CHAPTER 86: CHAPTER 86: THE SKELETON GHOST KING TAKES ACTION_1

"We can’t keep this up!"

The worsening battle situation made Zhang Yangtian frown slightly. He decided to fight with his full power. The might of Yin and Yang erupted from his body, splitting Heaven and Earth into two separate worlds.

The world to his left was bathed in radiant sunlight, filled with a potent Yang energy.

The world to his right was dim, suffused with a gloomy atmosphere dominated by a chilling Yin aura.

Zhang Yangtian stood between these two worlds, like a celestial deity who reigned over the power of Yin and Yang. His black and white robe swayed as he pointed to the void with his hands, conjuring two finger seals that descended with immense power.

In previous clashes, he had concealed his actual power, intending to lower someone’s vigilance. However, given the present circumstances, he had to launch a full-on attack, or the disciples of Changeable Mansion would be in grave danger.

"Die!" Zhang Yangtian roared, his black hair flying wildly. Wherever his two finger seals passed, the void shuddered incessantly.

The ground beneath couldn’t endure the immense pressure and cracked open, revealing a multitude of terrifying fissures.

The two Skull Ghost Generals were momentarily stunned, their hearts filled with apprehension. A thick ghostly aura erupted from their bodies, forming multiple protective layers around them in defense.

BOOM!

In the next instant, the destructive blow reached them, slamming into their bodies and emitting an earth-shaking roar. A shockwave carrying terrifying energy rippled out into the surroundings.

Not far away, a boulder so large it would take ten people to encircle it shattered into pieces, transforming into dust in the air.

"ROAR!"

The two Skull Ghost Generals let out a despairing roar as the energy shields before them rapidly collapsed. They lacked any resistance against the two finger seals that struck them down.

Such a powerful attack! Qin Wudao, who had been battling the ghost army, was secretly astonished by Zhang Yangtian’s assault. He sensed in those two finger seals the kind of power only a Heavenly Realm Martial Artist could possess.

Typically, ordinary individuals with special constitutions could fight against those of a higher level. However, those among the top one hundred special constitutions could battle entities two ranks higher; their combat abilities were tremendously mighty.

"Dark Traceless!" Duan Yonghui’s raging roar echoed across the battlefield. Countless illusory afterimages streaked across the void, confusing the Skull Ghost General and making it dizzy.

At that moment, an afterimage solidified, and a black fire dragon burst through the space, devouring the Skull Ghost General in one bite.

Sparks of fire sprayed out, blooming in the void like a splendid flower, so beautiful it was breathtaking. Black sparks often possessed a unique beauty.

Damn it...

Why are their powers so strong?

The death of the five Ghost Generals was too much for the Skull Ghost King to bear. However, the more things progressed this way, the more cautious it became. Of course, this didn’t exclude the possibility that it was simply cowardly.

It tightly gripped its scepter, silently watching the battlefield below. It watched its kind being slain, disappearing from this world.

It was still waiting!

End this battle quickly! Zhang Yangtian looked deeply at Qin Wudao, then turned his head to urge Duan Yonghui.

As his words fell, he transformed into a human god of slaughter, massacring the ghost creatures without restraint. Death followed in his wake; even the Black Skull ghost creatures of the Transcendent Realm were no match for him now that he was going all out.

At this moment, he controlled the battlefield!

"Kill! Avenge our General!" deep voices echoed from within the ghost army. They were fearless, like moths rushing into a fire. With faith ingrained in their hearts, they were willing to accept even inevitable doom without a trace of regret.

This was a battle without the blood or bones of enemies, yet it was incredibly heroic.

After approximately a day of fierce fighting, the army of 100,000 ghosts had been almost annihilated. Within a ten-mile radius, only a few ghosts still struggled on their deathbeds.

The prodigies had won!

But the cost of this victory was profoundly heavy.

Aside from the prodigies of the Changeable Mansion and the Qin Empire, who were protected by Zhang Yangtian and Qin Wudao and thus suffered no casualties, the prodigies of other forces suffered heavily. More than half of the Azure Empire’s and Gun City’s forces were lost.

A portion of both the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect and the Lin Family had also fallen in battle.

"It’s finally over!" Nie Shaofeng gasped for breath, leaning on his heated battle spear. His pale face showed a hint of relief at surviving the ordeal.

The disciples wholeheartedly agreed. The battle had been too arduous, sapping nearly all the spiritual energy from their bodies.

Only Qin Wudao, Zhang Yangtian, and Duan Yonghui showed no signs of relief. On the contrary, their faces were gravely serious. Only the three of them understood that the greatest crisis had not yet arrived.

"Eternal Death Song!"

Atop Ten Thousand Sword Mountain, the Skull Ghost King took a deep breath. Its mid-stage Heavenly Realm aura erupted unrestrained. A dazzling white light illuminated the void, creating a white-colored world.

Within this world, countless white ghostly shadows darted back and forth, emitting low growls. A chorus of thousands of ghosts wailed, causing sorrow to resonate between Heaven and Earth.

The Lament of the Departed! These mournful tunes echoed in the ears of Qin Wudao and the others. They instinctively induced sadness, mysteriously lowering their moods, slowing the circulation of spiritual energy in their bodies, and suppressing their strength.

Sleep forever here!

Rest! In the world of dreams, you are supreme. Your every word carries weight. No one dares defy you. Why cling to harsh reality?

These softly whispered words echoed throughout the Ghost Tomb relic. They carried a bewitching power that relaxed vigilance, causing people to close their eyes and, as if hypnotized, become lost in the dream world.

In the dream, they resided in divine palaces, adorned with nine-dragon golden robes, holding swords of order, and seated on divine thrones, receiving the worship of all beings. Supreme power! Hidden ambitions!

Many whose willpower was weaker were completely entranced by the dream.

Success!

Watching the people close their eyes, the Skull Ghost King was ecstatic. It had gone to great lengths to execute this move, aiming to amplify their neglected ambitions while they were in a state of extreme weakness.

Everyone has ambitions; that’s normal. But once ambition is amplified, it becomes a devil, driving people mad, leading them astray, and causing them to succumb to demonic influence.

My clansmen, I will avenge you!

Your sacrifices were not in vain. Our clan will soon open the world’s spatial channel and head towards the outside world...

The Skull Ghost King muttered to itself, a trace of sadness appearing in its eyes, quickly replaced by excitement.

It raised its scepter high. The white light surrounding it exuded an infinite, sharp power, enveloping Qin Wudao and the others.

"Kill!"

"Fight!"

At the critical moment, Zhang Yangtian and Qin Wudao opened their eyes and launched an attack simultaneously.

One finger seal!

One sword strike!

Two dazzling techniques streaked across the sky, exuding divine light, as if everlasting.

This... how did you wake up?

The Skull Ghost King’s expression stiffened. It decided to deal with these two troublesome individuals first. The scepter in its hand suddenly thrust forward, shooting out a beam of gray light.

RUMBLE!

The three attacks collided. After a moment of stalemate, they dissipated.

Damn it, ancestral protection!

The Skull Ghost King was furious, desperate to end the battle quickly. With a swing of its left hand, it produced five golden energy orbs that glowed radiantly.

These were left behind by its ancestor, the previous Skull Ghost King, and had special functions.

Ancestors, I’m sorry!

It gritted its teeth, its face filled with shame, and forcefully shattered the energy orbs. They formed five dense clusters of spiritual energy.