On the surface of the brass coffin, thousands of skeleton marks emerged, scattering in all directions, converging into a gloomy hell-like scene.
Because the cultivation gap between the two sides was simply too great, under the opposing party’s Saint Might suppression, the Saint Qi within Zhang Ruochen’s body was completely unable to operate, and naturally, he was unable to use Spatial Shift to escape out, and could only rely on his strong system to barely withstand the intimidation of that Saint Ancient Ancestor of the Ancient Race of the Corpse Catcher.
Yin Xuanji stood beside the brass coffin, facing a cold smile, “Zhang Ruochen, the Corpse Catching Ancient Race’s Sacred Ancestor of the Blighting Dong is right in front of you, why don’t you kneel down and bow?”
Zhang Ruochen clenched his teeth and stared at him with cold eyes.
Yin Xuanji had long been eager to clean up Zhang Ruochen, so naturally, he was unwilling to let go of this opportunity and took a step forward, about to walk over. However, he saw that an extremely beautiful woman appeared behind Zhang Ruochen.
In that woman’s body, there was unexpectedly a powerful Saint Might that also erupted out, shocking Yin Xuan Ji to the point where he was unable to take a step forward.
This beautiful woman was naturally the Blood Moon Ghost King.
The Blood Moon Ghost King walked over and appeared beside Zhang Ruochen, stretching out a long, soft jade hand and gently tapping on the top of Zhang Ruochen’s shoulder.
“Wow!”
A surge of ghost qi surged out from her palm.
The ghost qi wrapped Zhang Ruochen’s body, and the immense pressure that had acted on him instantly disappeared.
Zhang Ruochen took two steps backward and stared at the brass coffin, his eyes becoming quite grave.
The Corpse Catching Ancient Clan had unexpectedly come with a Saint level Ancestor, so the situation had become quite unfavourable for them.
More importantly, Zhang Ruochen suspected that there were other Saints hiding nearby.
“How could a Ghost King appear?”
No one had expected that there was a Ghost King guarding Zhang Ruochen, even Yin Xuanji and Feng Yinchan were very surprised.
Inside the interior of the brass coffin, a hoarse voice rang out, “Zhang Ruochen, a mere Ghost King will not be able to save your life, continuing to resist will only lead to death.”
Although, the voice was very low, it travelled across the magma ocean, shaking the entire space non-stop.
“Not necessarily.”
Zhang Ruochen, in a pleasantly unafraid manner, stretched out his finger and touched it on top of the spatial ring. With that, a sword light flew out from above the ring, transforming into a jagged ancient sword that hovered in front of him and the Blood Moon Ghost King.
On the body of the sword, an extremely powerful aura was emitted, condensing into a sword qi that flew between this piece of heaven and earth.
“Monstrous Heavenly Sword!”
The thousands of skeleton seals on the surface of the brass coffin shook violently, and within it, a furious roar resounded, “The Xuan Gui Sword Saint has actually passed the Monstrous Heavenly Sword to you, how detestable.”
The Monstrous Heavenly Sword was ranked twenty-seventh in the Thousand Stripes Sacred Artifact Spectrum, and the power that could be erupted from it was naturally extraordinary.
When the Xuan Gui Sword Saint was in control of the Heavenly Sword, he was able to kill saints with just one sword.
The Blood Moon Ghost King released the ghost qi within his body in a steady stream, punching it into the Monstrous Heavenly Sword.
“Rumble!”
The Monstrous Heavenly Sword shook violently, rushing out ten times more sword qi than before, coalescing into an ocean of sword qi that completely swept Yin Xuan Ji and Feng Yin Cicada inside.
On the surface of the brass coffin, a black holy qi flew out and swept the two of them up and out. By the time they landed on the ground, they had already appeared at the entrance of the Ghost God Valley.
The Blood Moon Ghost King also waved his sleeve, rolling Zhang Ruochen out and throwing him down tens of miles away.
Afterwards, the five fingers of the Blood Moon Ghost King’s right hand, pinched forward and grabbed the Monstrous Sky Sword. The inscriptions on the surface of the Monstrous Sky Sword quickly emerged.
