Above the Ten Thousand Cracks Sword Scar, the mountain breeze was cool and refreshing. However, it seemed to have changed into a chilly wind. The chilly Qi swept across the sky. Black Mountain Elder and Fu Liu Swordsman's expressions changed drastically. They became extremely cautious.
Ghost Shadow and Blood Sword were also cautious, but there was a hint of excitement in their murky eyes.
Myriad Ghost Sword King!
Ranked fourth on the Shangyuan Sky Sword List, he was extremely powerful and terrifying.
Moreover, that ranking was from ten years ago. After ten years, the Myriad Ghost Sword King's strength must have become even stronger. He might even be able to enter the top three.
As experts on the Shangyuan Sky Sword Ranking, the three of them were well aware of one thing, and that was the difference in strength between those ranked in the top ten and those ranked below them was very obvious. The top three in particular were extremely terrifying, and the gap between them was like two completely different levels.
Even if the three of them worked together, they were still no match for the Myriad Ghost Sword King.
Moreover, the Myriad Ghost Sword King did things according to his whims. He was powerful, and his methods were cruel. If one were to provoke him, the outcome would be very miserable. It would be even worse than provoking the top three experts.
Originally, Ghost Shadow and Blood Sword thought that they would have to wait for a while. Unexpectedly, the Thousand Ghost Sword King happened to be in the Ten Thousand Crack Mountain. After sensing that his token had been activated, he quickly rushed over.
It was as if an expanse of dark clouds had swept over from the horizon. It was vast and mighty, and it was suffused with a shocking coldness that was gloomy and ghastly, causing one's heart to tremble.
There seemed to be chaotic and sharp whimpering sounds coming from the gloomy dark clouds. If one looked closely, one could see distorted faces emerging from the dark clouds, as if they were trying to break free from the shackles of the dark clouds, but were hooked by the Soul Hooking Chains, unable to break free, and could only suffer endless pain.
Old Man Black Mountain and the other two felt a chill run down their spines.
"Jiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejie …
Circulate and resist!
Just as he regained his clarity of mind, he became even more shocked.
"Old woman, where is the person you want this prince to kill?" That layer of dark clouds arrived and appeared above the three of them, releasing an extremely terrifying and cold pressure, as if it wanted to make them fall into a ghost realm. At the same time, a domineering and fierce voice with a cold murderous intent sounded from the dark clouds, as if an evil spirit was roaring in their ears.
"Ghost King, that person is still in the Ten Thousand Split Sword Scar …" Ghost Shadow Blood Sword immediately replied loudly, and told him the appearance and characteristics of the person he wanted to kill, so that he wouldn't kill the wrong person and lose this favor.
This favor was very precious. He had kept it and never used it. This time, if it wasn't for his great loss, he wouldn't have used it.
After hearing Ghost Shadow and Blood Sword's words, the dark cloud immediately swept over with a sharp howl that made people's scalps numb and their bodies turn cold. It quickly fell into the Ten Thousand Split Sword Scar.
This time, he wanted to kill.
The Myriad Ghost Sword King did things according to his whims, but he would also repay favors.
Within the Ten Thousand Cracks Sword Scar, everyone stared at the figure at the front.
Chen Zong!
At this moment, Chen Zong actually took another step forward.
He was now five thousand meters away from the end of the Ten Thousand Cracks Sword Scar, but they didn't know where his final limit was.
It seemed that he was going to step into the four-thousand-meter area.
Suddenly, a cold aura descended from the sky. This cold aura was completely different from the cold aura at the Ten Thousand Cracks Sword Scar.
Everyone below felt something and immediately looked up. They saw a large dark cloud descending. The dark cloud was formed by countless cold auras, and there were countless ferocious ghost faces roaring and whimpering. It was extremely horrifying, as if ghosts had descended from the sky and wanted to devour everyone.
"Who is it?"
"With such power, could it be him?!" A sword light flashed in Cold Mountain Sword King's mind, and a name burst out. Immediately, he was shocked.
Even though he was the peerless genius who had detonated the Six-colored Heavenly Flower, he still had the confidence to face an expert of the Way of the Sword like the Black Mountain elder. After all, his talent was above theirs, and he would definitely be able to surpass them in the future.
However, the person who had descended was extremely terrifying. Even if his cultivation was on par with him in the future, he didn't have the confidence to win.
After all, this person had also detonated the six-colored heavenly flower, and his ranking on the Six-colored Monarch Bestowment Tablet was above his.
Ranking was a symbol of potential.
Thousand Ghost Sword King!
This person didn't make a move, but once he did, he would definitely kill. He was extremely vicious and cruel.
This Thousand Ghost Sword King had even massacred a city by himself.
Of course, he wouldn't massacre a big city. Otherwise, if he provoked a powerful half-step Great Saint expert, he would be seeking his own death.
It wasn't his strength that made people wary of him, but his ruthless nature and methods.
Normal cultivators wouldn't massacre a city. After all, ordinary people made up the majority of the city.
Why did this Ghost King come here?
To comprehend the Ten Thousand Cracks Sword Scar?
Or to kill?
For a moment, many people who recognized the Thousand Ghost Sword King were shocked. Some people who felt that something was wrong began to quietly retreat. They didn't want to die here.
