A trace of green blood leaked out of the Ghost King's mouth as it fell from the sky. Seeing the incoming demon image, it twisted its body and gathered a large amount of ghostly energy into its sword, causing the sword to give off a shocking sword light.
The Ghost King twisted its body and vigorously slashed out, causing a 20-meter long blood-red sword light to fly out. The sound it gave off was incredibly terrifying, and it split the massive demon image in half. The two halves of the demon image turned into motes of black light and dissipated.
However, at that moment, Zhao Fu gripped an Evil-Crushing Spear and sent his King's Power into it, causing it to shine with a brilliant silver light as runes flowed within it.
Swish!
Zhao Fu vigorously threw out the Evil-Crushing Spear, and the sound of the air being torn could be heard as the Evil-Crushing Spear turned into a ray of silver light and shot towards the Ghost King.
By now, the Ghost King had just split the demon image in half, and now that the Evil-Crushing Spear was about to shoot towards it, the Ghost King was unable to dodge at all.
"Arghhh!!"
The Ghost King howled and coughed up a mouthful of blood as its abdomen was pierced by the Evil-Crushing Spear. Even though the Evil-Crushing Spear turned into motes of silver light and disappeared, it had left a terrifying wound on its abdomen. White smoke rose from the wound as the Evil-Crushing Spear's power continued to ravage its body.
At that moment, Zhao Fu gripped another Evil-Crushing Spear and looked at the falling Ghost King with a cold gaze. He once again threw it, and the Evil-Crushing Spear turned into a ray of silver light that gave off powerful Evil-Crushing power as it shot towards the Ghost King.
"Arghhh!!"
The Ghost King roared and gathered all of its power into its sword as it vigorously slashed out, sending the Evil-Crushing Spear flying.
However, five rays of silver light containing immense power shot towards the Ghost King. The Ghost King was given a big fright and used all of its power to defend, causing blood-red sword light to shoot everywhere. In the end, an orb of silver light exploded in the sky, and the Ghost King's body powerlessly fell to the ground.
Zhao Fu walked over with his sword in hand and found that the Ghost King was not dead yet. It was only heavily injured, and it trembled as it stood up and coldly stared at Zhao Fu.
The Ghost King was injured in three places. The first was the abdomen that Zhao Fu had hit, the second was the left shoulder, and the third was the leg. All three wounds were still emitting white smoke.
At this moment, even if the Ghost King did not die, he would not be in much danger, because he was already heavily injured and did not have much strength left in his body.
Facing the Ghost King's cold gaze, Zhao Fu remained expressionless as he held the Sky Demon Sword and walked towards her. Zhao Fu would not go easy on women.
With a swing of the sword, a sharp arc of light slashed towards the Ghost King.
The Ghost King struggled to hold the blood-red sword and block Zhao Fu's strike. However, Zhao Fu slashed out again, slashing towards the Ghost King. The Ghost King could only use its sword to block in front of itself.
Clang!
The Ghost King once again blocked Zhao Fu's sword and weakly retreated a few steps. Seeing this, Zhao Fu frowned; he had not been able to kill the heavily injured Ghost King even after one or two attacks.
"Hmph!"
Zhao Fu coldly harrumphed and sent a large amount of his King's Power into the Sky Demon Sword, causing it to give off a terrifying sword light and a monstrous and evil aura.
"Arghhh!"
The Ghost King understood Zhao Fu's killing technique, and it roared as it exploded out with all of its remaining power and sent it into the blood-red sword. The blood-red sword gave off a large amount of blood-red light that gave off an icy killing intent.
Zhao Fu vigorously slashed out, and the Ghost King also slashed out.
Bang!!
A massive explosion sounded out as the black and blood-red energies collided, resulting in a massive shockwave. However, in the next moment, the Ghost King's body flew back and crashed ten or so meters away.
Zhao Fu's expression was cold as he walked over to the heavily injured and dying Ghost King. Looking at the Ghost King's injuries and how pitiful she looked, Zhao Fu decided to give her a quick death. He slowly raised his sword, causing it to give off a sharp black light.
Just as the sword was about to descend towards the Ghost King, Zhao Fu paused – he found that the Ghost King, who was lying on the ground, was looking at him with its blood-red eyes.
Facing her gaze, Zhao Fu didn't understand what was going on. However, just as Zhao Fu's sword descended and prepared to kill the Ghost King, the Ghost King's body collapsed and turned into ghostly qi.
The Ghost King's body collapsed on its own, turning into countless strands of Ghost Qi. However, it did not dissipate. Instead, it surged into her blood sword.
Because the blood-red sword had lost its owner, it had lost its blood-red luster and had become an ancient sword. Its surface was covered with holes, and its edge was blunt. It did not seem sharp at all, and it was a reddish-black color as if it had been stained with blood.
The sword looked like it was about to be destroyed, but it was completely different from the powerful feeling that the Ghost King had given off. It felt like a divine weapon had become trash.
However, this sword gave off a dense killing intent, and if it wasn't for this killing intent, Zhao Fu would have thought that the sword had been completely destroyed and would not have even been in the mood to look at it.
Zhao Fu bent down and tried to pick up the sword, but just as he touched the hilt, a cold aura flowed out from the sword and into Zhao Fu's body.
Zhao Fu paused as some scenes appeared in his mind.
This was an era of war, where countries were destroyed, and people were homeless. Their stomachs were rumbling with hunger, and corpses were strewn everywhere.
She had been the young miss of a large family, and she had sighed at the suffering of the world. She had put down her embroidery, taken off her clothes, picked up her weapons, and put on her armor, wanting to end this chaotic world.
She had fought countless battles in her life, and she was hailed as a heroine of her generation. However, it was a pity that she could not end this chaotic world, and she died in a cruel battle.
The sky was dyed blood-red, and a cold wind blew. It was bone-piercingly cold, and it felt as if one's body had been frozen. The ground was littered with the corpses of soldiers, and blood flowed everywhere, forming small streams. Not a single person had survived this battle.
She was covered in blood as she lay in a pile of corpses, staring blankly at the blood-red sky as she slowly died. This was her life.
When she was alive, she had killed countless people, and after death, she had become a terrifying Ghost of Slaughter, roaming the world.
The scenes stopped, and Zhao Fu came back to his senses. He picked up the Slaughtering Ghost Sword, stood up, and thought back to the scenes in his mind. These were most likely the Ghost King's memories. No wonder the Domain she had created was like that – it was because she had died there. Zhao Fu now understood.
At the same time, Zhao Fu could sense that the Ghost King was within the Slaughtering Ghost Sword. She seemed to have become an item spirit, or had she always been like this?
Zhao Fu didn't quite understand, and he looked at the Slaughtering Ghost Sword's stats.
[Slaughtering Ghost Sword]: Grade: Half-Epic, Stats: Strength + 20, Intelligence + 15, Constitution + 10, Agility + 10, Description: The Ghost of Slaughter is one of the most powerful Ghosts in the Underworld. A terrifying sword formed from this sword.
"Haha …"
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