Chapter 192: Subduing the Ghost General, Rotten Wood Black Chess

At this moment.

Not only the Ghost City, but even outside Dahe Square, countless loose cultivators running for their livelihoods were all alarmed.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the Dahe Ghost City in fear.

In the sky, birds cried and fled.

On the ground, beasts fled regardless of everything.

And on Mount Luofeng, large swaths of mountain rocks collapsed.

A huge body struggled to stand up from the depths of the ground.

Within the Ghost Domain, countless Yin energy, ghost energy, and evil energy surged toward him.

Filling his slightly illusory body, making it more solid.

Low panting sounded like thunder, rumbling.

This was not the kind of weak Ghost King that had been suppressed for hundreds of years and worn down to the point of gasping for breath.

But a powerful Ghost King who had just awakened and was in the newborn period.

Before his death, he was even a Yuding sword cultivator who was famous for his combat power!

Rumbling...

A loud noise came.

Luo Chen looked back subconsciously.

That Mount Luofeng, which had accompanied him for three years, collapsed with a bang.

A body entangled in gold and black colors was half-kneeling in the depths of the earth vein, trying to stand up slowly.

At this moment.

A sword sound came from the void.

Clang!

A strange scene appeared.

On Mount Luofeng, a mysterious yellow tripod slowly emerged.

A thick heavy sword seemed like an incense stick, inserted in the center of the tripod.

And that tripod just happened to sit above Pang Renxiong's body.

Seeming to be suppressing him?

"Sword and Tripod Ringing Together... Linghu Yong... you deserve to die, you deserve to die!!!"

The sad and desolate voice came intermittently from the ghost body.

Like weeping and complaining, like shouting and roaring.

In that ringing of the sword and tripod, the huge ghost body that was about to stand up was slowly suppressed again.

Far away!

Luo Chen, who was about to escape the Dao Discussion Platform, couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this scene.

He had seen this picture.

Back when Pang Renxiong fought against the three Ghost Kings and that mysterious Golden Core superior.

In the end, that great battle ended with the ringing of the sword and tripod.

He didn't expect that this move would actually remain until now.

Looking at it this way.

Pang Renxiong wouldn't be able to come out before being suppressed again.

Just as Luo Chen felt a little settled in his heart, the next moment, his hair stood on end.

The Ghost King, who was bent over by the suppression, tilted his body and looked at him with turbid eyes.

The Ghost King suddenly raised his hand, raised his illusory sword finger, and pointed at him!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

With one point, inside and outside the Dao Discussion Platform, in the ruins of Mount Luofeng.

Countless remaining sword energies seemed to be summoned, and sword sounds exploded instantly.

Then, ten thousand swords flew into the air.

The sword tips pointed obliquely, turning into a vast stream of light, washing down toward Luo Chen like a waterfall.

The speed was so fast that it was caught off guard.

Luo Chen's soul was terrified, and he felt his life was over!

Suddenly, his heart moved.

A sword-shaped token exploded with brilliant light, blocking in front of him.

"Master!!!"

The hoarse roar came from Luo Chen's mouth.

With this roar, that vast stream of light suddenly paused.

Afterward, it shifted slightly and hit around Luo Chen.

Chi! Chi! Chi...

There was no deafening explosion.

There was only the sound of a knife cutting tofu, a sense of shattering.

Luo Chen swallowed his saliva and did not hesitate anymore.

He put away the sword-shaped token, and his whole body turned into a golden light, drilling into the corridor leading to the outside world.

Under Mount Luofeng.

The Ghost King transformed by Pang Renxiong withdrew his finger in confusion.

"Master... disciple..."

The muttering sound gradually faded into silence amidst the ringing of the sword and tripod.

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

The rapid panting sound kept coming from Luo Chen's mouth.

From the place of bitter cultivation on Mount Luofeng to the White Stone Square.

Only a few miles, but it seemed like he had walked through his whole life.

Under that ten thousand swords firing together, his brain almost ran a revolving lantern.

