The Ninth Spirit Mountain was so high up in the sky that it looked like it was above the clouds. In front of the cliff, a mysterious shadow in a gray cloak stood quietly. The shadow held a blood-red sickle in its hand as if it had been standing there since ancient times.
"That's not a living being. He must have died in the Ancient Age. He's a dead spirit that has existed for an unknown amount of time," the Multicolor Queen said with a serious expression.
The entire Ninth Spirit Mountain was enveloped in a thick layer of death aura. Not a single blade of grass grew within a radius of a thousand miles. It was exceptionally barren. As a living being, she detested this aura. Under the pervading aura of death, she felt a sense of oppression in her heart.
"Welcome here. It's been 70 million years. Finally, a living being has come here again."
The mysterious shadow shrouded in the gray cloak slowly floated up. Its cloak moved even though there was no wind. Within a radius of a hundred miles, shrill cries of ghosts and people rang out for no reason. It was as if the Ninth Spirit Mountain had become hell on earth.
"70 million years ago? Are you talking about the ancestor of the Multicolor Clan?" The Multicolor Queen looked shocked as she stared at the gray shadow. As expected, that ancestor had made it to the Ninth Spirit Mountain.
"Ancestor? Hehe, I've just realized that the aura of your bloodline is very similar to that living being's. I didn't expect her to be your ancestor. It's been a long time since I've tasted human flesh. Just thinking about it makes me excited. "
The gray shadow floated in the air without moving, but the image of an evil ghost licking its lips and grinding its teeth involuntarily appeared in everyone's minds.
Most dead spirits had a talent, and that was to cause spiritual illusions in living beings. When they killed living beings, most living beings would display expressions of extreme terror. However, the gray shadow's spiritual interference could actually affect the three Great Kings of the ancient land. It was terrifying.
"Did my ancestor make it through here?"
The Multicolor Queen's expression changed slightly. The reaction of the dead spirit made her hair stand on end. Could it be that her ancestor had failed to make it through and was eaten by this dead spirit? The Multicolor Queen's heart sank as she thought of this. That ancestor had always been the source of her belief in success. It could be said that whether or not her ancestor had succeeded directly determined her confidence. If even her ancestor had not succeeded, then what about them?
It was important to note that their ancestor had been a beautiful and peerless empress of the Multicolor Clan. Her abilities had been above hers. As for her partner, he was even more powerful. It could be said that he was the number one expert in the Ancient Land. If the two of them were unable to pass through the Ninth Spiritual Mountain of the Nine Spirits Road, then wouldn't the rest of them have even less hope?
"All I know is that all of you won't be able to pass through, and you'll become my food." The grey robed dead spirit laughed fiercely, and two scarlet red rays of light shot out from beneath his dark hood.
Mo Wen frowned slightly. This dead spirit did not answer the question, deliberately avoiding the Multicolor Queen's question. There was a fifty percent chance that the two of them had succeeded.
The Multicolor Queen was not stupid. She immediately thought of this and relaxed a little. Since their ancestor had succeeded, there was hope for them.
"The dead spirit's cultivation has reached the later stage of the Tide Changing Realm. Furthermore, as a dead spirit, he is far more terrifying than a puppet." The Jade Xiu King said with a serious expression. The cultivation of a Tide Changing Realm late stage dead spirit was no weaker than that of a Tide Changing Realm late stage human cultivator. Moreover, the special characteristics of the dead spirit meant that his combat ability was likely to be stronger.
"No matter what, let's try it out first. I, Old Ink, have thick skin and flesh. I'll go test his limits. You guys back off."
The Ink Scaled King took a step forward and slowly walked toward the cliff. As for Mo Wen and the other two, they immediately retreated because the more challengers there were, the more powerful the gatekeeper would be. Once they retreated from the Ninth Spiritual Mountain, the grey-robed dead spirit that the Ink Scaled King faced would be at its weakest.
Indeed, as soon as the three of them retreated, the aura of the grey-robed dead spirit continued to drop.
"He actually has cultivation of the later stage of the Tide Changing Realm.
This is … "The Jade Xiu King's expression was extremely ugly. He had been paying attention to the dead spirit's aura and realized that after the three of them retreated from the Ninth Spiritual Mountain, the dead spirit still had cultivation of the later stage of the Tide Changing Realm. In other words, when the four of them appeared before the dead spirit, the dead spirit's cultivation was at least at the pinnacle of the later stage of the Tide Changing Realm, and it was only a step away from the great attainment of the Tide Changing Realm.
"How terrifying. The Ink Scaled King can't possibly be a match for that dead spirit." The Multicolor Queen's pretty face was taut, and there was a hint of despair in her colorful eyes.
