Chapter 193

When Wu Tie thrust out his spear, Old Dao Feng's mouth twitched slightly; he wanted to shout at Wu Tie to stop.

But his thought shifted, Old Dao Feng abandoned stopping Wu Tie; the curved blade spinning above his head trailed a Blood Light as he slashed down at the Gold Ghost, while his whole body glittered with gold light and a splendid set of golden armor clad him.

This armor, like Osiris's aesthetic, is so splendid it could blind one's eyes.

Especially, at the rear of this armor hangs a golden scorpion tail over ten zhang long; as Old Dao Feng brandished his blade, the long scorpion tail flicked, turning into a golden flash that arrived before the Silver Ghost.

As Old Dao Feng drew his blade, the gold, silver, and copper ghosts all cursed Doliya in unison; following their past experience dealing with Old Dao Feng, the three ghosts rose together, spewing a gust of yin wind to meet the blood-colored curved blade.

But this time, a flash of golden light suddenly flickered behind Old Dao Feng, and with a "swish" it appeared before the Silver Ghost.

The Silver Ghost instinctively waved his hand; a mass of black qi condensed in front of him into a ghost-face shield, blocking the golden light. But with a crisp crack, the ghost-face shield shattered in one blow, and a scorpion tail hook the size of a sea bowl, flashing with cold light, slammed hard into his face.

A surprise attack that no one anticipated.

The Silver Ghost let out a miserable howl; his face was struck until flesh and blood flew apart, the sharp scorpion tail hook tearing open a wound on his face that reached deep into his skull, and a wisp of black poisonous gas penetrated straight into the depths of his mind.

The Silver Ghost flew backward, the blood plasma splashed on his face turning pitch-black, continuously exuding a strong fishy stench.

The Gold Ghost and Copper Ghost both started; they had been entangled with Old Dao Feng for hundreds of years, having clashed dozens of times, but this time, as soon as they engaged, they lost a brother!

If not for their three-way cooperation, how could they possibly be a match for Old Dao Feng?

Without the slightest hesitation, the Gold Ghost and Copper Ghost both let out a sharp cry, offering up the great treasure they had obtained, under Doliya's guidance, from some ancient relic.

The blood-colored curved blade nearly split the Gold Ghost's scalp; atop his head a bright, gleaming bronze-colored treasure light shot up hundreds of zhang high, forcibly flipping the blood-colored curved blade over and sending it flying back dozens of zhang.

Within the bronze-colored treasure light, a three-foot-long, smoothly shaped treasure blade shone with brilliant radiance; it flashed in midair, bringing forth countless dazzling blade lights like meteors that slashed down at the blood-colored curved blade.

The blood-colored curved blade actively rose to meet it; blood light and green light violently swirled together, and amid the piercing impact sound, the blood and green lights sprayed out dozens of zhang away, numerous sharp qi tumbling rapidly in the air, carving deep grooves into the ground.

Old Dao Feng's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of a pinprick.

He glared furiously at Doliya.

All those pretty boys deserve to die; this pretty boy actually pointed the Gold Ghost to obtain such a divine weapon.

Just this bronze treasure blade alone can actually withstand Old Dao Feng's blood-colored curved blade...

The Copper Ghost also let out a low, deep howl; above his head rose a similarly radiant ruby-red treasure light hundreds of meters high, within which a red-copper bell three feet in diameter slowly rose.

The Copper Ghost opened his mouth; a blood-arrow shot from the tip of his tongue, striking hard against the red-copper bell.

The red-copper bell erupted in flames all over, its mouth locking onto Old Dao Feng's body; with a booming "boom", a wave of fire surged forth, raising visible sound-wave ripples that howled toward Old Dao Feng.

Old Dao Feng stood upright, unmoving, his golden armor emitting a column of golden flame that shot up tens of meters high; within that golden flame, a huge golden scorpion, its body covered in countless black stripes, flexed its claws and let out a long howl to the heavens.

The red firelight slammed hard onto Old Dao Feng's body.

Boom after boom rang out; Old Dao Feng's slender body remained unmoving as the firelight rolled up scorching heat waves, accompanied by terrifying roaring, surging outward in all directions.

A small earthen mound several hundred meters across and tens of meters high instantly exploded, leaving a huge pit hundreds of meters in diameter where it stood. Waves of heat turned into gales that surged outward; whether it was the Blood Curved Blade or the Gold Wraiths, masters on both sides were shaken and flung away.

Though it sounds like a long story, it really took only an instant.

The Gold Ghost and Copper Ghost both struck; at the very moment the Yin Ghost was severely wounded by a sneak attack and flung backward, Wu Tie's armor's two huge wings behind him gave a light tremor, and he instantly became like a phantom, appearing before the tiger-headed giant.

The White Tiger Rend produced a flash of cold light that stabbed straight into the tiger-headed giant's chest.

The tiger-headed giant couldn't even see Wu Tie's movement, nor the trajectory of the White Tiger Rend; he didn't even have time to speak, and, standing tall and proud as he provoked Wu Tie, he was pierced through the chest by a spear.

Wu Tie swung both hands; the White Tiger Rend lifted upward, and the tiger-headed giant's body instantly split into two halves, spraying great gouts of blood backward.

In the tiger-headed giant's brow, a mass of black whirlwind swept up his Life Pool and hurled it skyward in panic.

