Chapter 90: The Ghost King's Ferocity

  "I didn't expect to be mistaken," the man opposite said in a low voice. He was about thirty or forty years old, wearing a suit of armor, with a scar on his cold and stern cheek, holding a bronze ancient sword, pointing at Guo Ming.

  "Let go! Your cultivation is not easy, and I don't have the heart to make a move," Guo Ming said calmly. As soon as his voice fell, before the other party could respond, Guo Ming's entire body suddenly burst out with an aura, a dragon's roar resounded throughout the space, and the seal set up by the Ghost King also began to shake violently.

  Guo Ming's momentum continued to rise, and when it reached a peak, it transformed into a shocking flash of lightning that thundered in the dark night sky, forcibly tearing apart the seal set by the Ghost King, causing the entire Shenzhen to tremble with unease.

  Then the lightning transformed into a long sword in Guo Ming's hand, with the sword in hand, Guo Ming took a step forward, and his eyes locked onto the Ghost King like two Buddhist lamps, pointing from afar, to fight or to flee? Only these two options.

  "Are you trying to force me? The Ghost King's face turned ugly."

  "No, I don't want to be an enemy with anyone," Guo Ming shook his head and said. "But when you take out this treasure, this place will become a living hell. I won't allow that to happen, so it's better for you to leave now!"

  The Demon King raised his head and looked up at the sky. The moon was not yet in its zenith, but it was close. He said coldly, "Do you think you can stop me?"

  "You can try? Guo Ming smiled calmly."

  The Demon King was stunned, could the other party have really reached the Golden Core stage? Impossible! But why was he so calm? For a moment, he also hesitated. He could contend with strong people below the Golden Core, but he couldn't contend with the Golden Core strong people alone. Such a person had already communicated with heaven and earth, and was closely connected with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, absolutely not something they could contend with.

  The Demon King fell into deep thought and didn't speak, Guo Ming also didn't force him, but what Guo Ming didn't see was the severe light flashing in his opponent's eyes.

  The old man, who had experienced many things in his life, looked up at the time and hastily said: "Fellow Taoist, he is stalling for time. When it reaches midnight, with the help of evil spirits, his ghostly powers will surge."

  The Demon King glared at the old Daoist with a fierce gaze, his voice cold as he said, "Hmph, what do you take me for? Am I that kind of person?" Although he spoke thus, his face did undergo a subtle change. Indeed, today his goal was to obtain the treasure, and facing an opponent whose depths were unfathomable, he had no choice but to be cautious.

  Xin'er also nodded and said: "High-hand brother, Grandpa is right, hurry up and get rid of him."

  Guo Ming turned back to Xiner with a smile and said, "Do you remember what your brother told you earlier? The Demon King is nothing. If he comes alone, I'll chop him once; if he comes in pairs, I'll cut them down in twos."

  The Demon King looked down on him in his heart, secretly thinking that the other was too arrogant. Suddenly, he felt a strong sense of crisis and burst out scolding, "You little brat, you're resorting to tricks!"

  A kitchen knife transformed into a flying arrow shooting down from above, with the Ghost-Exorcising Talisman on it that made his heart skip a beat.

  He never expected that the seemingly loyal Guo Ming would use such a despicable method. Taking advantage of his conversation with Xin'er, he used the gap to complete a perfect sneak attack with Lao Dao.

  The old Taoist's ghost-killing spell landed on the kitchen knife controlled by Guo Ming in time.

  With a stumble, the Ghost King took a step back, staring blankly at the kitchen knife stuck in his chest, its piercing golden light continuously disrupting his functions.

  Lao Dao smiled and exchanged a glance with Guo Ming, who hadn't expected their first collaboration to be so perfect.

  "You actually used a kitchen knife on me? I'm the notorious Soul Reaper King who has roamed the underworld, and you dare to treat me like this?" The Ghost King laughed loudly.

  The three of them didn't laugh, and it was clear that the other side had fallen into a violent rage, this was just the prelude.

  "I want you to pay with your lives, a hundred ghosts as sacrifice, kill for me," the cold Ghost King said.

  One by one, the ghosts burst out of his body, each letting out a shrill cry as they pounced on the three. Every ghost's mouth spewed out corrosive breath, and the thick, heavy ghostly energy almost filled the entire space.

  In such a space, if it weren't for the protection of the law, I'm afraid you would be demonized in an instant. Guo Ming, Lao Dao is still okay, but Xin Er's small face turned pale in an instant.

  Guo Ming took a step forward and entered Xin'er's circle, his large hand grasping Xin'er's small hand. The true yuan in his body circulated rapidly and flowed into Xin'er's body. In an instant, her small face flushed red.

  A golden light rose around him, and through the haze, he could vaguely see wailing ghosts constantly attacking his defensive spell array.

  "Thank you, brother," Xinxin said sweetly.

  "Hehe, no need to thank me, brother knows you've arranged the Golden Armor God Soldiers around me for my sake, this is what should be done," Guo Ming couldn't help but pinch her delicate nose and chuckled.

  This time Xīn'er didn't drop his hand, and instead smiled: "Big brother, what kind of person are you? You're so fierce?"

  "I'm a cultivator just like you, Guo Ming smiled and said. The only difference is that you're the successor of the talisman, while I'm the successor of the Golden Elixir method."

  "Which of those two is more powerful?" Xiaotou asked hastily, tilting her little head.

