It leaped up, its four claws gripping the smooth wall firmly, then stood upside down on the ceiling, circling Ye Xingchen, looking for an opportunity to attack.
This looks just like the alien in the movie searching for a host.
With a roar, the thing opened its blood-red maw towards Ye Xingchen and then quickly attacked him.
Ye Xingchen grabbed with his right hand, and Chixiao appeared in his hand. He gave a soft shout, and Chixiao in his hand burst forth with a three-foot sword light.
A flash of white sword light transformed into several sword arcs that crisscrossed in all directions.
With a series of stabs, the ghost servant was seriously injured and quickly retreated, putting distance between itself and Ye Xingchen.
Then it wandered around on its limbs, still circling Ye Xingchen, looking for an opportunity to attack.
Master Guli's eyes rolled back, emitting a white light.
As his eyes rolled back, the ghost servant suddenly became restless.
It roared at Ye Xingchen again, then accelerated rapidly, leaping up at an extremely fast speed and pouncing fiercely towards Ye Xingchen.
This time its attack became even more ferocious, as if the mage had put some pressure on it.
Ye Xingchen brandished the Crimson Sky Sword and launched several sword attacks at the creature, creating a dazzling display of sword light that forced it to stay away.
It circled around Ye Xingchen, letting out a few silent roars, seemingly searching for Ye Xingchen's weakness.
Although it was something that had been refined, Ye Xingchen clearly sensed that this thing was not unintelligent.
However, it was under the control of Master Guli. Even though it knew it was no match for Ye Xingchen, it still had to keep surging upwards.
"Go! Go!" Gu Li could no longer contain himself. His eyes flashed with a white light, and then he roared to the sky.
The ghost servant let out a weak scream, its voice filled with helplessness.
Even though it knew that attacking Ye Xingchen was like a moth drawn to a flame, it still had no choice but to rush towards Ye Xingchen.
Ye Xingchen unleashed a sword strike, channeling his full inner energy.
*Pfft...* One of this guy's forelimbs was chopped off.
It staggered backward, letting out bursts of roars.
Although its ferocity had been unleashed, it was still quite helpless in the face of overwhelming power.
"So all you sorcerers can do is raise these kinds of weird, inhuman things?" Ye Xingchen shook his head. "Do you realize that your cultivation path has gone astray?"
"Enough with the nonsense, today one of us must die!" the mage roared, then relentlessly forced the ghost servant forward.
“True power comes from within oneself, not from external forces.” Ye Xingchen stared at the ghost servant and couldn’t help but laugh: “No matter how fierce this thing is, it’s still a million miles away from a true cultivator.”
"Roar..." The ghost servant leaped up, now engaged in a life-or-death struggle with Ye Xingchen. Its fate depended on this final pounce.
Ye Xingchen flicked the Crimson Cloud in his hand, and then suddenly transformed into a blur, his figure passing by the ghost servant.
With a flick of his right hand, Chi Xiao slowly disappeared from his grasp.
The ghost servant froze, several crisscrossing sword marks appearing on its body. Then, with a roar, the ghost servant's body was torn to pieces.
As the ghost servant was being dismembered, the ancient mage also suffered a backlash. He coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground with a thud.
His emaciated body writhed on the ground; if it weren't for the fact that he was still moving, he would have looked like a dried-up corpse that had been dead for several days.
He crawled laboriously on the ground, reaching out to grab a small crystal bottle that had fallen to the floor.
The bottle contained a dark brown liquid, which was the sorcerer's last resort for survival: corpse oil.
Ye Xingchen followed behind him, looking at him with pity, letting him grab the bottle of corpse oil.
"I will perish with you, perish with you!" the mage roared, smashing the bottle of corpse oil in his hand.
The corpse oil quickly spread across the ground, covering an area of several feet. With a hum, a barrier suddenly rose up, completely enveloping him and Ye Xingchen.
Suddenly everything went black, and the world around me changed.
"The Boundless Realm?" Ye Xingchen looked around and suddenly laughed: "You sorcerers are actually quite powerful. You can actually use corpse oil to create the Boundless Realm. Within this realm, you are like gods."
"Hahaha..." Master Guli laughed maniacally. He struggled to his feet, then turned around and stared intently at Ye Xingchen.
Yes, this barrier is composed of him, it is equivalent to his world, and in this world, he exists like a god.
“That’s right, my Boundless Barrier is a world of its own, and I am like a god in this world.” Guli grinned maliciously, “And you are no different from an ant in my world.”
"Really? In your world, you're no different from an ant," Ye Xingchen said with a smile.
"But if you really think of me as an ant, then you're wrong."
"Heh, now that you're in my world, let's see how long you can keep up your stubbornness." Master Guli sneered, pointing his right hand at Ye Xingchen: "Die."
This world was created by him using corpse oil, and it can be said to be the ultimate battle for sorcerers like him.
Although this world is not large, it is under his control and can only be maintained for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. The price is that after the world disappears, he will also vanish into thin air.
He had no choice but to use this world to perish together with Ye Xingchen, as Ye Xingchen had driven him to the brink of despair.
Here, he could kill with a single breath, deciding life or death with just one word.
However, after he uttered the word "death," Ye Xingchen was completely unaffected.
The other person stood perfectly fine in front of him, and the psychic waves rippled around him, but he was not affected at all.
"Impossible, how could you be alright?" Master Guli's eyes widened suddenly as he stared at Ye Xingchen in shock, his hands trembling for a moment.
The world he created will affect all beings in the Three Realms and Six Paths.
Ye Xingchen was unaffected by it, which could only mean two things: First, Ye Xingchen was not bound by the beings of the Three Realms and Six Paths. Who exactly was he?
In an instant, Master Guli's hands and feet began to feel cold. He looked at Ye Xingchen in horror, trembling uncontrollably.
"This world, formed by nature, will affect anything or anyone bound by the constraints of the three realms of beings, but I have not been affected. Do you know why?" Ye Xingchen said leisurely.
"Why? Tell me why?" Master Guli roared angrily, but it was more out of fear than anger.
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