Just then, a figure flashed past and Zuan rushed out.

The women all paled. The Ghost King's demonic voice was incredibly powerful at absorbing souls; once they left the protective circle, their souls might be directly sucked away.

Only Yan Xuehen and Yun Jianyue remained relatively calm, after all, they had seen him fight against someone who was comparable to the Ghost King before.

As expected, when the Ghost King saw Zu'an rush out, he sneered and countless skulls roared directly at him.

A series of terrifying shrieks came from behind Zu An, and a clear bird's cry suddenly came from behind him. At the same time, a huge bird shadow circled above his head.

Bai Ming's attack was designed to target the soul, but the Ghost King's demonic sound was too powerful in absorbing souls. Zu An's cultivation level was still far behind that of the Ghost King, which prevented it from retaliating. It could only barely protect Zu An's soul.

Zuan was worried that Baiming alone wouldn't be able to protect him, so he held onto the Tai'a Sword tightly, preparing to emulate Zhao Hao's previous use of the Human Emperor Seal for protection. Now that Baiming was so reliable, the Tai'a Sword could be used for full-force attacks.

With a thought, the Tai'a Sword's domain expanded, unleashing the full power of the divine weapon. A dazzling sword light descended like a galaxy, cleaving the Ghost King's black mist in two.

The Ghost King was surprised that the other party was not afraid of his Demonic Sound Soul Absorption at all. In addition, the moment the Power Domain was opened, he was also affected and his mind went blank. Although he recovered in a second with his cultivation, Zu'an's sword energy had already arrived.

A weapon born from the Divine Pattern Weapon Manual, combined with the power of the Tai'a Divine Sword, even the Ghost King could not withstand it.

However, Zuan showed no joy, because he noticed that the two wisps of black mist quickly coalesced into one, reverting to their ghostly faces.

The Ghost King's shrill voice rang out: "I must admit, your strength has surprised me greatly, but you can't kill me at all. I have an immortal body, hahaha!"

A series of laughs rang out, and the black mist around him suddenly surged, filling almost every space in the entire tomb chamber.

Zuan's heart sank as he recalled the information he had obtained from the Crouching Dragon and the Phoenix Chick: the Ghost King was immune to physical and elemental attacks. He had just tested it and it was indeed true. How could he possibly fight him?

At that moment, dozens of skulls surrounded him, each with its mouth wide open, seemingly intending to tear his flesh apart.

The sword in Zuan's hand shone brightly, shredding the skulls one by one.

Just as it was being shredded, more skulls rushed over, and the black mist seemed to be invading his body in a very strange way. Of course, it was quickly eliminated by the purification of the Primordial Chaos Scripture.

At this moment, the Ghost King was no less surprised than him: "Huh, how could you possibly block my attack?"

The skull attacks just now seemed simple, but they all contained the power of the world's peak. How could an ordinary cultivator withstand them?

Even a top expert like Wang Youjun would probably not be able to withstand more than a few blows before his meridians were shattered by the terrifying power of the skull.

Ultimately, we're not on the same level; you simply can't withstand my power.

But this pale-faced young man, who looked so frail, actually blocked so many of his attacks and remained unharmed?

It was as if there was a black hole in the other party's body, which seemed to be able to absorb his attack power. But his power was not so easy to absorb. He wanted to take this opportunity to completely erode the other party's body, but he didn't expect that the power would lose contact with him after entering the other party's body.

Where did this monster come from? Is there such a person in the world?