  Guo Ming really wanted to tell her that the Golden Elixir method was the right way, but thinking that the other party was young and had already achieved success with talismans, it was not impossible to cultivate to the Golden Elixir stage. The words he wanted to say were immediately suppressed. If he said the pros and cons, it would raise doubts in this little girl's heart about his own cultivation method, which would be a loss.

  He gently patted her head and said in a soft voice, "Girl, there is no powerful technique, only persistent willpower. The path of cultivation is not smooth sailing, without opportunities, without luck, and without great perseverance, it is impossible to reach the realm of Golden Elixir."

  "Uh-huh, I understand. Don't worry, brother. Heart will definitely cultivate to the Golden Elixir stage." Heart clenched her small fist and said firmly.

  The old Taoist nearby, seeing that his granddaughter was unharmed, also put down his guard and, looking at the arrogant ghosts outside, let out a loud shout and threw the peach wood sword in his hand into the sky.

  At the same time, four invincible golden-armored divine soldiers appeared around him. The old Taoist murmured, "Ten thousand swords return to their origin, transform into form."

  The peach wood sword in his hand flew quickly into the air, splitting into two, then four, and then eight, soon transforming into a myriad of cyan-colored swords that surrounded the sky, swirling continuously. The heavens and earth were filled with intense sword energy, and the sound of clashing swords hummed loudly.

  "Hmph, you think these things can stop my Hundred Ghosts Sacrifice? The Demon King stood with his hands behind his back and said in a cold voice."

  "You have to try it out to know, the old man said with a hearty laugh."

  "Give me the sword."

  With a single order from Lao Dao, the Fa swords in the entire sky immediately turned their heads and slashed towards the hundred evil spirits.

  Sword energy surged and swirled, strange and eerie. This space seemed to be overwhelmed by the sword energy of the tyrant, destroying everything. Even the strongest attack would have a weak point, and when the dust settled, the old Taoist exclaimed in shock: "How is this possible?"

  One hundred ghostly spirits all fell to the ground, their bodies almost pierced through by the law swords, yet not a single one was shattered by the law swords. On the contrary, those ghostly spirits began to rapidly recover, the law swords within their bodies started to dissolve and eventually disappeared.

  The King of Ghosts waved his hand, and a terrifying aura enveloped their bodies. When the aura dissipated, one hundred complete ghostly spirits stood in mid-air, staring at the old Taoist with piercing eyes.

  "Grandpa," Xin'er called out. Her voice was filled with unconcealable worry.

  "Haha, don't worry, watch how Grandpa deals with them. I've been through the south and north for decades, how could I not have some skills? Today, I'll have a good fight with him. Let's see just how powerful the Ghost King is. Five Elements Flag comes out, ghosts and spirits dodge."

  The old Daoist flew into mid-air and five flags suddenly flew out from behind him, quickly inserting themselves in the five directions of those ghosts.

  Their expressions changed slightly, and the old Taoist's hands moved as he shouted: "The Five Elements rise, Metal in the East."

  A loud crash, the eastern direction suddenly burst out a series of iron and steel golden sounds, followed by various weapons with the Ghost-destroying Curse striking towards hundreds of dark souls.

  The law in his hand changed again, and Lao Dao scolded: "Western wood."

  Those ghosts thought they could dodge, but never expected danger under their feet. Round logs appeared out of nowhere and heavily struck them, flying them away. As they lost their senses, a long hairpin was inserted into their chests. Just as they were about to counterattack, a look of horror suddenly appeared on the ghost's face.

  But it was the Ghost-Exterminating Spell that took effect, directly incinerating their ghostly souls.

  Southern Water

  It was as if the purifying water of the Jade Pool, one by one, the ghosts saw the rushing water and frantically rushed outwards. Several ghostly objects that dodged too late didn't even have time to let out a miserable cry before disappearing into the flowing water.

  "Northern Fire."

  A surging and turbulent heavenly fire seemed to have flown in from outside the sky, and as soon as it appeared, it burned several ghostly creatures to death.

  Central soil.

  Thick virtue carries things, that is to say the earth, the earth's thickness, the earth's grandeur, the earth's mighty blow completely annihilated the last few ghostly objects under the ground.

  The old Daoist put away the Five Elements Flag and looked at the Ghost King: "Bring out all your tricks now!"

  "You surprise me, but unfortunately for you, if that's all you've got, then it's destined that you'll fall here today," the Ghost King laughed loudly and said, "Today I'll let you see my skill - Devour."

  As soon as the words fell, the Ghost King set up his horse step, opened his big mouth, and first a gentle breeze blew up. However, the scene that followed made the three of them change color in anger. A heaven and earth pressure that was hard to resist hit their souls heavily. This is not all, a strong suction force made it impossible for them to control their own shape. The golden light shield that rose to protect them only lasted for a moment before shattering. The footsteps of the three continued to move forward, and their target was none other than the Ghost King.

  Everything in this space moved, the altar, the mast, the soil, and the fallen leaves all turned into arrows flying into the ghost king's mouth. From a distance, it can be seen that his mouth has become a huge spacetime vortex, which is not an exaggeration to call a black hole, swallowing everything in front of him.

  "What's going on with Dao Chang? Guo Ming had one hand holding Xiner, and the other hand inserted his sword into the ground. However, despite this, he was still slowly moving towards Gui Wang, leaving a large gash on the ground."

  The old Taoist had a gloomy face, the soul impact just now made him suffer a not light injury, his four golden armor divine soldiers were also sucked into the mouth of that ghostly object, now his moving speed was faster than Guo Ming.