Chapter 87 [VIP]

The world suddenly changed color, and gloomy, lingering clouds pressed down heavily.

Xu Xing frowned slightly, flicked his finger lightly in front of him, and a ripple almost invisible to the naked eye spread out, deflecting the immense force with minimal effort. Following its master's will, the Bu Xu Sword cleaved through the barrier and thrust towards the Ghost Lord!

A flicker of emotion flashed in the eyes of the Demon Lord, revealing an almost mocking indifference. He still did not dodge, but slowly raised his right hand.

In his palm, a dim light, seemingly capable of absorbing all light, shone.

The impact of the fusion of sword light and true energy slammed into that dark spot.

The moment the beam of light touched the dim light, it was frantically devoured and absorbed by that single point of light! In just a breath, the beam of light vanished without a trace, leaving only a slightly bright spot of light in the palm of the Demon Lord's hand.

Jiang Zhuochen's doubts deepened; something was clearly wrong. They were as if they were enveloped in a bubble, and no matter how they attacked, their attacks would be invisibly dissolved.

The Lord of the Demon Realm closed his palm, and the faint light entered his body. Then, he looked at the two people in front of him with a calm and self-satisfied expression.

"This is the Ghost Realm. In this world, my power is boundless. Your attacks merely add a little nourishment to my power." He took a step forward, and the invisible pressure increased exponentially. "You've chosen to come here seeking death."

Jiang Zhuochen looked at Xu Xing, who gently grasped his hand, signaling him to calm down.

Xu Xing's expression remained unchanged, but deep in his eyes was a sharp focus and calmness.

From the start of the fight until now, his gaze has never truly left the Lord of the Demon Realm, especially the subtle state of the opponent each time he dissolves their attacks.

The power displayed by the Lord of the Demon Realm at this moment was too invincible, so powerful that it was terrifying. However, Xu Xing keenly noticed that each of the Lord's attacks was not the result of channeling his own magic power, but rather seemed to be a medium.

The resonance between the Lord of the Abyss and this black mist will cause an extremely brief, almost imperceptible pause, which will disappear in a flash, as fast as an illusion.

Xu Xing's gaze swept over the body of the Lord of the Demons, finally settling on the center of his chest, beneath the black robe.

The Lord of the Demon Realm seemed to sense something, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes. He clenched his fists, and countless ghostly energies coalesced into a giant black python, which attacked the two of them simultaneously!

Using the same tactics, the Demon Lord's were clearly several times more ferocious than those of the elders. In the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of the two, entangled them, and prepared to strangle them.

Jiang Zhuochen subconsciously turned to the side, and the black energy surged suddenly, successfully separating the two.

Amidst the little ghost's terrified screams, he unleashed several golden talismans, setting up a protective array for himself. His intention was to hold out for as long as possible until Xu Xing came to his rescue. Unexpectedly, the array crumbled easily; before he could even lower his hand, the talismans were torn to shreds by the ghostly energy.

His heart skipped a beat. Before he could even think of a solution, accompanied by the rousing melody in his ears, he felt a warm touch on his ear and two small hands reached out.

The next second, the ghostly energy attacking them was cut off and disappeared into another space.

Jiang Zhuochen was taken aback. This kid may be scared, but his potential was truly remarkable when it was unleashed at the crucial moment.

He suddenly realized that it was thanks to the little devil's intervention in the Ghost Realm's main hall that his master was able to find the soul's location so quickly.

So maybe this kid's abilities will be very useful!

Clearly, Xu Xing, who was approaching him, also saw this scene. His previous deduction was abruptly interrupted, and he placed the little devil in front of him.

Jiang Zhuochen was so frightened that he stammered, "Master, what are you doing?"

Even more frightened than him was the little devil himself; his pure black pupils were wide open, and he was flailing his arms and legs, trying to break free from his restraints and escape this dangerous place.

"Let me go...let me go! Waaaaaah...waaaaah!"

The attacks from ahead continued relentlessly. The little devil kept his eyes tightly closed and waved his hands wildly. A huge space shrank diagonally, trapping the Ghost Lord inside. At this moment, the surrounding black mist also stopped.

This seemingly futile attempt was thwarted by the Demon Lord in an instant. He snorted angrily and intensified his attack.

Xu Xing, along with the human and the ghost, dodged the attack and landed at a distance. Once they stood still, he understood.

