Chapter 54: Phantom Beast

  At dawn, Wu Ya woke up and casually ate some leftover cold meat from yesterday. He also packed some more, summoned Xiao Cui, rode on its back, and headed towards the direction of the mist. Since there was news about the divine weapon, how could he possibly let it go? There was still a blank page in the "Mystical Weapon Canon". No matter whether it was a divine or demonic weapon, he had to try his best to get it into the "Mystical Weapon Canon".

  As for thinking it over, sorry, come back and continue thinking it over later!

  With Xiao Cui present, after a few hours, he entered the fog, and couldn't help but shiver. From afar, visibility was getting smaller and smaller, the fog presented in black color, smelling it didn't have any toxic gas, just an eerie tightness.

  As we get closer to the misty magic mountain, the surrounding plants become darker. The originally lush trees start to change from dark green to a gloomy black color. The deeper we go, the darker it becomes, and the fog grows thicker and colder. This chill is different from yesterday's at Luoxing Stone, it's a kind of cold that seeps into your bones, even stopping your heart from beating.

  "Let's stop here for now, I'll go in alone."

  Wu Ya patted Xiao Cui, and then flew down to see if there was any danger. Xiao Cui obediently put him down. The trees and fallen leaves were all black, but some seemed to have withered and turned grayish-white. They crumbled at the slightest touch, like burnt paper scraps. With each step, a cloud of leaf ash would rise, making it seem as if someone was walking by, leaving behind a trail of mystery.

  Wu Ya had been walking in the dark forest for more than half an hour, and it was getting increasingly gloomy. He felt a chill run down his spine, and occasionally he would step on some white bones or something similar. However, due to the thickness of the fallen leaves, not many were exposed, and Wu Ya didn't have the heart to dig through the leaves to see how many white bones were buried underneath. The surroundings were very quiet, with only the rustling sound of leaves, and no signs of animals or magical beasts could be seen.

  The fog was getting thicker and thicker, if it were an ordinary person, they would not be able to see anything more than a meter away. Wu Ya, with his Palm Blade Master Sixth Stage strength, could still see about ten meters around him, but now it was as if he was locked in a small black room of twenty meters in diameter, his mood under severe pressure.

  "Hmm..."

  Suddenly, a strange gust of wind blew by, and Wu Yue's clothes were blown up. His heart was extremely vigilant, and at this moment, a shrill scream sounded in his ear, and a beam of light that seemed to come from nowhere tore through the fog and slashed towards him.

  "Clang......"

  Wu Ya held his sword to defend himself, and at the same time looked towards the thing that was attacking him. This glance almost made him faint with fright. He had seen dead people before, and he had also killed people before, but apart from himself, he had never seen a ghost before. The one in front of him was a completely white misty entity, holding a sword in its hand. Hmm, it's strange, this sword is actually solid, and has some rust on it!

  Whether it's alive or embroidered, what's in front of me is a ghost!

  "Master, this is not a ghost, but a magical beast composed of spiritual bodies, called the Phantom Beast. It is produced in areas with the heaviest demonic energy and environment, and can transform into various forms. As long as it sees daylight, its strength will be consumed until death. Its strength is only between second and third tier." Feng Ying came out, her light voice ringing in Wu Yue's ear.

  "What's the weakness of the demon beast?"

  Wu Ya's mind settled down, his strength was only between the second and third stages, equivalent to a human martial artist from master to grandmaster level. No wonder his sword was substantial, probably taken from some corpse.

  "Just use Xuan Qi to disperse it directly, and you can see that there is a core inside. Just blast it away." Feng Ying replied.

  Wu Ya nodded, stepped on the wind and rushed past like a ghost, the Ghost Beast seemed fierce but possibly hadn't been through battle for a long time, its movements were stiff. Wu Ya closed in, a wave of mysterious energy.

  "Huh, why can't I shake it off?"

  "The strength of the ghost beast is about the same as that of its master. The master must use corresponding power to disperse it."

  Upon hearing this, Wu Yue didn't hesitate to increase the amount of Xuan Qi, and indeed, another mournful shriek was heard. The Youling Beast dissipated immediately, and the embroidered sword in its hand also fell off. In front of Wu Yue, a pearl that flashed with white light appeared for an instant.

  "Broken..."

  The bead was cut in half, and the spirit body that had originally intended to gather frantically dispersed directly into thin air, this time without making any noise, just like that it died. At the same time, Feng Ying's voice sounded again: "Master, the Ghost Beast Bead is a good thing, can treat spiritual damage, calm the mind, and prevent going crazy during cultivation."

  "Hmm?" Wu Yue Hao didn't hesitate to take the two halves of the Ghost Beast Pearl, this thing might be able to sell for a good price. He didn't pay much attention to it and continued forward. His mood was much better now than before, although the Ghost Beast was eerie, at least this eerie place had living creatures, it wasn't desolate. Sometimes loneliness is the most terrifying thing.

  Another 15 minutes passed, and Wu Ya felt a sense of desolation, but actually not much fear. Damn it, the ghostly beasts were getting more and more numerous, filling his vision with a dense, crawling mass that floated around him, making his scalp tingle despite knowing they were magical creatures.

  "Hmm...".

  Fifteen minutes have passed, and Wu Ya doesn't know how many ghost beasts he has scattered. At first, he would still collect the ghost beast pearls, but now, forget it, who has time to collect them? He knows how those sinners died after entering - they were exhausted to death. To scatter these ghost beasts with the same strength, one must thoroughly destroy them. How much of his own Xuan Qi can he consume?

  He made a swift decision, Wu Yue flashed away. He was just here to probe in the first place, now he knew that the divine soldier wasn't something easy to obtain. He'll wait until later when he has the capability, he didn't want to risk his life for the divine soldier.

  Knowing that they would get lost, Wu Ya had already made marks and also let Feng Ying remember the direction. They quickly mobilized the remaining Xuan Qi and flew towards the exit. However, just as they were about to rush out of ten meters, a tragic event occurred in the blink of an eye. A sudden burst of suction force came from behind, causing Wu Ya's entire body to retreat wildly.

  "No way, is this a place where you can enter but not exit?" Wu Ya's face turned pale.

  "Master, it's the Swallowing Heaven Sword!" Feng Ying reminded.

  Subconsciously lowering his head to take a look, this sword brother is at it again. Unbeknownst to him, another sword tip emerged from behind his back. The Swallowing Heaven Sword flashed with silver-white runes as he madly charged into the depths of the mist. Wherever he passed, the ghostly beasts retreated in droves. Unfortunately, the Swallowing Heaven Sword didn't intend to help eliminate them, and after retreating, they regrouped and wildly chased after him.

  Wu Ya was on the verge of tears, looking at the densely packed "ghosts" chasing after him. Wu Ya felt that if he stopped now, he would definitely be overwhelmed and not even leave any ashes behind. He said, "Sword brother, you shouldn't want your master to die, should you?"

  Swallowing the Heaven Sword, even birds didn't dare to approach him. He remained calm and composed, but the ghostly beasts behind him grew more numerous. Wu Ya's heart was filled with gloom, yet he wasn't very afraid; instead, he felt a thrill of excitement, thinking that this might be an opportunity to obtain another divine artifact, just like the Seven Stars Divine Halberd last time.

  "Wind is full, remember direction!"

  Collect! Collect!