Chapter 432 God
Before arriving at the star array, Ghost Face had no time to react.
The figure suddenly froze in front of the star array, staring at the Ghost King face to face.
"I've kept you here for so long, it's time for you to play your role."
The Ghost King suddenly laughed, and the remaining trace of ghost energy touched the center of the ghost's eyebrows.
"What--"
Ghost Face's words stopped abruptly and his whole body froze in an instant.
He suddenly felt that his soul was being absorbed by something, and he was unable to resist that power.
"Confused? My... a fragment of soul."
The Ghost King spoke slowly, with a hint of pride in his tone. He didn't expect that the person who had been hiding for such a long time would come in handy at the critical moment.
Hearing this strange name, the eyes under the mask suddenly widened.
It turns out that when the Ghost King was sealed thousands of years ago, an inconspicuous soul had been separated from him.
This remnant soul has been wandering in the world, quietly waiting for the right time.
Until Shadow Ghost was sent out to find a way to open the abyss, the placement of his soul was also put on the agenda.
Ghost Face is the chosen one.
He grew up without a father or mother, and was bullied by other children who practiced Taoism. He harbored an extremely deep hatred for the world.
These are the seedlings that can be easily manipulated and guided by ghost energy.
The Ghost King attached the split soul silently to his soul, constantly guiding his growth in his subconscious.
Entering a temple in order to survive was the turning point where Ghost Face planted the seeds of hatred.
I thought the temple would be a salvation, but everything inside was actually a chess game set up by the Ghost King and the Shadow Ghost.
Being bullied and beaten by fellow disciples, eating food with filthy ingredients, sleeping in the cold and gloomy meadows...
What made him feel endless hatred was the abbot who had a beastly heart in human form.
The brutal abuse and humiliation planted the seeds of hatred towards Buddha in the young Ghost Face.
Until he "accidentally" obtained the evil Buddha's cultivation method, he slaughtered all the people in the temple.
Finally, I found out that the abbot was a disciple from Jinguang Temple.
Afterwards, he set up a plan in Jinguang Temple with a tremendous hatred. He was not afraid of the shadow ghost who came to him to seek cooperation, and everything went smoothly.
But he never expected that all the people in the temple had died as soon as he entered.
What he killed were nothing more than ghost shadows created by the evil spirits of the ghost clan.
But the other party will never understand all of this.
Now, it is time for the Ghost King to use this fragment of soul.
A trace of ghost energy entered the ghost face's body and touched his soul.
The Ghost King, who had been trapped in the star array and almost wiped out, now had a chance to catch his breath because Luo Diandian was the first to collapse.
By continuously injecting ghost energy into Ghost Face's body and forcibly occupying his soul, one can escape the lock of the star array.
Under attack from both inside and outside, the soul fragment deep in Ghost Face's soul was triggered, and he was unable to resist the backstab of the soul fragment that had been stationed silently for a long time.
The entire soul is directly merged into one.
It didn't take long for the eyes beneath the mask to turn a faint green.
But when the Ghost King raised his eyes inadvertently, the dark green flame met the devilish blue icy breath.
"It seems that her death was a bit unfair."
At this time, a furnace appeared in the hands of "Ghost Face", and a lot of blood and energy were drawn out of it, constantly improving his body.
"I was originally thinking of waiting until I reached the Mahayana stage before ascending to the Godhood, but you guys are pushing me too hard, so I'm afraid I'll have to use it sooner rather than later."
As soon as the Ghost King, who had successfully taken over another body, finished speaking, an ancient fragment emerged from his soul.
It contains a strong and gray aura of death.
This is the origin of the ghost way.
It was something that the Ghost King obtained by chance from the turbulence of a space crack. From this thing, he comprehended the ghost way.
The practice of cultivating immortals has been passed down to this day, and everyone knows that one can ascend to become an immortal, and above the immortals are gods.
The biggest difference between a god and an immortal is that a god possesses the power of a god. The various divine duties contained in the god are the key to becoming a god.
And the thing that the Ghost King obtained actually contained the power of the god.
That's why he became so powerful so quickly. Even the people in the world of immortal cultivation couldn't do anything to him. No matter how hard they tried, they could only seal him.
However, the only loss the Ghost King had ever suffered was at Luo Diandian's hands. He had fallen into her trap before and couldn't even get rid of the fragments in time.
If he had not previously arranged to separate a wisp of his soul, he would have been completely wiped out by the star array.
"With the power of God, you still think you can stop me?"
At this moment, the gray fragment was completely absorbed into the Ghost King's body.
A huge momentum emerged.
However, Lu Wuhui on the opposite side had a calm expression the entire time, and only showed some reaction when he heard the word "God".
He didn't know what he was thinking, but he just lowered his head and smiled at himself.
When he looked up at the Ghost King in front of him, there was only endless cruelty in his eyes.
"You will regret not being killed by her."
The world seemed to be frozen in an ice cave.
And the silence that had been silent for a long time, at this moment, an absolute power that did not allow anything to interfere was slowly climbing up its body.
This unprecedented power suddenly made Jiemie tremble, and the sound of swords suddenly appeared, as if shouting out the incomparable feeling of pleasure.
A white light suddenly appeared like thunder.
The Ghost King couldn't even resist at all, and his body was fixed in place.
He stared down in disbelief, looking at the wounds that pierced his body.
However, the divine power that had just been integrated had no power to resist this force at all.
“You…you!”
The man in front of him just stood there quietly, but he seemed to have tremendous strength.
Those eyes were like two wells cast in the void, without any water, and any gaze cast into them seemed to be absorbed.
One look from him actually made the person looking at him want to kneel down.
There is only one possibility to suppress divine power.
"You also have divine power?!"
Lu Wuhui's gaze fell lightly on the shocked Ghost King.
No, even the mountains, rivers, cities, and billions of lives were nothing but countable dust in his pupils, and even a glance at them was redundant.
Kendo is supreme.
It turns out the meaning is not just that simple.
He has been pursuing the nameless sword path in his heart for a long time, but he didn't know that he himself is the embodiment of sword path.
This is why countless sword techniques cannot resist him.
But why is it that only after suffering such great pain after losing something can one wake up?
At this time, Lu Wuhui was thinking about the hazy barrier in his soul. His eyes gradually became dangerous and he looked up at the sky inexplicably.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but I felt the sky suddenly darken for a moment and then returned to normal.
Only then did Lu Wuhui turn his attention back to the Ghost King in front of him.
Blood holes appeared on his body.
Neither ghost energy nor blood energy can resist the law of the sword.
This time, the source of life was slowly eroded after each attack of the long sword.
It is like being tortured by slicing a thousand pieces of meat, the soul is being chipped away layer by layer.
The intense pain coming from deep inside was far more painful than the gradual loss of everything before.
Now, the Ghost King finally understood why Lu Wuhui said that he would regret not dying earlier.
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