This was the most unpredictable thing in the world.
No one had expected that Mingdu and Bai Gu, who had always been at loggerheads with each other and regarded each other as mortal enemies, would be forced to join forces to fight against the enemy because of Tian Cang's return.
Tian Cang was indeed too fierce and fierce.
After possessing Mingdu's body and taking back the Blood Spirit Altar, Tian Cang stepped into the Soul Crossing River with the Turbid Demon Fetus outside, and easily suppressed the situation.
At this moment, Tian Cang was like the commander of all the Specters and evil beings in the universe. He exuded an aura of supremacy in heaven and earth.
After the Blood Spirit Altar, which was shaped like a lotus throne under his feet, merged with his soul, it helped him suppress thousands of Specters in the Soul Crossing River.
Even the water in the Soul Crossing River stopped flowing because of him.
One by one, the dazzling starlight condensed from unknown materials went out.
Tian Cang, who had a blue face and sharp fangs, looked at Nether Capital with a grin. As he mocked and ridiculed them, he continued to drive the Turbid Devil Fetus to attack the remaining ancient Specters other than the Qianqiang Dark Ghost.
He had left the Qian Qiang Ghost to Yu Yuan to deal with so that Yu Yuan could vent his anger on him.
The other ghosts, who had been loyal to the Dark Nether Capital for a thousand years, were being chased by the Turbid Devil Fetus. When the aura of death spread to the ghosts, they only dared to fly around the Dark Nether Capital.
Until...
Mingdu's soul flew into Bai Gu's sparkling white body after receiving its permission.
Inside White Bone's eye sockets, a pair of emerald green pupils suddenly went out like two green lanterns.
Three seconds later...
One of Bai Gu's eyes reignited with emerald green soul fire, which grew more and more turbulent and exuded a destructive aura that could wipe out the souls of all living beings.
His soul seemed to be reunited in one of his eyes in an instant.
A pure black flame gradually appeared in the other eye, exuding a gloomy, cold, quiet, and mysterious aura. In a short time, the flame grew stronger.
With a boom, it turned into a ball of black soul fire that exuded the unique aura of Mingdu.
Bai Gu and Mingdu, the two Specter Kings who had looked down on this land a thousand years ago, actually shared a body of bones because of Tian Cang's great threat.
Whoosh!
A streak of bright silver light broke through the air from a nearby territory and arrived in the blink of an eye.
White Bones stretched out its hand and grabbed the sharp awl that was refined from its Yin Mountain Head.
"We're here."
Bai Gu's voice was clearly mixed with his and Mingdu's.
Two souls, two thoughts, fused into one body, fused into one voice.
His small white skeletal body was like the Yin Mountains in the Nether Capital Realm, growing taller bit by bit.
In the blink of an eye, White Bone transformed into a 300m tall skeleton giant, and its entire body flowed with a ghastly white glow. It took a step forward like a god that controlled the cycle of life and death, and it descended towards the brilliant river of stars.
Tian Cang laughed. "I've been waiting for a long time!"
As soon as the three-hundred-meter-tall Bone Giant entered the glorious starry river, it was instantly enveloped in endless silver-gray Yin Qi, as if it were a natural ward.
Luo Yue, who was outside, couldn't see the changes in the glorious starry river. She could only vaguely sense that two unbelievably powerful existences were officially fighting.
To be exact, there were three of them, but one of them was a mixture of the two.
Luo Yue looked elsewhere.
The blue shadow transformed from the Turbid Demon Fetus hadn't been summoned back by Tian Cang. It was still attacking the remaining subordinates of the Nether Capital, and devouring another ancient Specter.
The Specter that looked like a giant lion was still laughing and shouting when it was engulfed by the blue shadow.
"His Highness will be able to resurrect us in the end! His Highness, who is only a ghost king, can do it. When he becomes a ghost god, he can even resurrect the ghost kings! "
The ancient Specter was finally devoured by the blue shadow, as if it had died a heroic death.
However, he wasn't afraid at all. He firmly believed that the Nether Capital wouldn't lose. He believed that as long as the Nether Capital lived, these loyal subordinates of his would be resurrected.
They had long since experienced similar revivals from the dead.
"Yu Yuan!"
At this moment, the Qianqiang Ghost let out a strange, mournful howl that was intermittent.
Luo Yue jerked her head away.
She saw that a crimson sword light had already left the scabbard. The thought transmitted by the sword intent was to cut off all hope and possibility of survival for all souls.
For some reason, as soon as the sword intent was formed, Luo Yue suddenly felt that some kind of Great Dao law in the Land of Terror was suppressed.
Or rather, the Great Dao law in the Land of Terror had quietly changed and endowed this sword art with endless mysteries.
