Chapter 686: Chapter 201: Free Attribute Points Breakthrough a Hundred! The... The Great Revered One? (10,000-word Mega Chapter for Subscriptions)_1

Because... everything that happened tonight was challenging the Nether Blade Saber General’s understanding.

It was the first time he had seen someone with such terrifying strength.

And it was also the first time seeing the Ghost King, his own lord, showing such a humble attitude.

It was the first time he knew that the Ghost King was actually the mount of an immortal Buddha!

It was also the first time he saw someone slaying his lord, the Ghost King!

One unprecedented event after another was occurring.

It struck a heavy blow to his psyche.

He even began to doubt whether everything unfolding before him was real or an illusion. Had he, without realizing it, been dragged into an unknown enemy’s fantasy?

He was bewildered.

And stupefied!

The Nether Blade Ghost General watched, his eyes wide open, as his lord, the Ghost King, was shattered by Fan Wu’s sword, like an iceberg bathed in towering flames.

An iceberg is indeed hard to melt, but if it’s placed under the scorching sun, it will vanish in the blink of an eye.

The scene before him was just like that.

His lord, the Ghost King, was that iceberg, and Fan Wu from Qiulong Temple, was that raging sun!

"How could this be? How could this be? How could this be?" The Nether Blade Saber General kept mumbling these words.

His hands clenched the ground tightly, grasping up clods of earth.

His face was filled with inconceivable shock.

The terrifying ghost face was full of disbelief.

The Nether Blade Saber General refused to accept this reality; he couldn’t bear the situation unfolding before him. Like a mad demon, he stared fixedly at Fan Wu’s retreating figure, his ghostly face gradually twisting into ferocity.

Even if the image of the Myriad Sons Ghost King crumbled in his heart, his loyalty to the Myriad Sons Ghost King remained unshaken.

The culprit who had slain his lord, the Ghost King, he, the Nether Blade Ghost General, would sacrifice his life if necessary to slay him!

He must take this man down personally!

This person must still be reveling in the excitement of slaying the Ghost King right now, and he was right behind him, with his back turned. That meant this moment was the perfect opportunity for a stealth attack, the only chance he could seize.

If he couldn’t grasp this opportunity, there would never be another to slay Fan Wu from Qiulong Temple.

Rage surged from the bottom of his heart.

Malice sprouted at the edge of his gall.

The Nether Blade Saber General, as if disregarding Fan Wu’s power, or perhaps seeing an excellent opportunity for a stealth attack, refused to believe that a human body had its limits. No matter how powerful a cultivator was, unguarded, they could not withstand a dagger plunged into their flesh.

Most cultivators possessed profound mystical abilities, but their physical bodies were not especially sturdy.

Even those cultivators who specialized in physical strength had limits to their bodily resilience and could not possibly compare to the flesh of demons and devils.

In the eyes of the Nether Blade Saber General, Fan Wu was just such a cultivator.

Fan Wu from Qiulong Temple!

Meet your death!!!

The Nether Blade Saber General roared inwardly, a roar he dared not voice aloud for fear of alerting Fan Wu. He swiftly transformed into a mass of gray yin energy, striking towards Fan Wu’s back with the speed of lightning!

As he was about to close in on Fan Wu, he materialized into a ghastly form and quickly drew a short dagger from his waist.

The short dagger in his hand, wreathed in yin energy, clearly looked like no ordinary weapon, much like his guandao.

When such a dagger touched Fan Wu’s back,

A look of wild joy spread across the sinister face of the Nether Blade Saber General.

He had succeeded!!

He had prevailed!!

This man... having had the fortune to slay the Ghost King, was indeed negligent, indeed bloated with pride.

Hahaha!

The Nether Blade Saber General had finally avenged the Ghost King, and his lord’s spirit in heaven could... could...

"What?"

Just as he was about to let out a triumphant smile, he was shocked to discover that the short dagger in his hand had shattered.

The broken dagger caused his excited expression to freeze on his face, his look of disbelief once again overtaking his features.

"How is this possible?!" The Nether Blade Saber General could no longer contain himself, he exclaimed loudly: "Even a demon would be injured if stealth-attacked by me like this, right?!!"

"Is that a possibility?" At that moment, Fan Wu turned slowly around with a slight smile and looked at the Nether Blade Saber General: "Could it be that my body’s purity is just a little stronger than that of the so-called demons and devils?"

"You... you..." The Nether Blade Saber General was at a loss for words, overwhelmed and despairing.

He looked at Fan Wu before him, then at the shattered dagger in his hand.

Then.

He saw Fan Wu from Qiulong Temple raising a great sword toward him. The sight of this sword felt familiar to him, but at the moment, he couldn’t remember its name.

Pffft!!

The sharp tip of the Demon-slaying Sword effortlessly pierced through the Nether Blade Saber General’s abdomen.

The intense pain that radiated from his belly nearly caused the Nether Blade Saber General’s eyes to pop out. His body uncontrollably shook violently, and the shattered dagger in his hand loosened and clattered to the ground.