Chapter 744
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The Luohou that had quietly appeared in Yu Yuan's mind was only a wisp of her soul.
This Luohou only had one percent of her true strength, or even less.
But she was a Ghoul King!
In the Land of Despair, even one percent of a peak Ghoul King's soul power could easily kill a Yin Spirit cultivator from the outside world!
This was because a Ghoul King had the advantage of time, place, and people. In terms of cultivation, she was far superior to a Yin Spirit!
Moreover, the Luohou formed by this wisp of soul was still in Yu Yuan's mind!
Ghoul King Luohou's expression was cold as she watched the dazzling sharp awl shoot towards Yu Yuan's overlapping soul.
"Let's see how you deal with this!"
Because Yu Yuan had descended with his true body and possessed the famous "Fiendish Demon Cauldron" in Haoran and cultivated the secret arts of the Shenhun Sect, she couldn't help but think highly of him.
She was still wary of the Shenhun Sect and didn't act too presumptuously.
After all, the soul arts of the Shenhun Sect were known in the depths of the boundless universe. Even otherworldly demons and foreign races would pale at the mention of them!
She had long since observed that Yu Yuan cultivated the Shenhun Sect's soul arts. Whether Yu Yuan admitted it or not, she regarded Yu Yuan as a member of the Shenhun Sect.
Even if she was the new Ghoul King of the Land of Despair, she still had to treat the people of the Shenhun Sect with caution.
"Ugh!"
All of a sudden, Yu Yuan felt an intense stabbing pain between his brows, causing him to scream involuntarily.
At this moment, he felt as if millions of strange things were flooding into his mind!
The next moment, he knew that this wasn't an illusion!
Whoosh!
All of a sudden, hundreds of thousands of 'Fiend Devils' appeared in every corner of Yu Yuan's small world!
In front of his soul, the fiendish demons howled and formed a magical formation in the blink of an eye.
Almost two thousand Fiend Demons flew around and transformed into a "well" shaped soul formation.
The cauldron soul's roar exploded in his Sea of Consciousness.
"Soul Hell!"
The strange "well" formation swallowed the sharp awl that Luo Huo Ghostly King had thrown out. The many Fiend Devils in the "well" wriggled, grinding the sharp awl bit by bit like a millstone grinding soybeans.
Swoosh!
During this process, Fiend Devils were constantly turned to dust. Then, new Fiend Devils would fly in and fill the holes in the Soul Hell so that the formation could continue to operate.
At the same time, Yu Yuan also learned that "Fiendish Demons" could enter the small world in his sea of consciousness.
Consort Han and the Second Fiend Demon weren't pure Soul Spirits, so they couldn't enter his Sea of Consciousness and participate in the battle.
However, a newly born Fiendish Demon with a completely illusory spirit body could reach his small world in his sea of consciousness and be used by it!
"Fiendish Demon Cauldron!"
The Luo Huo Ghostly King's expression turned even colder. Seeing that his first attack had failed, he was about to attack again.
Whoosh!
The Soul Hell formation suddenly changed into the whirlpool of Soul Splitter and lunged at the Luo Huo Ghostly King's wisp of refined soul.
Crack crack crack!
At the same time, Yu Yuan's true body inside the cauldron saw hundreds of Fiend Devils being killed by the cold wind above the black barrier.
The Luo Huo Ghostly King's god-like body and heaven-covering hand were about to land on the Fiendish Demon Cauldron.
Splash splash splash! Splash splash! Splash!
Behind him, the sound of the river flowing at the bottom of the seven-colored glazed Yin Mountain suddenly underwent an inconceivable change.
The sound of flowing water mysteriously disappeared.
The river that connected to the source of the Yin vein was the source of the Luo Huo Ghostly King's refined energy. It was the foundation of her exquisite soul arts and the source of the soul shadows of the Phantoms in the flower basket!
The disappearance of the sound of flowing water meant that the Luo Huo Ghostly King could only rely on the power he had cultivated for many years to fight White Bone and Yu Yuan.
