“Hmph! What do you mean? To kill you, of course!” roared Ghost King Bai Dun.
He could finally shout the words he had been wanting to say for a long time.
Ever since this damn Yama appeared, he felt his life had been incredibly stifling!
Previously, the Five Great Ghost Kings were roughly equal in strength, and none of them could do anything to the others. Everyone had lived in peace and harmony.
But after Yama appeared, his strength was far superior to theirs, allowing him to beat up whoever he pleased! Who could stand that?
Besides, it was obvious that the disk inside the grand hall was a treasure they needed to fight for. Naturally, they had to deal with the strongest one, Yama, first.
At this moment, Baili Mo and the others also reached an agreement to eliminate Yama first!
After all, Huang Tianbao's attitude toward Man Xiong just now made them realize they had no chance of replacing him. Since he could not be used for their own benefit, they would kill him!
“Old Bai, why are you wasting your breath on him?” Ghost King Hong Dun said impatiently.
With that, Ghost King Hong Dun was the first to make a move, throwing a punch!
“Boom!”
The pitch-black ghostly energy shattered the void as the terrifying pressure of the Unity Stage crashed down upon them.
Without waiting for Huang Tianbao to make a move, the other four Ghost Kings—Qing Dun, Huang Dun, Bai Dun, and Hei Dun—all attacked at the same time.
“Boom! Boom!”
Ghostly energy churned and massive waves of energy crashed directly toward Huang Tianbao.
“Hmph... I think you all have a death wish!”
Huang Tianbao snorted coldly, his eyes narrowing as he flipped his hand and summoned the Hundred Million Soul Banner!
Inside the banner, tens of thousands of souls wailed as a pitch-black yin wind swept out furiously.
The power of hundreds of millions of resentful souls exploded violently, blocking the first wave of the five Ghost Kings' fierce onslaught.
The Five Great Ghost Kings were all at the Unity Stage. Having known each other for many years, they possessed a tacit understanding in offense and defense, giving Huang Tianbao absolutely no room to catch his breath.
Ghost King Hei Dun reached out and summoned his ghost-headed broadsword, slashing toward Huang Tianbao.
The other four Ghost Kings followed closely behind, unleashing a continuous and endless stream of lethal moves.
Huang Tianbao held the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and resisted with all his might.
The shadows of the banner filled the sky, devouring the ghostly energy as he single-handedly held his ground against the five Unity Stage Ghost Kings.
As soon as the battle began, the five Ghost Kings were shocked. This damn Yama's strength had actually increased again!
The last time the five of them teamed up against Huang Tianbao, they had held a slight advantage and gained the upper hand. Now, this fellow could actually withstand their attacks!
...
On the other side, Lu Ming's battlefield was equally intense.
He was single-handedly facing three ancient clan powerhouses whose cultivation had been suppressed to the Soul Transformation Stage.
However, these three were all above the Mahayana Stage—they were Half-Immortal powerhouses. Even with their combat power suppressed, their foundations remained terrifying.
Only their cultivation realm was suppressed; their combat experience and mastery of techniques were not diminished in the slightest.
Master Fa Zhen suppressed him with Buddhist seals, his chanting disturbing the soul:
“Amitabha. Benefactor, I see that you possess excellent wisdom roots and share a destiny with our Ancient Buddha Sect. Why not take refuge in our Buddha?”
Lu Ming's figure flickered as he dodged Fa Zhen's attack!
“Destined my foot! I think you share an even greater destiny with my Heavenly Demon Sect!”
At this moment, a flash of murderous intent crossed Baili Mo's eyes. This damn old monk was trying to trick someone again. He absolutely could not let him succeed!
Once the fight began, they also did not expect that this guy, who had been chased around by the Immortal Saber back then, would actually be so powerful!
The issue was that his strength had not been suppressed at all. Not only was he not suppressed, but even the group of people following him was unaffected!
Baili Mo gripped his broadsword and slashed at Lu Ming.
The Ancient Fiend Yan Linglong's movement technique was feminine and eerie. She followed closely behind, summoning her black umbrella to attack Lu Ming.