If it weren't for the many years of practicing Mingshen Po Sha, making his will incomparably firm, he would have almost waited to die at that moment.

"Unexpectedly, the token Pang Renxiong gave me back then saved my life."

"By the Lancang River, that sound of 'good disciple' still rings in my ears."

"Although it didn't happen in the end, I finally called you Master!"

Luo Chen smiled bitterly.

Due to fate and coincidence, human affairs change, and there are such twists and turns.

"If my Dao practice improves and I achieve great success, I will definitely help you escape the sea of suffering one day."

Luo Chen breathed evenly and was about to take a step.

His body felt a sharp gaze, making him extremely uncomfortable.

He turned his head.

A pair of sharp, deep pupils were staring at him.

No.

To be precise, it was staring at the golden Sword Pill circling around him.

"Give... it... back... to... me..."

"Give it... back... to... me..."

"Give it back to me!"

The initial intermittent sound.

To the final roar, it was just in an instant.

This time, Luo Chen did not hesitate at all.

The sword light was blazing!

The Soul-Refining Banner was displayed!

A tripod suddenly expanded, throwing out four-colored tassels, supporting a mile of land.

In his hand, there was a scorching sun rising slowly.

A great battle broke out in the Ghost City, unknown to anyone.

Luo Chen used all his means.

In just an instant, he completely suppressed the Ghost General transformed by Luo Tianhong.

"Before you died, I had to respect you three points."

"After death..."

"Why look for trouble with me?"

Luo Chen's gaze was cold, and the huge fireball he held high smashed down.

A violent explosion sounded.

The scorching high temperature spread like ripples.

The Yin energy all around melted like snow seeing the sun.

The Ghost General's body was originally pulled by the Soul-Refining Banner and suppressed by the Four-Image Tripod.

At this moment, there was no power to resist.

Boom!

Luo Chen retreated and soon arrived at the edge of the White Stone Square.

Looking at the center of the explosion, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Since deciding to use the Mount Luofeng spiritual vein for cultivation, he had already envisioned how to fight against Ghost General level existences.

The Blazing Sun Spell was absolutely the best means.

Considering the unpredictable actions of ghosts, Luo Chen planned to use the suppression ability of the Four-Image Tripod and the shock power of the Soul-Awe Spell as a distraction.

However, the latter was easy to backlash on himself, so Luo Chen would only use it when there was no other choice.

Fortunately, he obtained a Soul-Refining Banner aimed at ghosts, making up for this defect.

Now that one strike was effective.

It didn't waste his painstaking efforts.

Looking at the Sword Pill circling around him, Luo Chen sighed.

"If I'm not wrong, this Sword Pill should be Luo Tianhong's bitter cultivation object."

"Nurtured for decades, if one day he advances to the Golden Core stage, it can become a natal magic treasure."

"No wonder he would look for trouble with me regardless of everything when he saw this treasure."

Luo Chen put away the Sword Pill, changed his aura, and intended to leave.

However, when he turned around, his gaze froze slightly.

In the center of the square, in the huge concave hole.

Luo Tianhong's broken ghost body was slowly melting.

However, in the center of the ghost body, a black chess piece emitted a hazy halo, preventing his body from melting.

The Yin energy cleared around was slowly filling in.

Replenishing his body.

Before long, the body became slightly more solid.

"This is?"

Luo Chen raised his eyebrows.

At the same time, Luo Tianhong opened his eyes again and stared at Luo Chen stubbornly.

His heart moved, and Luo Chen turned and left.

Behind him, Luo Tianhong roared and chased after him.

When he reached the edge of the White Stone Square, he struggled slightly.

But seeing the golden light appear again beside that back, he finally roared and chased out.

Luo Chen flew while using his spirit sense to pay attention to the movement behind him.

When he saw Luo Tianhong following, his heart settled down faintly.

"Sure enough, his obsession is not only guarding the Sword Pavilion, but also finding the Sword Pill he cultivated as his natal object."

"Using this as bait to lure him away from the White Stone Square range he is most familiar with, he is at my mercy."

"That treasure, I must get it!"

