Chapter 2072: Chapter 2027: Victory
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No matter how hard he tried to control the Soul Summoning Banner, those Ghosts couldn’t get close to Chen Yang, let alone cause him any harm.
After exchanging dozens of moves with the Ghosts, Chen Yang quickly realized the underlying issue.
These Ghosts were impossible to defeat.
To resolve the problem completely, he had to start from the source!
Eliminate the Unstoppable Old Ghost, and the battle would naturally end.
Understanding this, Chen Yang immediately changed his battle strategy.
Instead of standing still fighting the Ghosts, he engaged them while rapidly moving closer to the Unstoppable Old Ghost.
The Unstoppable Old Ghost saw Chen Yang approaching.
He naturally understood Chen Yang’s intentions instantly; he was coming for him!
However, he was wielding the Soul Summoning Banner and couldn’t move.
What should he do now?
"Damned, truly damned! I’ll fight you to the end today!" The Unstoppable Old Ghost’s expression turned fierce! He controlled the Soul Summoning Banner with one hand.
With his other hand, he struck his own chest with a palm!
Spurt!
The Unstoppable Old Ghost spurted a mouthful of life essence onto the Soul Summoning Banner.
The originally blood-red Soul Summoning Banner immediately turned even redder, exuding a bizarre glow!
Life essence sacrifice!
With the Soul Summoning Banner tainted by life essence, the ferocious Ghosts in the black mist suddenly became as if on a stimulant, growing even more frenzied.
Aahhhhhh...
Ghosts wailing and wolves howling, fierce Ghosts seeking lives!
The combat power of the Ghosts instantly skyrocketed, madly pursuing Chen Yang.
Feeling the pressure, Chen Yang couldn’t afford to move any longer and had to stop to face the Ghosts’ attacks.
With the life essence boost, these Ghosts acted as if insane, their combat power too fierce.
Even using the Demon Suppression Record, Chen Yang found himself struggling to cope!
"Unstoppable Old Ghost, you truly are ruthless, you even dare to use your life essence!" Chen Yang shouted angrily.
Life essence is the foundation of a cultivator.
People generally won’t use it unless absolutely necessary.
This was merely a martial tournament, and yet the Unstoppable Old Ghost went all out, using his life essence!
Clearly, in the Unstoppable Old Ghost’s mind, this was no longer a simple tournament bout but a life-and-death duel!
"Hahaha, as long as I can kill you and turn you into a Ghost too, what does a mouthful of life essence matter? Just die already!" The Unstoppable Old Ghost laughed crazily.
Both hands wielding the banner, shaking it wildly.
Pressure was limitless, and for a moment, Chen Yang found himself hard-pressed.
His mind rapidly brainstormed a method to counteract this.
If the fight continued like this, he knew he wouldn’t be able to win.
He hadn’t fully mastered the Demon Suppression Record cultivation technique!
"You’re fighting me desperately? Then I’ll fight you desperately too!" Chen Yang roared, suddenly drawing the Stone-Cutting Sword!
The Unstoppable Old Ghost didn’t know what Chen Yang was up to.
But his instincts made his hair stand on end.
He felt boundless danger!
"What, what are you doing?" The Unstoppable Old Ghost began to tremble.
Chen Yang’s face was filled with fierce determination.
"Doing what? Of course, taking your life!"
Chen Yang abruptly turned around, paying no heed to the Ghosts behind him. Slashing sounds filled the air...
The evil Ghosts behind Chen Yang seized the opportunity of his turning! Clawing at his back multiple times, Chen Yang’s back bled profusely!
"You’re insane!"
The Unstoppable Old Ghost was utterly terrified!
"Your demise benefits me, this deal is very worthwhile!"
Despite the pain, Chen Yang ignored it completely!
He aimed at the Unstoppable Old Ghost, directly performing the third slash of the Triple Slash Sword Technique!
While executing the Swordsmanship, he secretly operated the Demon Suppression Record, merging its essence into the third slash.
"Kill!"