The three of them coordinated flawlessly, completely sealing off all of Lu Ming's paths of retreat.
Lu Ming's gaze focused. Not daring to be careless, he quickly summoned Ye Fan.
“Immortal Saber, it's time to show what you've got!”
Ye Fan, who was already depressed, became even more furious upon hearing Lu Ming's words.
Ah... Immortal Saber! How do you have the face to call me that out loud? Where the fuck do I look even remotely like an Immortal Saber right now?!
Previously, he had been too busy being angry about his appearance to notice that his grade had actually increased.
But he had no idea what that damn Lu Ming had done! He was actually covered in black smoke...
Compared to his previous sparkling, brilliant glow, where on his entire body did he look like an immortal artifact now?
If someone said he was a demonic artifact, people would actually believe it!
He was originally furious and about to curse at Lu Ming. But seeing the situation Lu Ming was facing, the angry Ye Fan suddenly felt a bit less furious.
It's here, it's here! The opportunity has come. Today is the day I backstab and kill this damn mortal.
He decided that he would pretend to cooperate at first, and then deliver a fatal blow once he saw an opening.
When Fa Zhen and the others saw Lu Ming take out his weapon, they were also taken aback, and their attacks slowed by a beat.
They were old fogies who had lived for countless years. It was their first time seeing someone's weapon look like a bumpy, lumpy mass.
“What on earth is this thing? It's way too ugly!” Baili Mo muttered under his breath even as he raised his broadsword to slash at Lu Ming.
Ye Fan instantly exploded with rage.
It was one thing for others not to recognize him, but this damn fellow actually failed to recognize him too!
What a waste! I nurtured this blade for so many years. Just because I changed my appearance, you don't recognize me anymore. It serves you right that you lost your saber...
At this moment, Lu Ming had no time for anything else, as Baili Mo's broadsword was already right in front of his eyes.
Without hesitation, Lu Ming raised Ye Fan to meet Baili Mo's broadsword.
Seeing this, a look of disdain flashed in Baili Mo's eyes.
Although the broadsword in his hand was not an immortal artifact, it was still at the level of a semi-immortal artifact. How dared this guy use such an ugly thing to clash with his weapon?
“You and your ugly weapon can go to hell!” Baili Mo grinned savagely, putting more force into his slash toward Lu Ming.
Damn bastard, how dare you call me ugly! Go to hell!
Ye Fan also went wild, coordinating with Lu Ming to smash hard against Baili Mo's broadsword.
Clang!
Crack!
The moment Baili Mo was sent flying backward, his eyes widened in shock. For his broadsword had actually been shattered by that ugly thing!
He himself was also sent flying from the impact.
Fa Zhen and Yan Linglong also stared with wide eyes, especially Yan Linglong, who was so terrified that she quickly tried to pull back her black umbrella.
But it was already too late. After smashing Baili Mo's broadsword, Lu Ming spun around and struck down on Yan Linglong's black umbrella.
“How dare you!” Yan Linglong's expression shifted as she cried out in anger.
Crack!
The black umbrella shattered, its fragments scattering all over the ground.
Meanwhile, Fa Zhen's Buddhist seal also struck Lu Ming.
Crack! A layer of Lu Ming's protective dharma robe shattered, and he was also sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto the ground.
...
On Man Xiong's side, the battle was proving to be quite difficult.
Zhuo Yuan's movement technique was as swift as the wind, and her demon blades were tricky and insidious. She constantly circled him to launch sneak attacks, one after another.
Huangpu Tao's imperial power was heavy and overbearing, clashing with him head-on.
One was cunning and the other was straightforward, their combination of speed and strength firmly trapping Man Xiong.
Man Xiong relied solely on his pair of barbarian fists and his Barbarian Tyrant Body to fight to the bitter end, using his powerful physical body to withstand all attacks.
He roared as he charged, his fists punching out in a wild frenzy. He barely managed to withstand the pincer attack of the two, relying entirely on brute force to hold on through the dangerous situation.
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