"However, I have to find a relatively safe place to set up."

Thoughts flowed through his heart, and Luo Chen's figure paused.

Then he disappeared into the alley.

The Ghost General behind him was stunned, and then drilled into those alleys without hesitation.

An incense stick of time later.

Luo Chen's steps stopped outside a tall building.

The familiar architectural layout made him not hesitate and drill directly inside.

Not long after, Luo Tianhong's figure also chased to this place.

Like before, without hesitation, he also drilled directly inside.

When the two figures disappeared, the weak spirits around slowly gathered.

If someone looked up, they might be able to see the sign hanging crookedly outside the tall building.

"Medicine Pavilion"!

If one were to say which places in the Ghost City were relatively safe.

Then the locations of the industries of the five major sects were undoubtedly the best.

Because after the great battle broke out in the inner city back then, only the cultivators in these few places survived and walked out.

In other words.

Back then, these few places were absolutely the ones with the least damage compared to other places.

And among them, the Medicine Pavilion was the place Luo Chen was most familiar with.

The moment the Ghost General Luo Tianhong entered the Medicine Pavilion.

Layers of white mist suddenly spread out.

Enveloping the entire building.

That scene was very similar to the array on the peak of Xiao Huan Mountain.

And just after the white mist unfolded, the Ghost General Luo Tianhong's eyes flashed with confusion.

It couldn't find the sense in the dark!

The obsession was gone.

This change made it manic, and it began to destroy wantonly in the Medicine Pavilion.

Second floor.

Luo Chen watched this scene and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

That array on Xiao Huan Mountain, although its attack and defense were not good.

But in terms of confusing enemies and obstructing investigation, it indeed had the effect of a first-tier top-grade array.

It was the array the Duan family used to guard the forbidden land.

If it didn't have some magical effects, it would be really unreasonable.

Seeing Luo Tianhong trapped, Luo Chen immediately took action.

This array called White Mist Concealment was just set up in a hurry and couldn't stop Luo Tianhong for long.

During this time, he must do his best.

The Soul-Refining Banner unfolded with a swish.

According to the records in the "Soul-Refining True Technique," Luo Chen cast one spiritual formula after another.

Initially raw, but later, it gradually became skilled.

Soon!

The black banner of the Soul-Refining Banner moved without wind.

A black curtain gradually opened.

Luo Chen was in it, only feeling Yin energy everywhere, and the sound of crying and roaring was endless.

There were even dozens of ghost soldiers comparable to the late Qi Refining stage circling and flying around him.

Each of them emitted a bloodthirsty aura.

Every time they passed by Luo Chen, they couldn't help but want to pounce on him.

But as the master of the Soul-Refining Banner, how could he let them backlash against him.

Before they could get close, black Yin energy chains would fly out from all directions, pulling them apart.

After several times, the ghost soldiers didn't dare to get close to Luo Chen anymore.

"In this way, the power of the Soul-Refining Banner is stimulated to the maximum."

"Next, it's to lure Luo Tianhong in."

Calculating the time, it seemed about right.

Almost the moment Luo Chen's thoughts turned, the vast white mist covering the Medicine Pavilion slowly dissipated.

Luo Tianhong was stunned, and his confused eyes gradually regained their spirit.

The next moment, he pounced directly to the second floor.

"Hoo..."

Low panting, the moment he stepped on the second floor.

Dozens of ghost soldiers pounced on him wildly.

Luo Tianhong roared low, following instinct, using the posture of a superior to suppress these low-tier ghosts.

However, these ghosts had already been refined by the Soul-Refining Banner.

They only listened to Luo Chen alone.

Even if there was a little fear, they just paused for a moment and continued to tear at him.

Luo Tianhong was stunned, not expecting these low-tier ghosts not to listen to its control.

"Woo..."

Lowering his head, he found a ghost soldier biting his thigh condensed from Yin energy.

"Woo woo..."

He slapped his palm, easily slapping the ghost soldier away.

But in the distance, the ghost soldier condensed again.