Thousands of inscriptions were like thousands of great rivers of Saint Qi, emitting a Heaven-Destroying Saint Might.
Even though, Zhang Ruochen was standing dozens of miles away, he felt an enormous pressure.
“Wow!”
A sword qi connecting the sky and the earth flew out from the Blood Moon Ghost King’s hand, shattering this piece of space, to pieces.
At the same time, thousands of skeletons flew out from the interior of the Brass Coffin, but only just touched the sword qi, and all of the thousands of skeletons turned into white fragments.
The Brass Coffin was also a powerful Saint Artifact, only, it wasn’t comparable to the Monstrous Sword.
“Ka!”
The coffin first dented, followed by cracking out a line as if it was ceramic, ready to shatter at any moment.
“Die for me.”
On the Blood Moon Ghost King’s head, her long hair flew, her eyes were sharp, and she was holding a monstrous sword, as if she had transformed into a female Sword Saint, and she actually had the power to look down upon the world.
Right at this moment, in the Ghost God Valley, another region.
A purple fire cloud flew up from the ground and blasted towards the Blood Moon Ghost King.
Inside the fire cloud, stood a man wearing purple and gold armour, his skin pale as paper, his eyes surging out with intimidating thunderbolts, and between his palms, a golden circle flew out, striking at the top of the Blood Moon Ghost King’s head.
The Blood Moon Ghost King backhanded his sword and swung it out.
With a ding, the monstrous sword sent the golden circle, flying backwards.
The two Saint Weapons collided, exuding a powerful circle of Saint Dao power that sent the ghostly aura in the Ghost God Valley, impacting and dissipating.
Zhang Ruochen, standing dozens of miles away, also suffered a considerable impact, bracing up his Sword Qi Domain and Spatial Domain as he slid backwards for hundreds of metres in a row.
“That man in the purple and gold armour, is it the war corpse of the Pressed Dong Saint, or is it another Saint of the Corpse Catching Ancient Clan?”Zhang Ruochen’s gaze looked at the purple fire cloud above the dome of the sky.
Either way, the situation was quite unpleasant.
With his Monstrous Sword, the Blood Moon Ghost King was able to block one Saint, but definitely not two.
“Now, what should be done?”Zhang Ruochen’s brain spun rapidly, thinking about countermeasures.
The broken brass coffin flew backwards.
Inside the coffin, an old man with a stooped figure and pale hair that cascaded down from the top of his head, only revealing half of his wrinkled face, stepped out.
This person, was none other than the Blighted Dong Saint, an old antique who had lived for close to five hundred years, even in the Corpse Catching Ancient Clan, he was one of the highest ranking figures.
The two eye sockets of the Sage of Dong Enlightenment were two black holes, as if there were no eyeballs, and he said, ”The Monstrous Heavenly Sword is really powerful, if that old pikey Xuan Gui was still alive, I’m afraid that this Sage wouldn’t have been able to block a single blow of his sword. However, with a Ghost King driving the Monstrous Sky Sword, I’m afraid that its power, is already greatly reduced.”
Above the celestial dome, the man in purple and gold armour said, “By seizing the Monstrous Heavenly Sword, the Corpse Catching Ancient Clan will have one more Sacred Weapon to suppress the clan.”
With that, the man formed seals with both hands and struck the golden circle out once again.
The golden circle spun rapidly, becoming larger and larger, and in the end, the diameter of the circle reached several miles, hovering above the Blood Moon Ghost King’s head.
At the same time, the Haven’t Dong Saint’s hands pressed into the ground, and a powerful tearing force separated the earth, extending to the left and right directions.
A huge crack spread all the way to the Blood Moon Ghost King’s feet.
In the centre of the Blood Moon Ghost King’s brow, a crescent-shaped mark emerged, and his snow-white, flawless ghost body emitted a glistening white moonlight, and his own power, surprisingly, increased by a few more points.
“Rumble!”
With her own strength, she simultaneously fought with two Saints, and surprisingly, she did not lose the battle.
