Chapter 536: Ten Thousand Ghost Pill Completed

This battle descended into chaos; everywhere there were fights—battles of the Strong One, battles of the weak, ambushes, scheming, even poisonings—any means that could be used were employed.

The Black Dragon Guard and the Monster Race began to clash; their leaders fought, and those below naturally would not cease.

The great melee began, and the Yin Gui Sect disciples also started to strike at the Monster Race; at this moment they actually stood together, for the Yin Gui Sect disciples are also humans, and facing the Monster Race they naturally besieged them jointly.

Seeing this, the Green Deer Demon General continued the fight, which was very unfavorable to him.

On the human side, their numbers were great; once their people caught their breath they would certainly act against the Monster Race, and then he might be left here, using the chance to split off. The Green Deer Demon General threatened, "Next time we meet, I will definitely kill you, Jing Yuheng."

"We're leaving."

All the Monster Race participants in the battle, upon hearing the demon general speak, withdrew from the fight and fled the area.

This battle no longer needed them; the Heavenly Sword Daoist was dead, the Yin Dragon Saint Son was nearly dead, and only a Tianlian Zhenren remained, unable to do much.

With that batch of disciples dead, the Heavenly Heart Sect suffered a great loss, weakening its power, which was sufficient.

Whether the Heavenly Heart Sect later retaliates, it would be against those humans, not the Monster Race.

At least, they are not the first to be retaliated against.

Before departing, the Green Deer Demon General glared fiercely at Jing Yuheng, memorizing the woman; next time he would not let her go, determined to make her endure the most terrifying torment of the mortal world.

Jing Yuheng let out a sigh of relief; the Green Deer Demon General retreated, they were frightened.

The Black Dragon Guard and the Yin Gui Sect disciples silently separated, in great tacit understanding, not striking each other.

At this moment the Yin Gui Sect Elders rushed to the side of the Yin Gui Zhenren, checking his injuries; the Yin Dragon Saint Son had his body paralyzed by lightning and could not move for the time being.

"Yin Dragon Saint Son, hand over the Heavenly Ghost Pearl."

Jing Yuheng walked forward slowly, bearing a Thunder Spear, with lightning flashing.

These bolts of lightning are the nemesis of ghosts, and can naturally suppress the Yin Dragon True Person.

This weapon was prepared specifically for the Yin Gui Sect.

"Hmph, Jing Yuheng, relying on the weapon's might, what skill is that?"

Hearing that, Jing Yuheng sneered, "Facing death, you still fail to realize it."

"Yin Dragon Saint Son, since you refuse to hand it over, then go die."

The long spears interlaced, and in an instant the thunder exploded.

"Boom—."

Just as the attack was about to reach the Yin Dragon Saint Son's brow, he gave a cold smile; the Yin Dragon Spear swiftly struck, deflecting the Thunder Long Spear, the blow passing by him, and then the Yin Dragon Saint Son stepped forward.

When the attack range closed, he gave a demonic grin, "Jing Yuheng, I've waited for you a long time; you finally came close."

"Yin Dragon Long Spear Kill."

"Bang."

Jing Yuheng was hit hard by a spear, and his whole body was flung backward.

Seizing the chance, the Yin Dragon Saint Son turned and left.

This place is not fit for lingering; I must depart.

Staying here would only… die here.

"Stop."

"Can't run."

Four Elders stepped forward to block, and were directly speared away by the Yin Dragon Saint Son's long spear.

The other Elders, before even approaching, were also flung away.

Watching helplessly as the Yin Dragon Saint Son fled, Jing Yuheng hit the ground, his face blackened.

"Damn, he got away."

Can't catch up.

She was careless and was schemed.

"Damn it."

He shouted angrily, and Jing Yuheng could only give up.

The Yin Dragon Saint Son escaped, sensed no one approaching from behind, and let out a sigh of relief.

He dared not lower his guard, and fled at full speed.

Just after feeling safe, he paused slightly, preparing to restore some ghost Qi.

His body suddenly tightened.

The heart he had just set down was lifted again.

His gaze fixed on what lay before him.

Through his blurred vision, a person emerged from the forest ahead.

Or rather, he had been waiting here for him all this time.

"Who are you?"

The Yin Dragon Saint Son could not sense the person before him; there was no aura, as if he merged with the surroundings.

He seemed like an ordinary person, yet he knew this individual was dangerous.

To evade all his perception and Spiritual Sense and still appear here was too coincidental.

The Yin Dragon Saint Son stepped back two paces, searching for a way to leave.

At this moment his body was at its limit, unwilling to fight; the sword lodged in him, its Technique could at any moment damage his body, disrupt the ghost Qi within, preventing him from condensing it.

With too much fresh blood lost, if he continued, he would die.

Chen Chuyang gave a faint smile, "Don't rush; I'm a very easy person to talk to."

He took a step forward; the Yin Dragon Saint Son tried to strike, but found Chen Chuyang's figure had vanished from sight.

That person had appeared behind him at an unknown time.

In his hand, a Heavenly Ghost Pearl had appeared at some unknown time.

Wait, the Heavenly Ghost Pearl.

Yin Dragon Holy Son's pupils widened, he turned back, staring fixedly at the Heavenly Ghost Pearl—clearly it had just been in his embrace, why was it now in his hand?

Is this the Heavenly Ghost Pearl? Indeed extraordinary, thank you for condensing the Heavenly Ghost Pearl for me.

The origins missing from the Heavenly Ghost Pearl cannot be given to you.

Turning around, that hand pressed onto Yin Dragon Holy Son's head; he could not resist.

He couldn't even move a muscle.

At this moment, Yin Dragon Holy Son horrifiedly realized he had become the fish on the chopping block before this person.

Who exactly are you?

What do you intend to do?

Suddenly, Yin Dragon Holy Son's face changed; he discovered his ghostly essence was rapidly vanishing.

It frenziedly surged into the Heavenly Ghost Pearl; he had no means to stop it.

Unable to control, unable to… struggle.

Watching his ghostly essence disappear, the last remnants of it within his body vanished completely.

Sword Qi began to ravage his body.

It wasn't over yet.

The Ghost Pill must not be wasted; it's a fine thing.

Pfft.

His dantian was ripped open.

A hand seized his Ghost Pill; Yin Dragon Holy Son panicked.

Wait, what are you doing?

You can't do this, spare me—I will acknowledge you as my master.

I am willing to be your slave.

Once the Ghost Pill is lost, he will lose everything.

His strength, and everything else, will be lost.

I have no need for a slave.

If you're dead, I'll feel more at ease.

Ghost Pill, take it out.

Chen Chuyang glanced at it, disdainfully saying, "Too impure; I thought it would be similar to the Heavenly Ghost Pearl—truly disappointing."

It was despised.

Yin Dragon Holy Son couldn't muster anger; he was truly desperate.

Give it back, give back my Ghost Pill.

Kid, you cannot.

What else do you want to do?

Chen Chuyang lowered his head and smiled: "I've heard that members of the Yin Gui Sect can be refined into pills; I don't know if it's true."

Perfect—I have a method for refining ghosts into pills in my hand; I'll use you to test it.

Such excellent material must not be wasted.

No!

Yin Dragon Holy Son felt everything about himself being gradually compressed.

Ghostly essence, flesh and blood, indeed all his vital essence, condensed into a single point.

He, no longer had any consciousness.

Refining Ghost into Pill.

With a low shout, the last trace of Yin Dragon Holy Son's consciousness dissipated.