Level Six Nine Stars
This is a powerhouse very close to Tier Seven. Although the "Ghost’s" bloodline level may not have reached the Gold level, it definitely ranks at the Silver Level.
Zhuge Yu’s face was solemn. A Level Six Nine Stars powerhouse, its Explosive Power is enough to shatter anyone’s defensive limit, even the physically strongest Yue Shenghe couldn’t withstand a strike from the "Ghost."
If it weren’t for the Wuhou Eight Trigrams Array combining everyone’s strength, they would have been individually pierced through by the "Ghost" by now.
However, the situation is still not optimistic for them.
The "Ghost" is not only strong himself, but he can also summon the Tier Six Nine Nether Ghost King, along with countless little ghosts.
The Ghost King and little ghosts continuously assaulted the pivotal points of the Eight Trigrams Array. If they can’t mount an effective counterattack, the array will eventually be breached.
Seeing the black fla breath of the Nine Nether Ghost King being blocked, a sinister gleam flashed in the "Ghost’s" eyes. He let out a low roar, his hands suddenly clenched together, and sinister incantations spewed from his mouth—
"Ten Thousand Ghosts—Wailing!"
In an instant, the air was filled with countless piercing shrieks, and an invisible spiritual assault surged forth like a cataclysmic wave.
This is not an ordinary attack, but a terrifying killer move that acts directly on the soul. If hit, one could face ntal collapse at best, and soul dispersion at worst!
"It’s a spiritual attack!" Zhuge Yu’s pupils constricted, imdiately issuing an order through the Heart Net, "Shangguan Lei, Heart Net fully open, construct a spiritual barrier!"
"Understood!" Shangguan Lei closed his eyes tight, veins popping on his forehead. The initially invisible Heart Net abruptly solidified, transforming into a semi-transparent spiritual barrier enveloping everyone within!
"Heart Net·Soul Guardian!"
Boom——!!!
The impact of the Ten Thousand Ghosts’ Wailing fiercely crashed against the spiritual barrier. Everyone felt as if their minds were thunderstruck, faces turning pale instantly. Yet Shangguan Lei gritted his teeth, enduring this wave of impact!
However, before they could catch their breath, the gigantic shadow of the Ghost King was looming again! Its colossal hand, obscuring the sky, was raised high, laden with a destructive force, crashing down on the Eight Trigrams Array!
Zhuge Yu’s heart sank imdiately, redirecting the array, "Yue Shenghe, Death Gate Main Defense, everyone infuse Spiritual Power!"
"Leave it to !" Yue Shenghe roared, his muscles swelling dramatically, dark golden patterns reappearing. The remaining Spiritual Power of the group surged crazily into his body, making his aura soar to its peak montarily!
"Dragon Immortal Panlong—Hold on for !!"
Boom——!!!
The ghostly hand slamd down heavily, a violent shockwave sweeping in all directions, fracturing the ground! Yue Shenghe’s legs sank deep into the earth, his arm muscles knotted, standing firm against this world-destroying strike!
But blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, evidently bearing imnse pressure!
"Now’s the ti!" Zhuge Yu shouted fiercely, "Fu Ning, Life Gate Sword Transformation!"
The Eight Trigrams Array rotated instantly, all Spiritual Power like rivers converging into Fu Ning’s body! His sword blade radiated blinding golden light, a suprely sharp Sword Intent piercing the heavens!
"Celestial Sword—Demon Slayer!"
Clang——!
A brilliant sword beam tore through the sky, descending like heavenly retribution, piercing through the colossal body of the Ghost King in an instant! The Ghost King emitted a distressing wail, its body fracturing inch by inch, finally dissolving into misty black fog!
With the combined might of sixteen top talents, a single sword decimated the Ghost King.
"We did it!" Everyone was uplifted in spirit.
However, just as they were catching their breath, Zhuge Yu’s face suddenly turned pale—their auras were rapidly declining! Forcibly wielding power beyond their limits ca at the cost of near depletion of their Spiritual Power!
The "Ghost" stood at a distance, the corners of his mouth lifting slowly under his mask: "Impressive, to vanquish my Ghost King... but do you still have strength left?"
He raised his hand slowly, his cold voice resonating across the heavens and earth—
"Then, how will you handle the second Ghost King?"
Rumble——!
The ground trembled again, and the shadow of the second Ghost King was slowly erging from the void.
What!
At this sight, everyone’s faces instantly paled, many with eyes reflecting despair.
"The secret of the word Zhen—Vitality Circulation...
Zhuge Yu’s hands abruptly ford a seal, and a verdant Spirit Pattern burst out from between his fingers, spreading like vines across the entire array. His eyes shone brightly, and he shouted fiercely:
"Earth Vein as the guide, all things thriving, turn!"
Boom—!
A dull rumble emanated from deep within the earth, countless sparkling green light points rose up from the cracked ground, surging into everyone’s body like starlight. The previously depleted ridians, nourished by this pure vitality, began to recover rapidly.
"Is this... Earth Vein Spiritual Qi?" Fu Ning was shocked, staring at the verdant glow wrapped around the sword edge. The Celestial Sword, once dim, was now revived with a fierce Sword Intent.
Everyone’s eyes lit up, rekindling their fighting spirit.
The "Ghost’s" silhouette wavered slightly in the distance, his brows under the mask furrowing once more: "Zhuge Family’s secret of the word Zhen?"
Boom!
The second Ghost King had fully solidified.
This Ghost King was entirely purple-black, with a single horn on its forehead, its body enveloped in suffocating Netherworld flas. It roared deafeningly to the sky, the ruins of Shuiyue New City shuddering from the sound waves.
"It’s useless." The "Ghost" raised his hand slowly, "Netherworld Ghost King, tear them apart."
Boom!
At the mont the Ghost King stepped forward, the ground within a hundred feet around it simultaneously sank. It swung its enormous claw, entangled with chains, crashing towards the array with the montum to sever mountains and valleys.
This attack was several tis more terrifying than before!
"Yue Shenghe!"
"Understood!"
Having recovered seventy percent of his Spiritual Power, Yue Shenghe faced it again, maximizing the Panlong Battle Body. At the mont of collision, the bones in his arms emitted a brittle snap under the weight, yet he forced himself to withstand this fatal strike.
"Now!" Zhuge Yu’s eyes flashed with determination, "Fu Ning, Celestial Sword Triple! Shangguan Lei, Heart Net Soul Lock! Wu Ziyan, Celestial Fire Burning!"
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