He shouted angrily, suddenly slashing out a blade of sword light.
Whoosh!
The sword light quickly formed, taking the shape of a crescent moon tens of meters high, and shot straight at the Unstoppable Old Ghost!
"Ah!!"
The Unstoppable Old Ghost, watching the sword light bursting toward him, was utterly terrified!
The threat of death loomed over him entirely; he wanted to run but couldn’t possibly be fast enough.
The sword light of the third slash, like an enraged dragon, reached him almost instantly.
He only had time to issue a sorrowful scream.
And then was split in two by the sword light of the third slash! He died on the spot!
Boom!!
The Unstoppable Old Ghost’s body collapsed to the ground, blood staining the tournament stage.
At the moment of his death, the Soul Summoning Banner seemed to instantly lose its Spiritual Power! Immediately dimming...
And the dense black mist rapidly gathered toward the Soul Summoning Banner...
In just a moment, the once dark tournament stage suddenly brightened, as the black mist was all absorbed into the Soul Summoning Banner.
Silent.
Deathly silence.
The entire tournament stage, from top to bottom, was as quiet as the sound of a falling pin.
What happened within the black mist, the spectators on the audience platform were unsure.
Only those whose cultivation exceeded the Spirit Gathering Realm could detect some clues.
Most people above the stage were below the Spirit Gathering level and simply couldn’t see anything or understand.
They merely analyzed the strength of both participants and believed Chen Yang was certainly doomed!
But no one expected that after the black mist dissipated, the one dead would be the Unstoppable Old Ghost! And in such a grisly manner, split in two!
Everyone was shocked.
So stunned they couldn’t speak a word.
"The Unstoppable Old Ghost is actually dead..."
Below the stage, Feng Nihuang, Zhao Tiangang, Wang Rui, and others’ expressions also changed, their gazes toward Chen Yang now filled with extreme wariness.
If before, they saw Chen Yang as a competitor, now they viewed him as a dangerous element.
The combat power of the Unstoppable Old Ghost was on par with or even above theirs.
Yet he was slain by Chen Yang.
This indirectly confirmed Chen Yang possesses the strength to kill them as well.
Horrifying indeed!
Every one of them drew a cold breath inside.
Boom!
Just as the crowd was still reacting, a wild aura suddenly erupted from the high guests’ platform.
The one releasing this violent aura was none other than...
The Ghost Gate Hall Master!
The Living King of Hell!
Seeing his trusted subordinate dead on stage, how could he not be enraged?
"Brat, you dare to murder my hall’s elder, even if you win today, I will still claim your life!" The Living King of Hell’s voice was hoarse and eerie, as if it emanated from the depths of the eighteenth layer of hell.
As his words fell, he extended one hand.
A massive hand formed by a magical power also suddenly reached out to grab the injured Chen Yang on stage!
Wow!
The earth-shattering power chilled everyone present to the bone!
Chen Yang instantly felt a strong sense of danger!
Just as he instinctively prepared to dodge away.
Mo Jun from above moved!
"Ghost Gate Hall Master! This is Divine Dragon Mountain, not your Ghost Gate Hall!" Mo Jun’s anger was evident as he similarly extended a hand, forming a magical hand.
A palm was struck out, colliding with the Living King of Hell’s grasp.
It exploded directly.
Their exchange ended in a draw.
"In the tournament, life and death are determined by fate; the death of Unstoppable Elder means it was meant to be! Ghost Gate Hall Master, you openly interfered, flouting the rules, are you disregarding my Divine Dragon Mountain?" After dispersing the hand, Mo Jun continued to speak, reprimanding the Ghost Gate Hall Master.
"Ghost Gate Hall Master, you should be well aware of the Divine Dragon Mountain tournament rules, right? Life and death are determined by fate, and if one doesn’t concede, they can’t blame anyone else! Why trouble the younger generation?" At this moment, a sect master who usually opposed the Ghost Gate Hall spoke.
Knowing he was in the wrong, the Ghost Gate Hall Master had little to say.