Wherever the sharp sword light passed, the smallest souls in the Land of Terror, invisible to the naked eye, were all killed and turned into dust.
Staring at the crimson sword light, Luo Yue's soul crackled as if it was about to burst open.
She turned pale with fright.
Then, she could no longer hear the Qianqiang Ghost's screams. She could only vaguely see countless tiny golden lights being cut into even more fragments. The memories and thoughts within them were extinguished one by one.
Luo Yue, who was also in the Ghost King Realm, comprehended the blessing of some kind of law and understood something.
The Qianqiang Ghost had completely died under this sword attack. Even the Dark Capital Ghost King could not use the ability to change heaven and earth to help the Qianqiang Ghost revive.
That was because the sword light that cut off all life in souls was also supported by the power of the law at the source of the Yin veins.
The Dark Capital Ghost King could only represent part of the will of the source of the Yin veins, not all of it.
He could not reverse the souls and ghosts that had died under that sword art. Because the Qianqiang Ghost had died, it could no longer enter the cycle of reincarnation, leaving no trace behind.
"Soul Severing, Soul Severing …"
Yu Yuan, who was in the cauldron with many fiendish demons forming a soul formation behind him, held the scabbard and muttered.
He was comprehending the mysteries of the "Soul Severing Slash". He was deeply comprehending the paths of the various powers in his body and the circulation of this sword art in his meridians.
Thousands of fiendish demons formed a black curtain behind him. A blood-colored crescent moon hung high in the sky.
The incomparably sharp sword intent had not dissipated from his body. When the sword intent was there, a small part of the space outside the cauldron creaked, as if a spatial passage was about to open.
The Qianqiang Ghost, who he thought of as his first target, was completely annihilated by the "Soul Severing Slash".
The soul formation formed by the many fiendish demons behind him was indispensable. It locked onto the Qianqiang Ghost from a distance, causing it to have nowhere to hide. At the same time, it was as if it had sunk into a swamp of souls, making it difficult to move.
Then, it was targeted by the blood moon. After being attacked by endless evil thoughts, the Qianqiang Ghost's soul was injured.
The fatal blow was naturally the "Soul Severing Slash".
When this sword art was used, even the tiniest soul thought of the Qianqiang Ghost was disintegrating.
At that time, he still knew the truth of the source of the Yin veins and used the "Yin Sunflower Essence" to support the sword art.
How could the Qianqiang Ghost escape?
Whoosh!
It was another ancient ghost loyal to Nether Capital. It looked like a flying eagle. When the blue shadow came, it hesitated for a moment and then flew into the shadow.
Yu Yuan was puzzled. He asked curiously, "Is it my imagination?"
After swinging the sword and stopping, Luo Yue saw no threat and floated over. "What imagination?" she asked.
"Why do I feel like that ghost entered the turbid demon fetus controlled by Tian Cang on his own accord?" Yu Yuan said.
"You're right. He entered the turbid demon fetus on his own accord and sought death." Luo Yue saw it more clearly. "He would rather die in Tian Cang's hands than die under your sword. Because he also felt that if he was cut by your sword art, he would lose the slightest chance of revival. "
The "Soul Severing Slash" was the nemesis of all ghosts and souls. With the support of the source of the Yin veins, it was unstoppable in the land of terror.
The Qianqiang Ghost killed by this sword art could not be revived even if Nether Capital became a ghostly immortal.
That ancient ghost seemed to have realized this. That was why he hesitated for a moment when the blue shadow came over and asked for death.
He did not dare to escape, because escaping was betrayal. He knew how miserable the consequences of betraying Nether Capital were.
He could not escape, and he could not defeat Tian Cang. He could only die.
Death was everywhere. If he could ask for a way to live in the future, why not?
"Not only him, but the rest of them will also seek death in the same way." Luo Yue was certain that this would be the case.
What happened next confirmed her guess. The remaining three ancient ghosts loyal to Nether Capital seemed to be running away, but they all stealthily avoided Yu Yuan and tried to put as much distance between them as possible.
Then, as luck would have it, they were chased by the blue shadow one after another and swallowed up.
The white-robed man and the eight Specters who had returned from the starry river died one after another.
The Qianqiang Ghost was killed by the "Soul Severing Slash," and the rest of the ghosts were swallowed by the "turbid demon fetus."
All of a sudden, Yu Yuan, Luo Yue, and the dazzling river of stars formed by the Soul Crossing River were the only ones left in this area. However, the river of stars was shrouded in dense Yin energy, making it impossible to see what was going on inside.
"Junior Martial Brother …"
Luo Yue narrowed her eyes, holding the flower basket. She looked at him, wanting to say something, but stopped.
Yu Yuan was surprised. "What's wrong?"
"Tian Cang and Bai Gu, who are you helping?"
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