Being in the Soul-Refining Banner, as long as the controller's spiritual power is not exhausted, the ghosts are immortal existences!

In an instant, dozens of ghosts, one after another, regardless of the fear of death, constantly launched attacks on Luo Tianhong.

The low roaring sound echoed.

Under the black curtain.

Luo Chen's gaze flickered.

"Just relying on these dozens of ghost soldiers is not enough!"

His right hand flicked.

A chain shot out, piercing into Luo Tianhong's shoulder blade.

"Not enough!"

"Still not enough!"

One Yin energy chain after another shot out.

Soon, around Luo Tianhong, there were a full nine huge Yin energy chains, tightly binding him.

At this moment, he was struggling to move.

But even though he was besieged and bitten by dozens of enemies and bound by nine huge chains.

His steps were still firmly taken.

Following the sense in the dark, step by step, he walked to a small room.

Click click...

The wooden door, in disrepair for years, opened slowly with a harsh friction sound.

And at this moment, a pair of eyes glowing with green light fell on him.

"Give..."

"Sorry, I have already refined this Sword Pill, but I can't return it to you."

Luo Chen smiled slightly, without any apology on his face.

Not only that, the Soul-Awe Spell was fully operated.

This time, it was not the Soul-Awe Spell simply cast with eyes when he was in the Qi Refining stage.

But the Soul-Awe Spell directly cast with released spirit sense!

The strong soul foundation was all released, leaving no room.

If it were Luo Tianhong at his peak, Luo Chen might not dare to do this.

After all, he didn't know if large sect disciples had methods to strengthen their soul foundation.

If there was a backlash, it would be a loss that outweighed the gain.

But the current Luo Tianhong had become a ghost.

And he had taken a full hit of his Blazing Sun Spell, struggling to recover.

Finally, he was weakened layer by layer within the Soul-Refining Banner's home field.

At this moment, it was the weakest time in his life!

When the Soul-Awe Spell, pushed to the extreme, shrouded Luo Tianhong, Luo Chen didn't feel very strenuous.

There was only.

The feeling of having everything in his hands, life and death under his control.

At the door, Luo Tianhong knelt down slowly, his body gradually prostrating on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Luo Chen did not hesitate.

His hand formula changed.

"Receive!"

With a light shout, the nine chains tightened instantly.

Pulling Luo Tianhong into the unfolded black curtain.

Luo Chen stood up long.

With a beckon, the Soul-Refining Banner fell into his hand.

His gaze fell on the unfolded banner, and a ferocious face with persistence appeared faintly.

In this way, this Ghost General comparable to the Foundation Establishment stage was considered subdued by him.

Not only that.

Even the quality of the Soul-Refining Banner leaped from high-grade to top-grade.

However, if he wanted to use it handily, it wasn't that simple.

Even the ghost soldiers tried to backlash against Luo Chen.

Let alone the Ghost General level existence.

Afterward, Luo Chen still needed to spend a lot of time to subdue the Ghost General's will.

What Luo Chen cared about was not this.

What he cared about was another thing.

Spirit sense entered the Soul-Refining Banner, constantly going in and out of the Ghost General's body.

Soon, he found what he wanted.

"Come out!"

With Luo Chen's low shout, a pitch-black, pure chess piece floated out slowly.

Looking at this object.

Luo Chen's breathing became rapid.

"Magic treasure, Rotten Wood Chess Piece!"

Holding the black chess piece in one hand, Luo Chen swallowed his saliva.

"Sure enough, it is this object!"

Back then in the Guyuan Mountains, the Golden Core ruins opened.

First, Pang Renxiong sneaked into it and took away most of the treasures.

Later, many Foundation Establishment True Persons joined hands to enter and fight for opportunities.

Finally, it ended with Mi Shuhua obtaining the storage ring of the Supreme Elder of the Ghost God Valley.

And in that ring, there were no large treasures of the Ghost God Valley.

There were only a few magic treasures.

Among them.

What Luo Chen knew were the Demon-Locking Tower and the Rotten Wood Chess Piece, these two magic treasures.