On the contrary, the power erupted from the Blighted Dong Saint, who could not fight for a long time because he was too old and his blood qi was declining, was rapidly diminishing. If the battle continued, I’m afraid that the Blood Moon Ghost King would really be able to repel the two Saints.
“Pfft.”
The pious Saint flew backward, and in his chest, a foot-long sword scar appeared. Drops of holy blood, flowed out from the wound and spilled onto the ground.
The holy blood contained an extremely strong power, and every drop that fell to the ground would smash the ground into a large pit.
A moment later, the man in purple-golden armour was also knocked back, a crack appearing as his golden circle clashed hard with the monstrous sword for dozens of strikes. If the collision continued, this Saint Artifact, would most likely be completely destroyed.
The gaze of the Saintly Piety, revealed a grim look as he roared harshly, ”Shiva, aren’t you going to make a move yet? The means of your Ghost Raising Ancient Clan can restrain the undead, it shouldn’t be difficult for you to clean up a Ghost King, right?”
To the east of the Ghost God Valley, an old crone appeared, holding a withered wooden walking stick, standing at the edge of the magma ocean, and laughed, “Packing up a Ghost King is certainly not a difficult task. But after this Saint has cleaned her up, how should the benefits be distributed next?”
A third Saint appeared.
It was none other than the Shiva Saint of the Ghost Nurturing Ancient Clan, an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years and had come to the netherworld in search of a life-renewing divine medicine because his lifespan was about to end.
The blank face of the Saint Saint Dong sank as he said, “What do you mean?”
Saint Shiva gave a faint smile, and a few wrinkles were missing from his face as he said, “The Divine Naughty Fruit, the Monstrous Sword, and Zhang Ruochen all belong to the Ghost Cultivating Ancient Clan. The treasures in the magma ocean will be half for each of our two clans. How?”
In the eyes of Saint Shiva, “Zhang Ruochen” was also a great treasure. His value was even more than the Divine Naughty Fruit and the Monstrous Sword.
This brat, his entire body was a treasure.
The Ancient Corpse Catching Clan and the Ancient Ghost Rearing Clan had been married for generations, and had been linked by the same spirit, but when it came to fundamental interests, they would still fight to the death.
The Saintly Fairy of the Blind snorted coldly, “Shiva, your appetite is too big! Can you hold out?”
“You’re not willing?”Saint Shiva laughed.
Naturally, Saint Dong was very reluctant, especially the Divine Obstinacy Fruit, which could increase his lifespan by a hundred years, and it was a matter of his life and death, so how could he let it go to someone else?
However, he now had to use the power of the Shiva Saint to clean up that one Ghost King, thus, he could only temporarily hold back.
“Alright! This Saint promises you to clean up that one Ghost King first, so as not to give birth to any changes.”The Pressed Dong Sacred Dao said.
The Shiva Saint was also well aware that there were several other forces that were secretly hiding nearby, eyeing this place intently.
It was only because, the power of the Ghost Raising Ancient Race and the Corpse Catching Ancient Race was too powerful that those cultivators hiding in the shadows didn’t dare to act rashly.
Now, it was indeed time to clean up the Blood Moon Ghost King and control Zhang Ruochen and all the treasures in the magma ocean as soon as possible.
In the centre of Saint Shiva’s brow, a black ceramic jar flew out and rose up into the air, appearing above her head.
Just as the clay pot flew out, a strong sense of unease arose in the Blood Moon Ghost King’s heart. Thus, she immediately swung her Monstrous Heavenly Sword and chopped at the black ceramic jar.
The lid of the ceramic jar opened, emitting a black cloud of gloom.
In the jar, the sound of ten thousand ghosts howling resounded, as if it was filled with a territory.
Hearing that sound, the Blood Moon Ghost King was instantly distracted, her entire body was in severe pain, and screams came out of her mouth. Her ghostly body quickly disintegrated, turning into strands of ghostly energy that flew into the clay pot.
“With a bang, the monstrous sword fell from mid-air and crashed to the ground.
