"Go all out and kill Zhang Bin!" the Holy Mother of Black Bell scread frantically, an imnsely terrifying murderous aura erupting from her.
Beneath her mask, her face was twisted with pure venom. At this mont, she hated Zhang Bin to the bone. She finally realized that all of her sches and traps had played right into Zhang Bin's hands, turning into one big joke.
The Black Bell Organization was truly about to collapse.
Therefore, she decided to go all out and kill Zhang Bin to get her revenge. After all, this was a perfect opportunity. Zhang Bin was right in front of them. Although he had a terrifying expert by his side, that person might not be able to guarantee his safety.
Before her words had even faded, she charged at Lord Specter like a crazed tiger, her eyes shooting horrifying rays of light that blasted madly toward him. A red sword materialized in her hand, blazing with fire as she slashed with all her might at the specter. Her goal was to tie up Lord Specter, preventing him from protecting or rescuing Zhang Bin.
She was clearly no fool, having deduced that Lord Specter was a soul without a true physical body. Therefore, she employed the attacks most feared by souls—light and fire.
"You're courting death."
Lord Specter roared in fury. A suit of pitch-black Battle Armor materialized around him, and a short sword radiating an icy aura appeared in his hand. He lunged forward, clashing fiercely with the Holy Mother of Black Bell.
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Ten assassins at the Nascent Soul Realm all roared in unison. Their mouths flew open, and terrifying Black Bells shot out, blasting toward Zhang Bin like lightning.
The Black Bell was a particularly insidious Magical Treasure that specifically targeted a person's soul. Forget a cultivator like Zhang Bin, who had yet to reach the Nascent Soul Realm; even an expert at that level would suffer a miserable death when facing so many Black Bells.
However, a cold sneer appeared on Zhang Bin's face as his ears suddenly trembled.
Red Thunder erupted with an aura of total destruction. Its sheer power was terrifying, like a genuine Heavenly Tribulation.
In fact, Little Lucky Star was currently wreaking havoc inside Zhang Bin's ear. A red Thunder Drum and a white Nail Hamr had miraculously appeared in its claws. It beat them frenetically, causing bolts of thunder to blast out from the Thunder Pool.
This was a real Heavenly Tribulation. Moreover, it was the tribulation that a Golden Core Realm Cultivator had to endure to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm.
These assassins cultivated the Heaven-Defying Divine Skill, leaving their realms unstable. Enduring such a Heavenly Tribulation would be incredibly difficult for them. Even if they managed to survive, they would be left on the brink of death. Now, faced with such terrifying thunder, they didn't dare to charge forward. Instead, they began to retreat rapidly, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
All the Black Bells were struck by the Red Thunder, their speed plumting as they emitted red smoke and flas. Then they clattered to the ground, failing to harm Zhang Bin in the slightest.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
All the Chinese Cultivators imdiately launched their own attacks, unleashing a rain of Magical Treasures that cut through the air with indescribable speed, arriving in an instant.
"AHHHHHH!"
Piercing screams echoed through the air. All five of the so-called War Gods were struck. Their Armor shattered and their bodies were pierced, sending blood spraying into the air as they all collapsed. Their Nascent Souls flew out, trying to escape. But there were too many Magical Treasures. A second wave caught their Nascent Souls, blasting them into dust.
The five beautiful female assassins were much luckier. Because they were beautiful, the male cultivators hesitated to harm them, directing all their Magical Treasures at the five War Gods instead. Far fewer Magical Treasures were aid at them.
SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!
With faces full of terror, they dodged swiftly.
"Go!"
The Holy Mother of Black Bell, finding she was no match for Lord Specter, let out a great cry. She unleashed her incredible Space Law, and her sleeves flew out to envelop the five female assassins. She shot backward, fleeing into the distance like a bolt of lightning.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Lord Specter sneered and suddenly accelerated, moving with what seed like Instantaneous Movent. In the blink of an eye, his pitch-black hand slamd heavily onto the Holy Mother of Black Bell's back.
BANG!
A terrifying sound rang out as black light exploded from the point of impact.
"ARGH!"
The Holy Mother of Black Bell let out a bloodcurdling scream, blood streaming from her seven orifices. But she wasn't dead yet. Using the force of the blow to surge forward, she dove into the ground with a SWOOSH and vanished without a trace.
Lord Specter did not pursue, as he knew he couldn't catch her. It was impossible to track her underground with so many possible directions. He let out a terrifying, strange laugh. "Struck by my Soul-lting Palm, your death is certain."
Everyone was stunned. Damn, what kind of terrifying figure was this? He seed utterly ruthless and brutal.
Could it be that the seniors of the Taiqing Sect were all this terrifying?
It wasn't just them; even Zhang Bin himself was secretly wary.
Living Ghosts are truly terrifyingly powerful. Even a cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm might not be a match for them. What's truly frightening is that Youming might have many such Living Ghosts, so of whom have lived for thousands, or even tens of thousands, of years. So might even hail from the Remote Ancient Era. This is my greatest enemy. How will I ever be able to completely eradicate Youming in the future?
"Master, I think you're overestimating Youming's strength," Tutu said. "It's an exaggeration to say that this Living Ghost is stronger than a cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm. If he hadn't launched a surprise attack on the Holy Mother of Black Bell, he might not have been able to defeat her."
You have a point. Lord Specter's strength is probably around the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm, perhaps even a little weaker. The power of the other Living Ghosts is unknown. I'll need to carefully assess just how powerful an organization Youming truly is.
"Hahaha... We've won!"
All the cultivators laughed with excitent. The Holy Mother of Black Bell had been gravely injured and might never recover. The Black Bell Organization could be considered all but collapsed.
"Let's go. We'll head up and take care of the other assassins," Zhang Bin ordered.
He had them enter the Flying Saucer imdiately. Only he and Master Xueyin remained outside, with the Living Ghost following close by Zhang Bin's side, now acting as his bodyguard.
He had Tutu act again, and the gate opened quickly. They flew upward swiftly. This ti, they used Sword Control, moving at an incredible speed.
Soon, they left the tunnel and erged outside. Unfortunately, most of the assassins guarding the tunnel had already fled. The ones who escaped were all capable of Sword Control, having reached the Golden Core or Nascent Soul Realm.
"Chase them! You won't escape!" Zhang Bin roared, steering the Flying Saucer in pursuit like a bolt of lightning.
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