During the brief period when the Lord of the Demon Realm was restricted, he sensed a fluctuation filled with the imagery of death and reincarnation, faintly connected to the black mist of the entire Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave, and even to some enormous being deeper within.

That is the "heart" buried deep underground in the Ghost Realm, maintaining the entire Ghost Realm, and it is continuously providing the Lord of the Realm with almost limitless power.

The Lord of the Demon Realm's ability to devour everything does not stem from his own extraordinary cultivation, but rather from the fact that the entire Demon Realm has made him the "rule" of this world.

Fortunately, the previous test revealed that the connection between the Lord of the Demon Realm and the Demon Realm was not perfect.

The brief "stagnation" that appeared after the devouring attack was the brief resonance gap between the two during their connection.

Just as a strong heart experiences a moment of expansion and contraction between two beats, the ghost realm experiences a rapid pullback and a period of calm after the moment of transmitting immense power.

During that gap, the connection between the Lord of the Realm and the Ghost Realm is at its weakest.

Xu Xing slowly raised his eyes, gently squeezed Jiang Zhuochen's hand, and sent a secret telepathic message:

"His power is connected to the Ghost Realm. After each attack, he pauses to gather energy for the next. If you can trap him during his pause, you can sever the link and kill him in one blow."

Jiang Zhuochen suddenly understood and looked at Xu Xing. Now that the cause was found, was there any worry that his master couldn't solve it?

The Lord of the Realm sensed a dangerous aura that had locked onto its target. He frowned, a very slight unease crossing his mind, but it was immediately suppressed by the confidence of his absolute power.

"Still making a futile struggle?" The Lord of the Demon Realm sneered, raising his hand as black mist condensed into countless ferocious ghost hands, grabbing at the two from all directions. "I will make you give up completely!"

Faced with this overwhelming attack, Xu Xing raised his head to meet the gaze of the Lord of the Demon Realm, a faint smile curving his lips.

The Lord of the Demons' pupils suddenly contracted.

In Xu Xing's hands, the Earth Core Fire stretched and grew with incredible agility, and the rolling flames built an indestructible wall. The fierce ghost hand twisted and melted the moment it touched the wall of fire.

Just as the attack stopped, Jiang Zhuochen pushed the little ghost forward, and the alternate dimension then swallowed the Lord of the Demon Realm.

Xu Xing's divine sense traveled rapidly, and deep underground he sensed two extremely obscure energy points whose auras were of the same origin as the Lord of the Demons, yet they appeared unusually rigid and inflexible.

They act like the core of the entire ghost realm, pulsating slowly and providing power to this world.

The Lord of the Demon Realm broke free from the spatial confinement and met Xu Xing's eyes.

The next instant, Xu Xing pointed his sword finger, and the Bu Xu Sword was launched with a clang, transforming into a silver streak of light that pierced straight into the Yu Zhu at the center of the ghostly aura!

Seeing Xu Xing's movements, a fierce glint flashed in the Yu Zhu's eyes, and his five fingers tightened abruptly. This sword strike possessed immense power, forcing the Yu Zhu to concentrate and raise his hand to meet it.

Under the cover of the violent roar caused by the collision between the Bu Xu Sword and the black energy, Jiang Zhuochen lightly touched the ground with his toes, silently reciting the incantation taught by Xu Xinggang, and a Zhenmai Incantation Seal was silently cast into the ground beneath his feet, penetrating straight through the earth's veins.

A deep, muffled roar came from underground, causing the entire Ghost Realm to tremble.

The earth's veins were disturbed, the balance of energy points was disrupted, and the unbalanced ghostly energy, like a violent roar, exploded from the ground and burst forth in the blink of an eye!

Meanwhile, the two humans and the ghost hid in the slit space, and Xu Xing released spiritual power to reinforce it, thus escaping unscathed. The Lord of the Demon Realm, however, was not so lucky, suffering a backlash.

Although he could utilize the earth's vein energy, the sheer volume might be too great and would burst the vessel. He could only draw out a portion, along with the resentment and spirits of the entire Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave, to counteract it, barely managing to hold onto the small patch of land beneath his feet.

He was struck as if by a heavy blow, his face turned deathly pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He staggered backward, panting heavily.

Xu Xing pressed his advantage, unleashing a sword array from his Bu Xu swords, all of which descended upon the Lord of the Demon Realm.

"Ughhhhh!"

