Chapter 883 - 142: High-Grade Ghost King? No, It’s 500 Battle Merits! (Part 2)

Chapter 883: Chapter 142: High-Grade Ghost King? No, It’s 500 Battle Merits! (Part 2)

The Shadow Howling King sensed this scene, his expression slightly serious for a moment, but soon disappeared,

"So, you are also a Sword Cultivator, a Thunder Dao Sword Cultivator, interesting. Today, let’s have some fun!"

As he spoke, the Shadow Howling King continuously performed spells with his hands, forming a skull head hundreds of feet large in the air, with ghostly flames flickering in its eyes.

At this moment, Zhou Xun’s flying sword was already fully activated,

looking at the Ghost King opposite,

Zhou Xun secretly communicated with the Phoenix Butterfly in the Spirit Insect Bag, and saw a six-inch-sized butterfly, entirely ghostly blue in color, fly out,

As soon as it emerged, its splendid compound eyes looked towards the Shadow Howling King.

At this instant,

Zhou Xun gently pointed at the Shadow Howling King,

"Go!"

The Thunder Sword shot forth like a lightning bolt, instantly piercing through the void, shooting straight towards the Shadow Howling King.

Wherever it passed, streams of Thunder Power erupted, making crackling sounds.

The Shadow Howling King, in that instant, felt as though he had returned to when he was still a Tier One Ghost Race, living carefree in the Ghost Realm,

"No!"

The Shadow Howling King quickly snapped out,

The Ghost Realm is all about survival of the fittest, he had fought his way up, where was the warmth and harmony!

By the time he reacted,

A streak of thunder light had already appeared several feet away in front of him!

The Shadow Howling King was astonished, and helplessly, one of his arms fell off, transforming into a shield blocking in front of him,

while his true form instantly retreated more than ten feet away, dodging to the side.

The Profound Thunder Sword pierced straight through the Shadow Howling King’s avatar,

"Boom!"

The massive thunder light shattered it into pieces!

"Good! Good! Good!" The Shadow Howling King angrily shouted "Good" three times, his eyes instantly filled with rage, his already grim and terrifying face now twisted beyond recognition.

"It seems this king underestimated you!"

"Today, let you know what a High-Grade Ghost King is!"

As he spoke, at the site where his arm had been severed, Ghost Qi frantically surged, and in the blink of an eye, a new arm regrew.

Then, his hands quickly danced, muttering incantations, the Ghostly Mist around him becoming thicker and heavier,

Soon, a Ghost Pearl slowly ascended, followed by a stream of black light breaking away, and after completing these steps, the Shadow Howling King’s

entire aura instantly decreased a few degrees, it seemed to be a secret technique with a huge cost!

Then, the black light merged into the skull head,

causing its form to grow larger again, reaching six to seven hundred feet, its eyes flickering with cold ghostly flames, appearing capable of seeing through all worldly illusions,

At this moment, it suddenly opened its bloody mouth and emitted a piercing sound, the sound wave sweeping towards Zhou Xun like a tangible force, the space it traversed rippled as if unable to bear the weight.

Zhou Xun felt a sharp pain in his ears, like countless needles viciously stabbing, his head buzzing loudly, his Divine Sense severely impacted, nearly dispersing.

"What divine technique is this!"

He endure the pain with difficulty, his hand quickly changing spells, the Purple Sky True Thunder Array’s light instantly flourishing, forming shield after shield on his body surface,

attempting to resist this bizarre sound wave,

but it was completely ineffective!

The sound wave easily penetrated the layers of shields, as if entering no man’s land, continuing to invade towards Zhou Xun’s true form.

Zhou Xun suddenly fell into bewilderment, his whole being losing consciousness briefly,

Simultaneously, his body began to tremble violently, a mouthful of fresh blood uncontrollably spewed out, his face instantly turning pale as paper.

His legs also softened, almost unable to stand, his form swaying precariously.

At this moment, True Monarch Tianci, who was engaged in a fierce battle with King Shela in the distance, saw Zhou Xun in distress, anxious and desperate.

Attempting to repel King Shela before him, to rescue Zhou Xun,

But how could King Shela give him such an opportunity, immediately blocking ahead of him!

True Monarch Tianci’s eyes widened, glaring at King Shela, his hands continuously changing spells, combining nine golden fire dragons into one, transforming into a massive golden flame dragon.

Flailing into King Shela fiercely, spewing golden flames like a surging sea of fire, instantly dyeing the surrounding space with gold.

