"Mm?!"
When the Dark Ghost died, it began to emit gray-white streams of energy. Xia Ping felt his soul-devouring ability activate, creating a whirlpool that instantly devoured the gray-white streams of energy.
Next, he sensed his soul growing stronger and his Divine Sense growing stronger. Even some of the Hell Golden Crow cells in his body had been unsealed, and his strength was rising.
Without a doubt, killing these Dark Ghosts was incredibly beneficial to him. He could devour the dissipating Spiritual Energy of these dead Dark Ghosts and use it to strengthen his own soul.
To Xia Ping, these Dark Ghosts were like a great tonic.
When he thought of this, he looked at these Dark Ghosts with an even more fervent gaze, as if they were delicious food.
"Heavens, he killed a Dark Ghost with his bare hands?!"
"They couldn't fight back at all."
Meng Nan and the others were dumbfounded. Xia Ping's ability to easily kill over a thousand Petrified Demon Snakes was already terrifying enough, but this Dark Ghost, which represented even greater terror, had been easily killed by this man, instantly burned to death and turned to ash.
They had never heard of such a method of killing Dark Ghosts.
If humans had such a method to deal with Dark Ghosts, they wouldn't need to fear these monsters.
"Damn, what kind of flame is this? Why can it injure us Dark Ghosts? "
The Dark Ghosts were shocked and fearful. They were used to being arrogant and domineering in this world. There was not much power that could harm them.
But now, there was a flame that could instantly burn them to death. This power was simply astonishing. They could sense that this flame posed a great threat to them.
But this was to be expected. This flame was the Hell Golden Crow's flame, born from the most fundamental energy of Hell. It contained the power to destroy gods and demons.
A trifling Dark Ghost wanted to block this flame? It was a pipe dream.
"Do you want to know why? Come, I'll tell you slowly. "
Xia Ping's eyes flashed with a cold light. He reached out with his hand, creating a terrifying whirlpool that instantly caught another Dark Ghost. Divine sense ropes appeared, binding its body like a seal.
"No, no, no, save me, save me!"
The Nether Ghost let out a miserable scream, terrified beyond belief.
With a boom, before the other Dark Ghosts could do anything, Xia Ping clenched his hand, and its body exploded. Its entire body was engulfed in flames and incinerated.
"Damned human, you dare kill my clansmen!"
"Kill him! Swarm him and devour his soul!"
"Bullshit flames. Do you think these crooked paths can deal with me, Dark Ghost? You're dreaming."
The Underworld Ghosts roared angrily, their anger reaching a peak. They went crazy and attacked. Terrifying Underworld Ghost power erupted, targeting Xia Ping's soul and trying to destroy it.
In front of this kind of Nether Ghost power, any human would die.
The Hellfire Crucible!
Xia Ping sneered and formed a hand seal. The Golden Crow of Hell bloodline within him stirred and one Hell rune after another and Hell Flame surged out to form a massive furnace.
This furnace gave off an ancient, primal, noble, and destructive aura. Countless scriptures of hell appeared, as if there were gods and devils chanting sutras, ancient ancestors praying, and angels singing.
One infernal ghost after another was caught off guard, and were sucked into the Hellfire Crucible. It was like Sun Wukong being sucked into the Eight Trigrams Furnace.
"Not good! Quick, retreat!"
"Damn it, I've been tricked. I can't touch this furnace."
"Aaaiiiieee! Save me! Save me!"
The infernal ghosts screamed, and the infernal ghost power they were so proud of was useless in the face of the Hellfire Crucible. Their formless bodies were incapable of escaping the confines of the Hellfire Crucible.
They tried to flee, but the scriptures surrounding the crucible blocked them. It was like an enchantment had been set up to prevent any living creature from escaping.
"Refine!"
Xia Ping's hands flashed in an incantation gesture, and flames erupted out of him. Wisp after wisp of Golden Crow of Hell fire exploded out, turning the Hellfire Crucible into a sea of flames that burned everything in its path.
These Nether Ghosts screamed and tried to overturn mountains and seas, but when their bodies came into contact with the flames, it was like oil coming into contact with fire. They were instantly set ablaze.
In the blink of an eye, the Underworld Ghosts were burned to death, transforming into wisps of gray energy.
As for Xia Ping, he circulated his Devouring Power, creating a whirlpool in his brain region. He swallowed all the greyish-white air currents into his body. His soul power was also increasing at a rapid speed.
As his Soul Power increased, the magic power in his body also increased by a large margin.
Meng Nan and the others were dumbfounded. There had been more than a hundred Underworld Ghosts, but Xia Ping had killed more than half of them. What kind of terrifying battle prowess was this?
"Damnation! Just what secret magic did this human use to devour our Underworld Ghosts' soul power?"
"This human is a great enemy of the Underworld Ghosts. He has to be killed, or we'll be in big trouble."
"Retreat! Retreat immediately! Return to Mount Phaseless and report to the overlord. Kill this human!"
The remaining Underworld Ghosts began to retreat. They knew that they weren't a match for this human, and staying here would only lead to death. They would be killed and devoured in an instant.
They made a prompt decision and split up, fleeing in all directions at an extremely fast speed.
"It's useless. You can't escape."
Xia Ping immediately attacked, using the Great Yin Yang Tablet Smashing Hand. A giant hand condensed from the power of yin and yang appeared, crushing down from the sky. It covered the sky, covering everything within a thousand kilometers.
A Yin Yang Formation immediately appeared, stirring the yin and yang energy within a thousand kilometers, forming an absolute domain. The bodies of the Underworld Ghosts were bound, unable to move as if they had fallen into a swamp.
"Human, we are the Underworld Ghosts of Mount Phaseless. If you dare kill us, the overlord will not let you off."
"Hurry up and let us go, or your human race will be exterminated. Rivers of blood will flow, and not a single one will be left."
The Underworld Ghosts roared, trying to scare Xia Ping and obtain a chance to survive.
"Mount Phaseless? What kind of damned place is that? So what if you call your master over? Even if he comes, he'll still die. "Xia Ping sneered. Ignoring the roars of the Underworld Ghosts, he slammed his palm down.
He didn't care what background these Underworld Ghosts had. If they dared to offend him, only death awaited them. No matter who came, it would be useless.
Dong!
This palm strike was like the sky was descending, and it shook the heavens and the earth. It instantly blasted all of the Nether Ghosts into powder.
Even the ground was unable to endure the immense power of this palm. A hundred-kilometer crater immediately appeared. Dantu Town was also smashed into dust. Not a single building remained.
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