"What … What is this?!"
The Ghost King jumped in fright, completely losing his composure. He stared at the Hundred Ghosts Parade, his face filled with panic.
The sword was black and wide, with a hideous skull at the end of the hilt. Ghost Qi swirled around it, and there seemed to be blood flowing from the grooves.
On the smooth body of the sword, there were four strange words engraved: Hundred Ghosts Parade.
"What is this? Haha, this is your home that will never be reincarnated. From now on, you will live here until the end of time, until the universe is destroyed. Jie Jie, are you happy? "
Yang Qingxuan sneered. The Ghost Parade flashed in the air and stabbed forward.
The eerie Ghost Qi and the ferocious cries of a hundred ghosts seemed to be on par with the Ghost King.
Even Yang Qingxuan's face turned ghostly after taking out the sword. His whole body was surrounded by ghostly flames, which was very strange.
The Ghost King's face was young and sluggish, like a frightened child. He looked more like a human.
"Chi! Chi! "
The Ghost Parade slashed out several green lights in the air. Every strike was accompanied by ghostly cries. Around the sword, a large number of inexplicable ripples appeared, like vortexes.
The Ghost King did not know why, but his heart could not help but beat wildly. He was familiar with everything about the sword, but he did not know why he felt an indescribable fear.
He desperately retreated. Every time Yang Qingxuan's sword stabbed at him, his heart would suffocate.
At the same time, the ghosts in the sky let out miserable cries, as if they were very afraid. However, those ghosts were like mosquitoes, densely packed together above Yang Qingxuan's head, forming a huge vortex.
Even the eerie light emitted from the ground lost its original direction and gathered toward the Ghost Sword.
Yang Qingxuan also noticed this strange phenomenon. He could not help but be shocked, and the sword in his hand slowed down.
Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and his arm could not help but tremble. The skull on the sword hilt had unknowingly turned into flesh and blood, forming a terrifying ghost face, sinister and ferocious.
That pair of empty and deep eyes were as if there was no space between them, causing one to feel terrified just by looking at them.
Yang Qingxuan was greatly alarmed; he did not dare to hold the sword anymore. He stabbed the sword into the ground and then let go.
The cold light on the sword flickered and turned into a huge ghost shadow. It was as if the sword's soul was a thousand feet tall.
The ghosts in the air all screamed and tried to escape in all directions.
However, the ghostly figure's expression was grim. His hands formed a seal in front of him, and he opened his mouth to suck in the surrounding air.
Immediately, the ghostly qi in the sky turned into a huge whirlpool. All of the vengeful spirits screamed as they were sucked into the ghostly shadow's mouth.
The boundless cold light and ghostly Qi that seeped out from the ground all gathered towards the ghostly figure, completely enveloping him, making it impossible to see his real body.
But within those cold lights, there were countless souls. They all screamed as they were sucked into Spiritshadow's body.
Yang Qingxuan was startled and took a few steps back, not knowing what to do.
The Ghost King was even more frightened. He let out an extremely painful wail, "Ghost … Ghost Lord … This is Lord Ghost Lord!"
The Ghost King's body kept twisting and changing shape. Finally, it turned into a soul-like light and flew into the ghostly shadow's light. It was swallowed and completely disappeared.
"Ghost Lord?" Yang Qingxuan's mouth was wide open. He looked at the huge ghostly shadow, not knowing what to do.
Now, this Ghost Lord had become the center of the entire Hell Path. All of the vengeful spirits that flew out from the ground were greedily devoured by him. None of them escaped.
Shi Yuyan said in a trembling voice, "Yang Qingxuan, what's going on?"
Yang Qingxuan shook his head and said, "I don't know either. This thing seems to be able to absorb vengeful spirits. I think it's called Ghost Lord. Have any of you heard of this name?"
"Ghost Lord?"
Everyone was at a loss.
Shi Yuyan stared at the hundred ghosts on the ground and said in surprise, "This thing came out of your sword?"
Yang Qingxuan nodded.
Shi Yuyan said, "Then do you have a way to take it back?"
Yang Qingxuan frowned. He looked up at the Ghost Lord and said, "I'm not sure. But now this Ghost Lord is absorbing vengeful spirits. If I take it back, won't the vengeful spirits in the Hell Path run into the Black Sea?"
Shi Yuyan said, "I know. But what I want to ask is, after it finishes absorbing, can you still control it?"
Yang Qingxuan was shocked. He also had a lingering fear.
Since the birth of the hundred ghosts, this Ghost Lord had always made him feel very uncomfortable. Now, this Ghost Lord was an existence that even the Ghost King feared. He didn't know what would happen after it absorbed the vengeful spirits of the Hell Path.
If he couldn't control it, wouldn't he create an even stronger enemy?
He was in a dilemma.
It wasn't right to interrupt this Ghost Lord, but it also wasn't right to not interrupt it.
Shi Yuyan said, "Wait for it to change. After all, this thing came out of the sword, and the sword is controlled by your Martial Spirit. It shouldn't be a big problem. If you interrupt it now, it will be a big problem. The whole Black Sea will be dragged down. "
Yang Qingxuan nodded, "You're right."
Then, he sat in front of the sword with his legs crossed. He formed hand seals with both hands and adjusted his True Energy.
The surviving martial artists were all dumbfounded. They didn't know what to do. They couldn't stay, but they also couldn't stay.
The teleportation center was in this area. If they left, they couldn't leave the Hell Path. They could only wait for the final result.
Everyone looked at each other and discussed their opinions. Then, they all stayed.
At this moment, there were still martial artists coming from afar. Seeing the scene in front of them, they were all shocked. After a brief understanding, they sat down quietly in the distance.
With the help of the Heaven Core Pill, Yang Qingxuan felt that his cultivation base had improved greatly. He suppressed it to the pinnacle of Lesser Celestial Late Stage. If he wanted to, he could even try to break through now.
But from Early Stage to Middle Stage to Late Stage, it would only take a few days. Such continuous breakthroughs might affect his foundation. It was better to be steady.
Therefore, he suppressed the breakthrough and began to stabilize his cultivation base.
He kept recalling all the martial arts techniques that had appeared in his mind during this period of time. He compared them with what he had learned to master them.
There was no sunrise or sunset in the Hell Path. It was a dark and gloomy world. After an unknown period of time, the light on the Spirit Lord was so bright that it was hard to open one's eyes. It was like a huge ball of dim light. Without the Spirit Eye Mystique, one couldn't see the Spirit Lord's figure clearly.
Yang Qingxuan's heart skipped a beat. He opened his eyes abruptly. A golden light flashed in his eyes.
In front of him was the Hundred Ghosts Parade sword. The dim light on the sword was constantly emitting cold air. Even from a hundred feet away, one could feel the extraordinary sharpness of the sword.
"This sword … It's just a sword spirit … How can it feel real? It's like a real sword is stuck in the ground in front of me! "
Yang Qingxuan was stunned. He looked at the sword body in shock.
Then, he raised his head. His Fiery Golden Eyes saw through the dim light. He couldn't help but take in a cold breath. "…"
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