Mo Wen's body had already approached the Three Heads and Six Arms realm, because he obtained the corpse of a Ten Heads Divine Void cultivator from Chi Mei Lao Guai, his battle body had increased by an unknown number of levels.

  At this time, it burst out, even the Wan Soul Ghost King condensed by the Holy Treasure Wan Soul Banner couldn't withstand it.

  In just a few breaths, the Myriad Souls Ghost King was on the verge of collapse.

  "Hmph, who would have thought that I, a noble young master, would suffer a setback at your hands? Oh well, oh well. For the sake of a genius cultivator like you, losing a single divine soul clone is worth it."

  Tian Shi Gongzi shook his head, this Yuan Shen clone of his was separated from his original Yuan Shen, once lost, it would take dozens of years to cultivate back, far more costly than hiding the Yuan Shen clone in the Wan Hun Fan.

  But at this time, there is no other way. If no measures are taken, the Holy Soul Banner will be snatched away by this monk.

  Boom!

  A loud noise was heard, and the primordial spirit of Tian Shi Gongzi suddenly split into pieces, then transformed into a stream of soul light that surged into the body of Wan Hun Gui Wang.

  The next moment, a terrifying aura burst out from the body of the King of Ten Thousand Souls, and in just an instant, the aura of the King of Ten Thousand Souls suddenly surged more than twice.

  "The means of a soul-cultivating immortal." Mo Wen's eyes flashed with surprise, but the means employed by Tian Shi Gongzi were not simple soul techniques, rather they were a type of technique that only a soul-cultivating immortal could control.

  "You actually know about Soul Cultivators, your knowledge isn't bad."

  A low and mournful voice came from the mouth of the King of Ten Thousand Ghosts, only to see that his face changed and transformed into the appearance of Tian Shi Gongzi.

  He was able to know the soul cultivator, because he was in the underworld and was also a direct disciple of Tú Tiān Shī Shén, so he could touch some things that others couldn't.

  In the vast expanse of the universe, there are very few cultivators who know about soul cultivation. The most likely place to find soul cultivators is undoubtedly in the Underworld. It can be said that among ten soul cultivators, at least seven are from the Underworld School.

  However, he is not a pure spiritual cultivator. The system of cultivation has too few people practicing it now, not only because the cultivation is too difficult, but also because the methods of this type of cultivator are too single-minded and extreme, which is not a perfect way of cultivation.

  However, as a disciple of the Butcher Heaven Corpse God, he still cultivated some soul secrets that others did not know. These secrets belonged to the Divine Soul Path, but it was not necessarily necessary for soul cultivators to cultivate them. He could also cultivate them successfully through some special secrets.

  It was precisely because of the secret art of Shen Hun Dao that he could increase the power of Wan Hun Gui Wang several times.

  After the primordial spirit of Heavenly Corpse's son merged into the body of Wan Hun Ghost King, Wan Hun Ghost King became the incarnation of Heavenly Corpse's son, completely controlled by Heavenly Corpse's son.

  "I'd like to see now, whose power is stronger, the Soul Reaper's War Hammer!"

  The low, muffled voice of the Wan Soul Ghost King was like a clap of thunder, and the rolling thunder shook away all the clouds in the sky. A three-thousand-meter-long battle hammer fell fiercely, its power at least three times greater than before!

  Boom!

  Two enormous figures collided, unleashing a terrifying force that swept across the land, instantly creating a massive crater thousands of miles wide on the ground, leveling mountains to the ground, as if it were doomsday.

  Mo Wu's body flew out, smashing through a dozen or so mountain peaks along the way. The sturdy war armor had cracks all over it, and blood kept flowing out of those cracks.

  "What a terrifying power."

  In a battle of the same level, this was Mo Wu's first time being inferior to others in terms of strength. After merging with Tian Shi Gongzi's Yuanshen clone, Wan Hun Gui Wang's strength surpassed that of Cang Tian Zhan Ti by a huge margin!

  "Among peers, few dare to provoke my dignity. I admire your courage, but... you will have to pay the price for this."

  The young master of Tian Shi, who had transformed into the King of Ten Thousand Ghosts, stepped forward step by step, his aura almost reaching a critical point.

  A flash of dim light, and the Myriad Souls War-Hammer swung over once again. The sky was filled with illusions, and in just a single blink of an eye, it had swung out over a hundred times.

  Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

  Mo asked incessantly, the enormous Astral Body was almost blown into a thousand-meter-deep layer of soil, and on its hundred-zhang-tall body, hundreds of cracks appeared, with blood flowing like water, swaying precariously, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

  "Die!"

  The brutal war hammer of Wan Hun smashed one of Mo Wu's skulls to pieces, blood splashing everywhere, and a river of blood had already appeared on the ground.

  However, blood is just an ordinary ability for him. Don't ask how he can recover with just a thought, and no matter how much blood he loses, it doesn't make a difference to him.

  The attack of the Heavenly Corpse Crown Prince was extremely ferocious, with hammer blows coming one after another, showing no mercy at all. He hated that Mo Xie wasn't being torn into a million pieces. Two out of the three heads of the Celestial Battle Body were smashed to smithereens.

  However, no matter how severe the injury was, Mo Xun remained standing upright.

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