to ruthlessly stab towards the back of Chen Dengming’s head…
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