"Who is it?"
Floating in the air, Luo Huo sensed the abnormality and frowned slightly.
She knew that the river that condensed Yin energy into water was the biggest difference between a ghostly king and a Phantoms!
The Yin energy at the bottom of Yin Mountain and Yin Mountain wasn't refined enough. It could only be collected and refined during cultivation to increase one's strength.
Phantoms couldn't directly absorb Yin energy from Yin Mountain to increase their strength in a short time.
This was why White Bone dared to leave its territory and challenge three Phantoms of the same level and easily win.
Yin Mountain, no matter how high it was, was a slow process for a Phantoms to increase their strength.
On the other hand, the Yin energy in the river was extremely pure and could be directly used. It didn't need to be purified to become a ghostly king's power!
As long as the river that connected to the source of the Yin vein didn't dry up, Luo Huo didn't even need to use her own strength. She could continue to fight by absorbing Yin energy from the river.
This was one of the fundamental differences between a ghostly king and a Phantoms.
But now, halfway through the battle, Luo Huo suddenly realized that the river under her Yin Mountain was no longer flowing. She was terrified for the first time.
Because she didn't know what was going on.
Until she saw Jiang Xingwen appear …
Jiang Xingwen, who had the jade belt called "Soul Crossing the River" wrapped around her slender waist, abandoned her subordinates and took the lead alone, her figure faintly appearing out of thin air.
"Greetings, Ghostly King Luo Huo." She bowed from afar with a gentle smile and an apologetic expression.
"Soul Crossing River" was a relic of the Mingdu Ghostly King. It came from the Land of Despair and was rumored to be closely related to the source of the Yin vein. She could use "Soul Crossing River" to ignore the distance between the Land of Despair and the Land of Despair.
Especially Yin Mountain, where Yin energy condensed into water droplets and converged into a river.
She could even use "Soul Crossing River" to lock onto the river and arrive in a breath.
"The river under my mountain stopped flowing because of you and the item at your waist?" Ghostly King Luo Huo's expression was clearly unfriendly.
It didn't make sense that Jiang Xingwen had suddenly arrived without her noticing.
Even if she had to restrict White Bone and split her attention to deal with Yu Yuan's main body and the soul in his sea of consciousness, she could still sense the abnormal soul ripples within a thousand miles.
Jiang Xingwen could only appear abruptly through Spatial Shift without her noticing.
But Jiang Xingwen had really come this way.
"Lord Luo Huo, you've only become a ghostly king for a short time. Your understanding of this world isn't enough." Jiang Xingwen pursed her lips and smiled, pointing at the green jade belt at her waist. "It may be the only item in the Land of Despair that can restrict the flow of the Yin river."
"Soul Crossing River!" Ghostly King Luo Huo snorted.
She had heard of the miraculous effects of this item and knew that it was related to the source of the Yin vein. But she hadn't expected "Soul Crossing River" to be so powerful!
Sizzle!
At this moment, White Bone, who was trapped in the flower basket and being dragged down by the ghostly souls and was about to sink, suddenly burst into terrifying white flames.
The clusters of soul shadows were burned into nothingness by the white flames.
This was because the pure yin energy that had been pouring into the soul shadows had suddenly stopped flowing because the river water had stopped flowing.
The fact that the river water had stopped flowing meant that there was no yin energy flowing out. The soul shadows in the flower basket couldn't be poured into the flower basket, and White Bone was freed.
With a whoosh, the lustrous white skeleton flew out of the flower basket and stood outside.
At the same time, the cold wind stopped howling. The black demonic power barrier protecting Yu Yuan quickly stabilized. There was no need to continue igniting fiendish demons to power the demonic power barrier.
Even the wisp of Luo Huo's soul in Yu Yuan's sea of consciousness disappeared without a trace.
The towering Ghostly King Luo Huo, who was as tall as a god, quickly shrank in the air above everyone's heads. In an extremely short amount of time, she returned to her thin and weak appearance.
She was holding onto the flower basket again.
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