The former was something Pang Renxiong valued extremely highly and once wanted to bring back to the Yuding Sword Sect.

And the latter was the protective treasure of the Supreme Elder of the Ghost God Valley back then, with a grade reaching mid-grade!

Pang Renxiong was already a Golden Core sword cultivator, with all his heart on one sword, and didn't look at these treasures.

Therefore, he bestowed it upon Luo Tianhong, who had made great contributions.

With the great battle in the inner city of Dahe Square.

Luo Tianhong fell, and the defensive magic treasure, the Rotten Wood Chess Piece, also disappeared.

But he didn't expect that one black chess piece would fall onto the Ghost General transformed by Luo Tianhong.

"What I didn't expect is that even if this treasure is only half, it has the grade of a low-grade magic treasure!"

"If it were combined with the white chess piece, wouldn't it be able to reproduce the power of a mid-grade defensive magic treasure?"

"No, how can I be so greedy."

"Having one chess piece is already a great fortune!"

Even if it was just a black chess piece, it was already a low-grade defensive magic treasure.

This was undoubtedly a huge harvest for Luo Chen, even more than three years of bitter cultivation!

For a long time, Luo Chen's means of protecting the Dao had been in a deformed state of attack greater than defense.

In terms of attack, he could be said to be full.

Even in the Qi Refining stage, he could threaten Foundation Establishment True Persons.

But defense had always been his shortcoming.

He only had a high-grade defensive magic robe and the tassel defense attached to a Four-Image Tripod.

This was not his problem.

It was caused by the current fighting style of the cultivation world.

Because of the fighting, defensive magic tools had always been very popular.

Among magic tools of the same grade, the price had always been high.

Moreover, when fighting, if one wanted to defeat the enemy, it was often by first defeating the enemy's defensive magic tool.

In this way, every time he collected spoils of war.

There were rarely any defensive magic tools obtained.

Luo Chen led the Luo Tian Society through many great battles.

But the defensive magic tools collected were still few and far between.

Those reaching high-grade were even rarer.

Compared to ordinary high-grade defensive magic tools, they were not as good as the Four-Image Tripod he was used to using.

Therefore, for a long time, he had not made up for this shortcoming.

Wang Haichao gave him the second-tier defensive spell "Glazed Sky Curtain," even if he knew the other party might have ulterior motives, Luo Chen still spent effort to cultivate it.

The purpose was also to make up for this shortcoming.

But spells are easy to learn and hard to master.

To cultivate to the point of being able to use it freely, I don't know how much time it will take.

By comparison, magic tools are short, flat, and fast.

And defensive magic treasures are the good treasures that all Foundation Establishment True Persons dream of.

Back then, the reason Nangong Jin agreed to deal with Duan Qiankun was for that Ze Guo Gui Tu, wasn't it?

Now, Luo Chen also possessed his own defensive magic treasure.

With this, his shortcoming was instantly strengthened to the longest!

"However, this object has been soaked in Yin ghost energy for many years, so it still needs to be carefully nurtured to be used like an arm."

Luo Chen put it away carefully.

He planned to carefully refine it after going back.

Magic treasures are not like magic tools that can be quickly mastered once obtained.

Looking around, Luo Chen didn't intend to stay long.

The current Dahe Ghost City was truly not a good place.

Although the Ghost King Pang Renxiong was suppressed by the means left by Linghu Yong of the Luoyun Sect.

But that means was a rootless duckweed.

Pang Renxiong sat on the geographical advantage and would break the seal sooner or later.

By that time, let alone Mount Luofeng and the Ghost City.

Perhaps the entire Dahe Square, a thousand miles of land, would be shrouded in Pang Renxiong's ghost hero power.

"In this way, Dahe Square is not only not a land without an owner, but will become an evil land."

"Where should I go from here?"

Faint thoughts lingered in his heart.

Luo Chen restrained his aura and went downstairs.

Suddenly.

His footsteps stopped.

At the entrance of the Spirit Medicine Pavilion, an illusory figure was lying by the decaying wooden window, looking at him timidly.

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End of this chapter.