Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 337 - 143: Daoist Priest Fan Steps into the Netherworld! The Mysterious Kings of the Ten Halls? (10,000-word mega - , subscribe please)_6
He chewed forcefully a few times.
Swallowed it down.
The lame evil spirit hadn’t even issued a scream before it was devoured by the Ghost General, instantaneously becoming part of its soul body.
This place was not only home to this lame evil spirit but also hosted other numerous malevolent specters. The Ghost General glanced over fiercely at these trembling evil spirits and bellowed, "What are you still dawdling here for? Hurry and inform the other nine Ghost Generals! Quick, inform the Ghost King!!"
"Wait a moment!"
Suddenly, it halted a few evil spirits that seemed fairly strong. With an intimidating presence, it commanded the terror-stricken specters, "You few, follow me to confront those living humans, and make sure to guard that fissure strictly, not letting any specters approach it!"
"Yes! Ghost General!" The evil spirits dared not show anger, only haste, promptly responding and then scurrying to follow.
Under the lead of the Ghost General.
A legion of malevolent spirits under the Ghost King of the Ten Halls transformed into ghostly figures and hurriedly dashed toward a certain direction.
The entire domain of the Ghost King of the Ten Halls.
Was thrown into utter chaos.
A scene of tumultuous excitement.
The Ghost General, escorting a group of evil spirits, flew for no more than a moment when it suddenly sensed several auras not far ahead, exceptionally jarring within the Netherworld. It could clearly perceive that it was the unique Yang energy of living humans!
One?
Two?
Three?
There were actually as many as three living humans’ auras, and additionally, there was an aura that felt like some kind of domestic animal.
"Audacious to the extreme," the Ghost General chuckled coldly.
After these people had mistakenly entered the Netherworld, they not only didn’t choose to leave quickly but even dared to venture deeper?
However...
It suddenly recalled something.
Frowning.
"To be able to move freely within the Netherworld indicates they are not ordinary people but definitely a few cultivators! That’s how it is... No wonder they didn’t rush to leave upon mistakenly coming here but delved deeper instead."
The Ghost General muttered to itself in analysis, "Could it be that these cultivators regard this place as some kind of opportunity?"
A fierce and sinister grin spread across its ghostly face, "The Yang energy of cultivators must taste very delicious, right? Their souls ought to be even more delectable than that dead cripple, aren’t they?"
Drool had already begun to flow from its gaping mouth.
When the drool hit the ground, even the soil of the Underworld was corroded, creating holes upon impact.
"Stop!"
It barked, "The other party is comprised of cultivators, who may possess some abilities. Let’s set up an ambush for them right here!"
The Ghost General was not rash.
It gave such an order.
"YES!!!!"
The evil spirits immediately concealed themselves.
Even the Ghost General concealed any minor traces, making the area seem as if nothing had happened, as if no specters had passed by at all.
Until...
Several figures.
Appeared!
The malevolent spirits lying in wait in the dark heard a rather pleasant female voice drawing closer, saying, "Strange, the ghostly figure disappeared around here, it must have fled in this direction."
"How could it vanish without a trace in the blink of an eye?"
The woman’s voice paused for a moment, then continued to sound, "I shouldn’t have seen it wrong, even Old Blue Ox saw it!"
Cultivators!
The moment the Ghost General saw Yun Jiuqing’s figure from the shadows, it immediately confirmed that she was a cultivator.
Then its gaze was drawn to the even more eye-catching Fan Wu.
Upon seeing Fan Wu.
The Ghost General was taken aback.
This...
This must be a cultivator, too, right? Such grand life force and yang energy, definitely not something an ordinary person possesses.
As for Old Blue Ox, it was ignored.
Just an ox, after all.
What’s there to pay attention to?
However, the other cultivator on the back of the ox deserved some attention, but why was this cultivator tied to the ox?
If they encountered any trouble, wouldn’t this person be, without any ability to resist?
And, the leader, that remarkably burly cultivator, seems to be in an unguarded state, as if he had no vigilance against everything around him at all.
It felt like the other party wasn’t coming from the Netherworld.
But a place for an outing instead.
The only one who appeared anxious was that female cultivator, whose spiritual practice looked very weak... Didn’t this imply that this group of people, wasn’t a big deal?!
Are these really a few cultivators who had strayed into the Underworld, and not nature’s gift?
As Fan Wu and the others got increasingly closer.
The Ghost Hand General grew more and more covetous.
Especially the astonishing yang energy on Fan Wu, in its eyes it was a feast for the gluttons! Such grand yang energy, even if absorbed for an entire day, might not be completely consumed, right?
If it devoured this person’s yang energy and soul body alone, its strength would absolutely skyrocket in a leap!
And become the strongest among the ten Ghost Generals under the Ghost King’s command!
Even...
Further ahead, it dared not think, because ahead lay resemblance to the Ghost King himself!
Or even!
Surpass him!
The yin energy billowing around it was already extremely tumultuous and powerful, its aura more terrifying by several degrees than that of the wicked ghost surnamed Yuan, who had just forcibly squeezed out of the Underworld into the human realm.
It was like a huge crocodile patiently lurking under the water.
As long as the prey entered its attack radius.
It would strike without hesitation!
Delivering a deathblow!
Unleashing a killer move!
In its eyes, the tall cultivator was just a few steps shy of entering its sure-kill zone. In the depths of its mind, it counted down silently: ’Six steps, five steps...’
’Three steps...’
’One step!’
The Ghost Hand General’s accumulated momentum exploded thunderously, and the overwhelming energy it sent forth was shockingly fearsome, as it also bellowed loudly, "Attack!!!"
One of its pitch-black ghost hands swelled in an instant to the size of a house.
Without any hesitation, it dived towards Fan Wu!
"Audacious scoundrel!" The huge ghost hand bore down directly on Fan Wu, "How dare you barge into the forbidden land of the Ghost King of the Ten Halls! Court death!"
The rushing giant ghost hand was quite terrifying.
At least Yun Jiuqing was startled.
Yun Jiuqing’s eyes widened, clearly there was no activity in this place just a moment ago, how could suddenly so many wicked ghosts spring forth? Could it be that these wicked ghosts even knew how to ambush?
Fan Wu, on the other hand, was quite calm.
The gigantic ghost claw pressing directly towards him, to him, was just so-so! The sudden appearance of these wicked ghosts was actually not surprising to Fan Wu.
Because he had seen them long ago.
"Purity too low," Fan Wu simply punched out lightly, and in the moment the house-sized, terrifying pitch-black ghost hand came into contact with his fist...
Like a mirror.
It shattered!
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