King Shela couldn’t underestimate it, his hands quickly danced, the Ghost Qi around him swirling like a black whirlpool, converging into a huge ghost claw.

The tips of the claws shimmered with a cold and eerie light.

The giant golden flame dragon collided fiercely with the ghost claw, producing a deafening roar.

The waves of energy spread around like surging tides, warping and distorting the space where they reached, as if it could no longer bear the burden.

True Monarch Tianci saw that he couldn’t break through, and panicked; with both hands, he pointed at himself and spat a mouthful of essence blood,

The power of the giant golden flame dragon instantly surged, the golden flame scorching the ghost claw, causing it to wail continuously, falling into a disadvantage.

Seeing this, King Shela refused to back down; he chanted under his breath, and split a streak of black light from the ghost pearl, merging it into the ghost hand, instantly restoring it!

The two were locked in a stalemate, neither willing to retreat.

True Monarch Tianci was anxious, knowing Zhou Xun’s situation was dire—every moment of delay meant greater danger for Zhou Xun.

With ruthless determination, he pointed at the golden dragon.

The golden dragon suddenly exploded, a massive burst of energy erupting like a brilliant sun blooming in the sky.

The ghost claw was instantly obliterated,

King Shela was also severely injured,

True Monarch Tianci’s face paled as he spat blood, and taking advantage of the blast’s backdraft, he rushed in the direction of Zhou Xun!

King Shela now understood it was a critical moment in the struggle between Zhou Xun and the Shadow Howling King, and naturally couldn’t let True Monarch Tianci get through,

After hesitating for a moment,

He once again summoned the ghost pearl, splitting off a thread of black light, pointing it at True Monarch Tianci.

The light transformed into a ghost shadow, suddenly appearing in front of True Monarch Tianci, waving its hands, countless black ghost hands extending from its body, clawing viciously towards True Monarch Tianci.

It stopped him in his tracks, so the two, despite heavy injuries, began to battle again!

At this time, Zhou Xun, under the attack of the ghost sound, was already in extreme peril—his divine sense gradually blurred, his body began to waver precariously.

Taking advantage of his last moment of clarity, Zhou Xun willed a thought,

And his entire consciousness suddenly withdrew from within his body.

Simultaneously, far away in the Eastern Wilderness Wangchuan Lake Cave Mansion,

Zhou Xun, seated on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes, a trace of solemnity flashing across his face.

"What kind of divine ability is this, absolutely indefensible!"

In truth, he didn’t know it was an innate divine technique of the Shadow Howling King,

Implemented at the cost of consuming the ghost pearl’s essence, the ’Divine Wail’ acted directly on the cultivator’s divine soul, unable to be blocked by ordinary light barriers.

If Zhou Xun weren’t multitasking, capable of withdrawing his consciousness from his avatar at any moment, he likely would have fallen victim to it.

After waiting two breaths,

Zhou Xun willed a thought,

And the avatar that had lost consciousness opened its eyes once more!

Upon internal inspection, Zhou Xun couldn’t help but be shocked by his disastrous internal condition.

His meridians were in complete disarray, spiritual power rampaging chaotically inside as if a disorderly army without command.

His organs suffered severe shock, softly aching, as if pricked repeatedly by countless fine needles.

If not for his body being tempered multiple times and partially protected by the Celestial Profound Spirit Armor, it might have already collapsed!

At the same time, the Shadow Howling King was no better,

Having lost half his body, and now with the ghost pearl’s essence largely consumed, he was merely hanging on by a thread.

He looked at Zhou Xun opening his eyes again, full of disbelief,

"How can it be possible, how can you still be alive!"

"Are you disappointed? Well now, it’s my turn!" Zhou Xun laughed coldly,

Ignoring the damage to his foundation, he forcibly invigorated his remaining mana, since he has the Spring Condensation Scripture, even a shattered foundation can be restored completely!

Then, with one hand casting a spell, he pointed at the thunder seed, seven hundred and twenty thunder swords condensed in the air.

Simultaneously, the Phoenix Butterfly soared again, its eyes flickering towards the Shadow Howling King, making him once again drowsy,

Immediately, seven hundred and twenty thunder swords surged forth, engulfing the Shadow Howling King,

After who knows how long,

The thunder swords slowly flew back, carrying a small banner, a short blade, and a black round pearl to Zhou Xun,

Which he promptly placed into the storage bag.

After defeating the Shadow Howling King, Zhou Xun turned his gaze to the distant King Shela, a trace of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.