Almost no one here was a match for the dead spirit at the later stage of the Tide Changing Realm. Even the strongest of them, the Jade Xiu King, might not be able to do so.
Roar!
The Ink Scaled King unleashed his strongest power. Clad in Ink Scale Armor and holding the Qilin Battle Halberd, he stood together with the grey-robed dead spirit.
But with just one move, the Ink Scaled King was sent flying. A grey robe followed him like a shadow, and the red scythe turned into a beam of crimson light. A terrifying aura of death suddenly surged, like a river returning to the sea, all gathering in the crimson light of the blade.
"Oh no, Ink Scaled, run!"
The Jade Xiu King's expression changed drastically. The dead spirit was too strong, and the Ink Scaled King could not even take one move. As one of the Three Great Kings of the ancient land, the Ink Scaled King was undoubtedly the strongest in terms of defense. But now, he felt that the Ink Scaled King could be shattered by the dead spirit's blade at any time.
The Jade Xiu King did not think much of it. He turned into a beam of white light and flew over, ready to intercept the dead spirit and save the Ink Scaled King. The Three Great Kings of the ancient land had been friends for hundreds of thousands of years, and they had deep feelings for each other. Standing in their position, it was lonely to be a master, and there were only a few people who could befriend them.
"Roar! You want to kill me? I'll skin you alive first. "
The Ink Scaled King was indeed brave. In the face of life and death, he did not retreat, but instead advanced. The inky black flames on his body swept out like an explosion, and the surrounding space was distorted by the ferocity of the flames. The Qilin was an auspicious divine beast, and the Qilin Heavenly Fire could burn all evil spirits. Although the Ink Scaled King's innate flames were not pure Qilin Heavenly Fire, they still contained the power of the Qilin Heavenly Fire. The aura of death gathered by the dead spirit seemed to have met its nemesis, and most of it was burned away by the inky black flames.
"Thousand Hearts of Battle!"
The Qilin Battle Halberd in the Ink Scaled King's hand burst with light, and layers of it crashed into the grey-robed dead spirit like waves.
Boom!
Although most of the aura of death had been burned away by the Ink Scaled Fire, and the grey-robed dead spirit's attack had been greatly weakened, the grey-robed dead spirit was too strong, and he still sent the Ink Scaled King flying with a single slash.
No matter how strong the Ink Scaled King's defense was, that one slash had caused the scales on his body to shatter. His flesh was a bloody mess, and inky golden blood rained down like rain. When the blood landed on the ground, it immediately corroded and burned the rocks and trees. The Qilin's blood was an item of extreme Yang. Legend had it that a drop of the ancient Fire Qilin's true blood was enough to dry up an entire ocean.
The Ink Scaled King's body was thrown into the air, and he no longer had any strength to resist. The grey-robed figure was still following him like a shadow. With just one slash, the Ink Scaled King, one of the Three Great Kings of the ancient land, would be dead.
Fortunately, the Jade Xiu King arrived just in time, and circles of white light were released, enveloping the grey-robed dead spirit.
"You don't know what's good for you."
The grey-robed dead spirit snorted coldly, and the aura on his body suddenly increased. It rose steadily, and in an instant, his cultivation rose by a large margin.
Before this, it had only been the Ink Scaled King, and his cultivation had been suppressed to its lowest state. Now that there was another person, his cultivation could immediately double.
This was also why Mo Wen and the Multicolor Queen did not rush to the rescue. If they got involved, the grey-robed dead spirit's cultivation would immediately quadruple, and that would be unimaginable. Among them, the Jade Xiu King was the strongest, so he was the most suitable person to rescue.
However, although the Jade Xiu King was the strongest, he was heavily injured after just one blow from the grey-robed dead spirit, and the circles of white light were shattered in an instant.
After all, the grey-robed dead spirit's current cultivation was double that of when he had fought the Ink Scaled King.
However, it was a good thing that the Jade Xiu King only wanted to rescue someone, and did not want to tangle with the grey-robed dead spirit. After just one blow, he immediately pulled the Ink Scaled King away, and in an instant, they were out of the range of the Ninth Spirit Mountain.
As long as they were out of the range of the Ninth Spirit Mountain, the gatekeeper would not be able to chase after them. He could only give up and give up.
Pfft!
The Jade Xiu King carried the dying Ink Scaled King in one hand, but he himself spat out a large mouthful of blood. His face was extremely pale, and streaks of gray aura of death covered his body like silk threads, seemingly fusing into his blood. On the surface, he looked exceptionally terrifying.
(To be continued.)
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