A gigantic scimitar stopped at the top of Yin Mountain.
The black scimitar seemed to have a life of its own as it absorbed the Yin Sunflower Essence from within the mountain.
As the specks of "Yin Sunflower Essence" merged into the scimitar, the soul of the Black Scythe Ghost inside the twenty-eight black sandalwood pearls suddenly changed endlessly.
The twenty-eight souls seemed to transform into a myriad of beings at this moment.
Men, women, old, and young, in all kinds of different forms. Every soul was undergoing changes.
Yuan Lianyao watched from afar and felt that her soul and consciousness were lost in the black sandalwood pearls. She struggled inside and almost couldn't escape.
Boom!
A circle of bright red flames ignited on the lotus platform beneath her feet. Her gradually lost consciousness suddenly returned!
Her expression changed greatly as she hurriedly controlled her mind and didn't dare to look at the pearls. She also didn't want to think about the scenes she had seen earlier.
She turned her head and wanted to remind Yu Yuan.
However, she discovered that Yu Yuan's eyes were still filled with madness even though he was panting slightly. He didn't need the Black Scythe Ghost's guidance to enter a state of delirium.
"The Fiendish Demon Cauldron!"
The Black Scythe Ghost's strange laughter sounded from the soul within the pearls.
The black sandalwood pearls were the Black Scythe Ghost's body, and the gigantic scimitar was the sharp blade that made him famous.
Thousands of souls and ghosts were scattered around Yin Mountain. They formed a black mass that looked like dark gray clouds.
This Black Scythe Ghost, who was ranked at the top among the many ghosts, obviously recognized Yu Yuan. "Kid, you're a very loyal person. Since you know that White Bone is trapped and what you'll face, you still dare to come? "
The string of sandalwood pearls slowly floated towards the Fiendish Demon Cauldron.
The gigantic scimitar was still absorbing the Yin Sunflower Essence within Yin Mountain.
"Black Scythe!"
Yuan Lianyao's Yin God soul form suddenly gave off an enormous pressure due to the Black Scythe Ghost's approach.
A dark light spilled out of the magic energy light shield formed by the Fiend Demon Cauldron. This meant that when the Black Scythe Ghost approached, his soul energy had quietly seeped in.
Her heart suddenly sank because she had heard from White Bones that this Black Scythe Ghost, who was ranked fourth, was a new and powerful ghost. He had been famous for a shorter time than Luohou and White Robe, and seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. Then, in just a few decades, he had advanced to become a ghost.
The fact that he was able to become a ghost in such a short period of time meant that his potential was limitless.
Other than his own strength, the Black Scythe Ghost also had two powerful artifacts. One was the pearl that carried his soul, and the other was the giant scythe. Both of them were extremely powerful, and no one knew where they came from.
The Black Scythe Spectre Ghost was the same as White Bones, it was seen as a strong contender for the position of the new Spectre King.
How could Yuan Lianyao not be worried?
"Ranked fourth, Black Scythe Ghost!"
A hoarse shout came from Yu Yuan's throat. His eyes seemed to be smeared with bloody light, turning into a strange dark red color that was filled with the smell of blood.
In the depths of his mind, a desire to kill burned uncontrollably and madly.
"Kill! Kill! Kill! "
The desire to kill was like a surging wave that drowned his rationality.
At this moment, he could no longer recognize the strength of the Black Scythe Ghost. He did not know what the Black Scythe Ghost, whose battle strength was second only to White Bones, represented in the Land of Despair.
He only knew that he had heard of the Black Scythe Ghost and knew that it was ranked fourth.
But, what could he do?
The scythe quietly entered his hand.
Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!
At the bottom of the scythe, strands of sharp sword essence were activated due to his crazed state.
The sword soul in his arm woke up, and a sword art was gradually formed.
Yu Yuan suddenly shook. In the depths of his mind, a beam of sword light suddenly flashed!
The sword light was like a bolt of lightning that cut through the sky. In his sea of consciousness, it became extremely dazzling and attracted all of his soul's attention!
This sword light was exquisite, and all of its trajectories were clearly formed in his little world of consciousness and deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul.
He used his three souls to observe the sword light. Naturally, he was immersed in that beam of sword light and used his heart to comprehend it.
A voice suddenly sounded. "Nine Slashes of the Sky, Soul Severing!"
"Soul Severing Slash!"
The sword light continued to twist and turn in his sea of consciousness, displaying all kinds of wondrous effects.
In an inexplicable and crazed state, he gripped the scythe and pointed at the Black Scythe Ghost, wanting to try swinging his sword.
The crimson sword light flashed through his arm bones and meridians like lightning and entered the scythe. It resonated with the sword art and was strengthened by the scythe.
The sword art and sword essence were slowly being formed.
"Mn!"
The Black Scythe Ghost's soul shadow in the sandalwood bead suddenly changed. An aura that made him feel danger came from the scythe in Yu Yuan's hand, causing him to hesitate.
In the Land of Despair, he, who was ranked fourth among all the ghosts, felt through his twenty-eight scattered souls.
He felt the scythe in Yu Yuan's hand and felt the sword art that was gradually forming.
"It shouldn't be? How can a kid with a low cultivation level make me feel afraid when he's about to swing his sword? "
He, who had killed countless human Yin Gods and Soul Travel Realm experts in this land of extreme yin, originally only paid attention to the Fiendish Demon Cauldron. He thought that Yu Yuan was relying on the famous artifact in Haoran to gain a foothold in the Land of Despair.
But at this time, he felt a threat from the scythe in Yu Yuan's hand.
"Abu!"
The Black Scythe Ghost was very cautious. He called out to one of his subordinates in a dignified voice.
A purple-red heavenly ghost in the form of a flood dragon appeared from the back of Yin Mountain. The bucket-like serpent's body swayed and instantly appeared in front of the Black Scythe Ghost.
The flood dragon ghost was a hundred meters long. Upon closer inspection, one could see that there were hundreds of ghosts inside its body.
These ghosts seemed to have been swallowed into its stomach and hadn't been completely refined.
Yuan Lianyao looked and said softly, "Bai Gu's subordinates."
"Uuuu!"
The flood dragon heavenly ghost called Abu by the Black Scythe Ghost suddenly opened its mouth and tried to swallow the Fiendish Demon Cauldron.
Then, it swallowed the Fiendish Demon Cauldron in an instant.
Before Yuan Lianyao could react, she and Yu Yuan had already entered the flood dragon heavenly ghost's stomach along with the cauldron.
The dozens of ghosts that belonged to Bai Gu's subordinates had long since lost their self-awareness. They were condensed into a cluster of unknown souls in the flood dragon heavenly ghost's stomach.
Crack!
The numerous ghosts madly attacked the Demonic Light Shield, causing it to make loud bangs.
"Yu Yuan!" Yuan Lianyao yelled.
She suddenly realized that the Demonic Light Shield of the Fiendish Demon Cauldron was already deforming under the attacks of these ghosts. It seemed like it would soon crack.
She also knew that Yu Yuan had come to the Land of Despair in his physical body. If he was exposed, the Black Scythe Ghost wouldn't even need to do anything. Yu Yuan would be corroded by the cold wind that was everywhere.
She was secretly anxious.
Yu Yuan was clearly holding the scabbard, sword intent was flowing inside him, and he was clearly in the posture of swinging the sword. However, no sword light appeared.
Could it be that he was comprehending the sword at this time?
A strange thought appeared in Yuan Lianyao's mind. She observed carefully and immediately discovered that Yu Yuan's expression and actions really did seem like he was comprehending the sword intent and sword arts.
"He's comprehending the sword now? Is this bastard crazy? "
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