Mingxiao and Mingsu, who had just been protected, let out inhuman screams. The Lord of the Abyss mercilessly commanded the two to stand in front of him, and the sword formation pierced into the bodies of the two puppets without missing a single one. The puppet threads swayed violently, and the loss of even a trace of their senses was more painful than being reduced to ashes.

The two men convulsed uncontrollably. After surviving the attack, their consciousness was completely devoured by the puppet threads, leaving their expressions empty and numb.

"Brother, it's so spectacular..." The little devil perched on Jiang Zhuochen's shoulder, his eyes wide with amazement.

Jiang Zhuochen had no time to think about anything else; his heart was in his throat, and he was somewhat flustered: "Master, please be gentle."

Don't destroy your own soul with your own hands.

Xu Xing glanced at him, still having the leisure to reassure him: "Don't panic, I can naturally take back what's mine."

"Heh." The veins on the back of the Demon Lord's hand bulged, and he raised his fingers slightly.

Despite their riddled bodies, Mingxiao and Mingsu stood stiffly upright, brandishing their broken weapons, and charged towards Xu Xing with swift and reckless movements, completely disregarding their own destruction.

Xu Xing quickly turned around, leading his men to avoid the attack.

The puppet, under forced control, unleashed a dangerous power beyond its own limits.

"Since you're courting death, I'll grant your wish!" The Lord of the Demon Realm said coldly. "I'd like to see if you can protect these two bodies!"

However, the floating creatures could not shake the tree. Even if the abilities of these two ghost cultivators suddenly increased a hundredfold, they were still no match for Xu Xing, who was at the Mahayana stage. At this moment, his cultivation level was only 70%.

Every attack he launched was effortlessly neutralized by him. His movements were similar to those of Jiang Zhuochen when he saw Xu Xing correcting homework in Wangxian Valley—relaxed, casual, and seemingly even a little disdainful of not knowing where to begin.

Jiang Zhuochen stood with his hands behind his back, leisurely watching this absolute crushing defeat.

Xu Xing's counterattacks always hit the mark precisely where he was injured but not fatal. It felt like he was dismantling a container, dismantling its intricate structure bit by bit without damaging its interior, so that he could easily obtain the treasure inside.

Clearly, the Lord of the Demon Realm had also noticed. He was filled with extreme resentment, his chest brimming with the same pent-up ghostly energy that had erupted from the earth's veins just moments before. He wished he could tear the person before him to shreds and then throw him into the Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts to be refined.

He suddenly snorted, stopped manipulating the puppet, formed a strange hand seal, and pulled it sharply to both sides!

A piercing tearing sound rang out.

He forcibly tore open an irregular black crack in the space above the Ghost Realm. The crack was dark and deep, and no one could see what was inside.

Then, the Lord of the Demon Realm manipulated the puppet threads, hurling Mingxiao and Mingsu like trash into the spatial rift! "Since you can't bring yourself to do it, then I'll lend you a hand!"

If he can't deal with Xu Xing, then let his remnant soul be annihilated in countless small worlds, so that no one can find it!

Xu Xing's eyes narrowed, and the Step Void Sword flew towards the rift in the small world, but it was blocked by the Lord of the Abyss, who used all his strength to guard the entrance until it closed.

Jiang Zhuochen was anxious and was about to have Xu Xing forcefully rush in, but then he thought that his master taking him would probably take a little longer.

Without time to think, he was about to tell Xu Xing to go in alone while he figured out a solution himself.

Suddenly, the little imp who had been silent and focused on remaining invisible floated into the air, raised his hand to trap the Lord of the Demon Realm, and turned to Jiang Zhuochen, shouting, "Brother, run!"

Jiang Zhuochen was taken aback.

Space began to crack, and the little devil, pouting, shouted again, "Run!"

"Walk."

Xu Xing made a quick decision and pulled Jiang Zhuochen into the small world.

The Lord of the Demon Realm stood before the rapidly healing rift, watching the last ripple disappear. He slowly lowered his hand, and the remaining puppet threads at his fingertips snapped and vanished.

Above the Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts, only the traces of battle and the deathly silence and chilling wind remain.

The Lord of the Demons turned around, a chilling smile creeping onto his inhuman face, his fingers twitching slightly.

Opposite him were the lost souls who hadn't been taken away by the two men in time, now trembling with fear, unable to even cry.

"Fine, it's because you've ruined my plans time and time again."