Who knew if a peerless monster like the Myriad Ghost Sword King would suddenly go berserk and slaughter everyone here?
The dark cloud swept across the sky, moving forward rapidly. It seemed that its target was the end of the Ten Thousand Cracks Sword Scar.
Could it be that the Ghost King's target was that person?
Thinking of this, Cold Mountain Sword Monarch couldn't help but tremble. There was some indescribable excitement.
This person was too arrogant. He actually dared to ignore him. He deserved to be killed.
A shocking chill descended. Chen Zong also felt it. Moreover, he had a feeling that this chill was directed at him.
His footsteps paused, Chen Zong looked back.
He saw a large dark cloud of ghosts descending from the sky. It was getting closer and closer. Immediately, a pitch-black figure flew out from the dark cloud. His body was surrounded by black smoke. There were countless twisted faces and countless twisted bodies struggling. It was as if that person's body was a hell, and they wanted to escape from the shackles and torments of hell.
A terrifying aura constantly emanated from this person. The extremely cold murderous intent seemed to have materialized. His eyes were suffused with a terrifying scarlet light as he stared through the void. His murderous intent was shocking.
This killing intent directly penetrated the heart and soul. It also contained the eerie feeling of the Ghost Realm. It was as if his soul was going to be pulled into the depths of the Ghost Realm and be killed by the evil spirits.
This person was indeed coming for him.
In an instant, Chen Zong understood that this person's arrival was related to the three people who had left before. It seemed that he had shown mercy.
"You're the one this old hag wants to kill. Stick your head out and let this king give you a slash." The Myriad Ghost Sword King opened his mouth. His cold voice seemed to carry with it the howls and roars of evil spirits. It was as if he wanted to devour Chen Zong's soul.
"Since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish." Chen Zong unhurriedly replied. He slowly turned around and faced the Myriad Ghost Sword King.
Chen Zong didn't know who this person in front of him was, but since he wanted to kill him, it didn't matter who he was. He would kill him with his sword.
"Jiejiejiejiejie, very courageous. Being able to come here shows that your strength is extraordinary. You're a peerless genius." The Myriad Ghost Sword King seemed to be very happy, but his laughter was filled with killing intent and malevolence. "This king loves to kill peerless geniuses like you the most. I'll use your soul to nourish my Myriad Ghost Sword."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Myriad Ghost Sword King suddenly extended his right hand. Strands of eerie black ghostly Qi coiled around it. It was like a black mist, but also like a black ghostly fire burning.
Soon after, an extremely terrifying howl that seemed to contain the howls and howls of ten thousand ghosts rang out. A pitch-black longsword that was covered in black smoke and burning with black ghostly fire gradually extended from the Myriad Ghost Sword King's hand.
An extremely terrifying aura emanated from the sword. It was as if an extremely blazing cold storm had swept out, wreaking havoc in all directions and traversing the four extremes of the universe.
Myriad Ghost Sword!
Its might had already surpassed the majority of ninth grade saint artifacts. It was even stronger than many elite ninth grade saint artifacts.
This sword was cultivated by the Myriad Ghost Sword King using his own cultivation method. The process of cultivation was extremely cruel. It constantly absorbed the souls of living beings to fuse with it.
The stronger the soul of the living being, the better the effect.
Back then, the Myriad Ghost Sword King had massacred an entire city. The biggest reason was to forge this Myriad Ghost Sword.
If it wasn't for the warning of an expert that strictly forbade him from massacring cities, the Myriad Ghost Sword King would have continued to massacre cities, killing even more people and absorbing even more souls to transform the Myriad Ghost Sword into a semi-divine artifact.
The so-called semi-divine artifact was a type of artifact that surpassed saint artifacts, but was still inferior to divine artifacts. Although its might was inferior to a true divine artifact, it was much more powerful than a saint artifact.
The Myriad Ghost Sword had already been unsheathed. Its extremely terrifying cold aura became even more astonishing. Strands of black Qi swept out like a raging wave, spreading out in all directions. It seemed to have permeated the surrounding space as it pressured Chen Zong from all directions.
Even from a distance, everyone could feel the frightening cold aura. It seemed to have seeped into their bodies, causing their blood to almost freeze. Even their souls felt a chill. Their consciousness seemed to see countless evil ghosts endlessly roaming before their eyes.
It was abnormally terrifying!
The old man from Black Mountain, Sweeping Willow, and Ghastly Shadow did not leave. After the Myriad Ghost Sword King had descended, they had silently followed him down as well. They stared from afar. They wanted to personally see the Myriad Ghost Sword King slay that person, especially Ghastly Shadow and Ghastly Shadow. Only then would they feel satisfied.
Now that they saw the terrifying sight of the Myriad Ghost Sword, their eyes all narrowed as they trembled inside.
The might was just too terrifying. If the three of them had been in his place, they would have directly lost most of their strength. They would not be able to withstand it at all. They would probably be slain by a single strike.
"I think that the Myriad Ghost Sword King's strength is already in the top three," Sweeping Willow was extremely stern.
"If the Profound Radiance Sword King's strength hasn't increased drastically in the past few years, the Myriad Ghost Sword King would have surpassed him already," the old man from Black Mountain said sternly.
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