Zhou Wen and company's faces turned livid. There were countless ghosts in front of the mountain path, carrying the coffin like a funeral procession.
When they were about a hundred meters away from Zhou Wen and company, the ghosts carrying the coffin stopped. However, it was only for a moment. In the next second, the ghosts roared and charged forward like a tidal wave.
"There's no other way. We can only storm our way out." An Sheng summoned a dagger, opened the car door, and walked out.
Zhou Wen, Li Xuan, Ah Lai, and Zhang Yuzhi alighted from the car. Zhang Yuzhi's face was pale, but she was already prepared for battle. Clearly, she knew that it was useless no matter how afraid she was. They had to charge out.
"Follow behind me." An Sheng walked in front as he stared at the ghosts that were charging at him. When the ghosts were about five meters away from him, the dagger in his hand finally moved.
The dagger produced a blade beam that resembled a rainbow as it slashed at the surging ghosts. Immediately, the row of ghosts at the front was sliced in half. The few ghosts at the back suffered the impact as their bodies were sent flying backward.
The might of the strike seemed powerful, but Zhou Wen couldn't help but frown. An Sheng's blade beam would probably have killed a large number of ordinary Legendary creatures.
However, this strike only killed three or four ghosts at the front. Furthermore, they were only ordinary Legendary ghosts. Clearly, An Sheng's strength wasn't effective against ghosts.
In just an instant, the ghost army drowned Zhou Wen and company as they attacked from all directions.
An Sheng led the charge while Ah Lai and Li Xuan guarded the flanks. Zhou Wen was at the back. As Zhang Yuzhi's pets had died in battle and her feet were injured, she walked in the middle to prevent the occasional ghost from slipping through.
An Sheng's gaze was cold as he constantly brandished his dagger. Wherever the blade beam went, even ghosts would have their bodies sliced apart. He carved out a bloody path through the tidal wave of ghosts as he charged forward with Zhou Wen and company.
Li Xuan brandished the Thundergod Sword in his hand. Although the effects of lightning on Ghost Bride were limited, it was rather effective against ordinary ghosts.
Furthermore, his Invincible Connate Divine Art seemed to have a certain effect on ghosts. Although he couldn't directly kill ghosts like An Sheng, he could still make the ghosts around him howl in pain.
Ah Lai's situation was rather odd. He was clearly a little afraid and didn't seem to have practiced any special combat skills. It didn't seem like he had any Primordial Energy Skills, but when his fist struck the ghosts, he was able to send them flying. A few of them were nearly dissipated by him.
"Li Xuan is right. Ah Lai is indeed powerful." Zhou Wen was relatively relaxed. Truth Listener was right in front of him. When a ghost rushed over, Truth Listener charged forward like a stream of light and shattered the ghost with a single claw.
Zhou Wen switched his Primordial Energy Art to the Small Perfection of Wisdom Sutra. Any ghost that escaped the net would charge at him with a palm strike. He realized that with the augmentation of the Small Perfection of Wisdom Sutra, hitting a ghost was no different from hitting a living creature. He directly shattered the ghost's head.
The Small Perfection of Wisdom Sutra indeed has the effect of restraining ghosts. Zhou Wen felt a lot more at ease. According to their present situation, they should be able to charge out if it was just the ghost army blocking their way.
However, when Zhou Wen's gaze landed on the red-painted coffin that emitted a black aura, he had an ominous feeling.
An Sheng led everyone forward and killed countless ghosts along the way. There were many ghost crystals on the ground, but no one had the time to pick them up.
Truth Listener seemed to like these ghost crystals. Its body charged forward like lightning and swallowed the crystals. It was even more excited from the killing. Without waiting for Zhou Wen's instructions, it took the initiative to kill the nearby ghosts.
Its restraining effect on ghosts was just too strong. Legendary ghosts were basically killed with a swipe of its claw. Those ghosts had no ability to resist in front of it.
The five of them constantly charged through the ghost horde and were about to approach the coffin.
Perhaps due to the stimulation from Zhou Wen and company killing the ghosts, the red-painted coffin that emitted a black aura began to tremble violently. When Zhou Wen and company were less than ten meters away from the coffin, the coffin's lid suddenly flipped open. A hand reached out from the coffin and pressed against the side of the coffin.
It was as pale as snow. Its fingers were slender and long, as though it was covered in skin and bones. Its fingernails were silver, long and sharp, like sharp blades.
There seemed to be a faintly discernible black aura emanating from that hand.
Zhou Wen's heart palpitated as An Sheng's expression turned solemn. The few of them continued charging forward without a word.
The ghostly hand pressed hard on the coffin, and a figure slowly stood up. It was a man with white hair and black armor. His entire body was covered in black armor, and even his face was covered in a ghostly mask. His entire body emitted a faintly discernible black aura. He looked eerie, but also had an evil charm.
The black-armored, white-haired ghost in the coffin slowly floated up as it stared at Truth Listener and An Sheng. In the next instant, it appeared in front of An Sheng as though it had teleported. The silver fingernails on the ghost's hand were like five sharp daggers that stabbed at An Sheng's head.
An Sheng's reaction was extremely fast. He raised his dagger and slashed at the ghost claw like a rainbow, forcefully repelling it.
"Retreat," An Sheng said in a deep voice with a solemn expression.
Zhou Wen and Li Xuan knew that something was amiss. Behind them was the Yin Yang Boundary Stone. If they retreated, they would retreat into the Yin Yang World.
Despite knowing this, An Sheng still made them retreat. Clearly, he had encountered a very serious problem. It was likely that even he wasn't confident of defeating the black-armored, white-haired ghost.
Without a word, Zhou Wen charged back with Truth Listener. Li Xuan, Ah Lai, and Zhang Yuzhi followed closely.
However, An Sheng didn't retreat. He held his dagger and stared intently at the black-armored, white-haired ghost.
The black-armored, white-haired ghost also looked at An Sheng as the black aura on his body became more obvious. The other ghosts seemed to be unable to see An Sheng. They stopped attacking him and charged at the fleeing Zhou Wen and company.
An Sheng's aura grew stronger and stronger as a strange shadow rose from his body. It was as though a great demon had descended on him. The purple light seemed to dye his body purple.
Bam!
Zhou Wen heard a terrifying explosion from An Sheng's side. He saw a ghostly aura rise, mixed with a demonic purple light. It was unknown how many ghosts had been dispersed.
However, there were just too many ghosts. There were still countless ghosts charging at them. Without An Sheng fending off the attacks of most of the ghosts, their situation immediately worsened.
Although Truth Listener could restrain ghosts, it was only a Legendary pet after all. It could only kill one ghost at a time and didn't have an AOE skill. When it killed a ghost, more ghosts would pounce on it.
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