Chapter 1380: The Great Method of Refining Ghost Void Souls, Sealing the Black Wood Coffin

The entire body was devoured, becoming part of Guixin Elder, whose body began to swell, expanding directly to over two meters, with ghostly Qi overwhelming.

The body also began to swell, like a Ghost King, and the ghostly form behind it started to change shape, or rather, gradually began to condense into a mass.

That mass of ghostly Qi transformed, becoming an even larger evil ghost, formed from countless ghostly Qi and vengeful souls, its height ten times that of Guixin Elder, a massive silhouette resembling a mountain peak.

This is the true body of the Ghost King, huge and terrifying, its rampant ghostly Qi giving a feeling one cannot look at directly.

"Roar."

Guixin Elder opened his mouth, howling skyward; within the Formation, all ghostly Qi and all vengeful souls instantly shattered.

The vengeful souls were devoured by the massive Ghost King behind, becoming its food; visibly, this once illusory Ghost King became real, its body coalescing bit by bit as boundless ghostly Qi continuously entered it.

Even the blood outside also at this moment condensed onto his body; Guixin Elder opened his eyes, waved his hand, his whole form dispersed, revealing his true visage, his entire body covered with dense, pitch‑black tattoos, as if formed from ghostly Qi.

"Buzz." His aura kept rising—Qiudao Second Heaven, Qiudao Third Heaven, Qiudao Fourth Heaven—all still ascending.

Qiudao Fifth Heaven; upon reaching this step, it steadied slightly and ceased further ascent.

Finally, his cultivation stabilized at Qiudao Fifth Heaven; Guixin Elder clenched his fist, feeling an explosive surge of power, the swelling force prompting him to look at Mu Long Hai and the others.

"Next, it's your turn. Everyone, do you have any last words?" Guixin Elder grinned, a mouth of pitch‑black ghostly Qi spewing out, full of fangs, not resembling a human.

Fiercely terrifying, his whole body of ghostly Qi exuded pressure, with a faint foul stench.

The massive Ghost King behind completed its formation, bowed its head, and locked onto the four—Mu Long Wenlong—Mu Long Wenlong said gravely, "Unexpectedly, he got the cheap end in the end."

"This Ghost King Dharma Body is not easy to deal with; everyone, start fleeing for your lives."

Mu Long Hai said nothing and summoned another pet.

An eagle as tall as the Ghost King Dharma Body, the Wind‑walking Eagle.

Mu Long Hai and Mu Long Wenlong leapt onto it; the Wind‑walking Eagle spread its wings, stirring gusts of hurricane, and began to ascend.

In a moment, they vanished from sight.

The Formation also collapsed when the Mie Xin Ghost King was devoured and that Ghost King completed its condensation.

Guixin Elder drew all the ghostly Qi and vengeful soul power to replenish himself; the Formation, having lost its energy, could no longer be sustained.

Mu Long Wenlong and Mu Long Hai fled, not wishing to face Guixin Elder, or rather, they were no match here.

Jiang Wu and Luo Qing exchanged a glance and simultaneously turned and left.

The two, perfectly in sync, ran swiftly, though slower than Mu Long Wenlong and Mu Long Hai.

Guixin Elder wielded the Ghost King Dharma Body to seize Mu Long Wenlong and the others, while he himself attacked Jiang Wu and Luo Qing.

Two gigantic ghostly hands covered the sky.

"Boom—"

The attack fell, yet none of them were seen; Guixin Elder gazed at his empty hands and remarked, "Truly worthy of a disciple of a great power, your survival ability is impressive."

"However, they are not my primary targets."

Guixin Elder turned and looked toward the deep pit.

Inside the deep pit, red light flowed; with no others to impede him, he could enjoy his loot.

Within lay a Corpse King; if he could claim it, he would be the true winner.

By then, the Bai Family would need not fear the Corpse Refining Sect; at least, the Corpse Refining Sect would not dare to outright annihilate the Bai Family.

"The Corpse King is mine."

The Ghost King Dharma Body slowly dissipated as Guixin Elder walked toward the deep pit.

On the other side.

Mu Long Hai and Mu Long Wenlong spat a mouthful of blood, landing; the Wind‑walking Eagle was injured— that earlier move had nearly caught them, costing them a price before they escaped.

"Cough cough cough." Mu Long Hai's face turned sallow: "Young master, giving up like this? Something good must be hidden beneath that place."

"If Guixin Elder gets hold of it, then…"

Mu Long Wenlong raised his hand: "Forget it, Mu Long Hai, we failed this time; that thing we cannot touch— whoever touches it dies."

Mu Long Hai asked puzzled: "Young master, do you know what's inside?"

Mu Long Wenlong nodded cautiously, murmured something into his ear, then waved: "Let's go."

Mu Long Hai stared blankly for a long while before following.

On the other side.

Jiang Wu and Luo Qing escaped, left the battlefield, lay down and exchanged a glance.

They laughed in unison.

Laughing heartily.

"The Mie Xin Ghost King is dead, junior brother Luo Qing, your vengeance is fulfilled," Jiang Wu wiped the blood from his mouth, inhaled the world's spiritual qi in big gulps, and began restoring his strength.

This time, a narrow escape from death.

Both did not wish to return; that place was too dangerous.

"Cough cough cough, I don't know if the Mie Xin Ghost King is dead; inside lies a great terror that must never be released." Luo Qing stood, turned, gazed toward the fleeing direction, and mused, "I have reported to the Faction; how to proceed depends on the Faction's decision, the next steps are beyond my authority."

"Me too." Jiang Wu had already informed the Faction; from now on he only wanted to return to the Faction to rest, unwilling to handle other matters.

"Senior brother Jiang Wu, let us part here; this kindness Luo Qing will not forget, and will repay it someday," Luo Qing clasped his hands.

"Junior brother Luo Qing speaks heavily," Jiang Wu clasped his hands, and the two turned and left.

The battlefield melee entered its final stage; the Huang Family and the Bai Family on this side poured out in full force.

Caught in the final chaotic clash, both sides fought blood‑red‑eyed, and the Bai Family's Great Elder also entered the fray.

On the Huang Family side, everyone entered, and Chen Qinglian and his group also joined the battlefield.

Underground.

Heishanyang stared at the coffin before him; the surrounding Formation gradually changed, the Black Wood Coffin ceased trembling, Qinglong Daoren's hand pressed upon it, the Black Wood Coffin gave no response, and Qinglong Daoren sealed the Black Wood Coffin on the spot, then stored it, sealing it within the Nine‑layer Farm.

Having completed this step, Qinglong Daoren still felt it was not safe enough, arranging a series of Formations and seals to completely seal the Black Wood Coffin, forbidding it from contacting any external Qi.

Heh heh, finally it's put away; inside this Black Wood Coffin hides a terrifying one, we must not rouse it.

Qinglong Daoren smiled; after the Black Wood Coffin vanished, this Formation naturally lost its effect.