Within the Life Pool, flickering with a dim black light, a vague phantom of a fierce tiger roared angrily; the tiger-headed giant's Nine-Ring Great Blade, which he had been holding, shot up suddenly, turning into a sheet of black tempest that slashed down at Wu Tie from above.

Wu Tie's massive wings behind him coiled, dragging afterimages straight up into the sky, instantly arriving beside the Life Pool of the tiger-headed giant as it fled through the void. The White Tiger Rend swept through the air, the black wind dissipated, the Life Pool shattered, and instantly magnificent black radiance spread outward in all directions.

The Life Pool……is formed by the cultivator's own essence, qi, and spirit merging with the boundless heavenly-earthly primordial energy and the profound mysteries of heaven and earth.

Every Life Pool can be called a marvel of heaven and earth, a work of heavenly creation.

When the Life Pool is destroyed, the vast magical power stored within, the immense essence-qi-spirit, and the condensed heavenly-earthly mysteries all transform into various strange lights and rosy clouds that return to heaven and earth.

Strands of black flowing light spread slowly but firmly outward; in the void it was as if a gigantic black rose had blossomed, beautiful yet tinged with a feeling that makes one's heart tremble with despair.

At that moment, Old Dao Feng bore the Copper Ghost's bell strike head-on; the scattered firelight's booming shockwave surged over, the tiger-headed giant's Nine-Ring Great Blade was blown away by the gale, tumbling helplessly who-knows-where, while only the splendid flower formed by the collapsing Life Pool in the void remained unmoving.

Petal by petal, more and more of the black flowing light continued to spread outward, the flower's area growing larger and larger, hovering high above the earthen mound.

Many masters of the Blood Curved Blade and the Gold Wraiths simultaneously witnessed this scene.

Their pupils contracted simultaneously.

With the cultivation of the Chonglou Realm, to slay a Life Pool Realm expert by crossing one major cultivation level.

Moreover, this tiger-headed giant, among the Gold Wraiths, counts as a relatively strong lieutenant; he possesses several usable divine abilities and secret arts, and also carries several priceless ancient treasures as his trump cards.

He was actually killed in one blow by Wu Tie?

Many people recalled the White Ghost Old Nine from a few days ago, who seemed likewise to have been slammed to death by Wu Tie in a single strike.

"This brat!" In both the Gold Wraith and Blood Curved Blade camps, someone instinctively cursed.

Far away, in the densest mushroom grove, the various spies hidden within also exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

The Blood Curved Blade now has another terrifying warrior……one who can, with Chonglou Realm cultivation, instantly kill a Life Pool Realm expert……

Before these spies could even relay what they saw and heard to their forces behind them, to warn their leaders to be on guard against Wu Tie, this rising expert, suddenly the wind shifted dramatically within the battle group.

Dozens of Blood Curved Blade warriors clad in golden armor actually withstood their opponents' frenzied assaults, forced their way close, and directly inflicted heavy casualties on the enemy.

Their weapons, clearly of the same lineage as their armor, gleamed with gold light—whether spears, polearms, javelins, swords, or axes, shields, etc. —they displayed astonishing lethal power.

These ancient soldiers from Osiris's tomb have astonishing lethal power; many of the Gold Wraiths' masters wearing antiquated treasure armor were nonetheless pierced through in one strike by these radiant, oddly shaped weapons.

In merely two or three breaths, over half of the Gold Wraith experts brought by the three ghosts were severely wounded, and more than a dozen were caught off guard, their bodies smashed to pieces, leaving only various strange lights enveloping their Life Pools as they fled airborne.

How long has the battle actually been underway?

In just a few breaths, the Blood Curved Blade displayed overwhelming combat power; the Gold Wraiths were routed and suffered heavy losses.

"Come on, get up, get up!"

His face mangled by the sneak attack, constantly oozing black poisonous blood, the Silver Ghost collapsed on the ground twitching, he shrieked and screamed curses loudly.

Beside the small earthen mound, the two slave armies that had been stupidly standoffish suddenly moved; thousands of slaves brandished small knives and swords, gritting their teeth as they charged at each other.

But it was obvious that the slaves on the Blood Sabre side were all high-spirited, their every move filled with power.

Meanwhile, the slaves on the Gold Wraith side trembled one by one, their eyes fearful, they dared not clash head‑on with the enemy; after only a brief entanglement, large numbers of Gold Wraith slaves began to kneel and surrender.

Old Knife Wind's laughter suddenly spread across a hundred‑li radius: "Gold, Silver, and Bronze Ghosts, today I'll make you truly live up to your name as ghosts!"

Old Knife Wind took out a golden‑glittering scepter, gave a weird grin at the bronze ghost constantly vomiting blood and bombarding the red‑copper bell, and the scepter in his hand instantly turned into a golden gale that slammed hard into the bronze ghost.

The bronze ghost screamed, driving the copper bell to continuously spew fire‑light explosions that slammed into the golden gale.

Within the golden gale, countless golden sand and gravel whirled wildly, violently colliding with the fire‑light blasts from the copper bell; the bronze ghost obviously felt tremendous pressure, he kept retreating, when a sudden gust swept up golden sand and scraped his cheek……

With a "siss", half of the bronze ghost's face vanished into thin air, and a large spray of blood gushed from the wound.

The gold ghost shrieked sharply, his jade‑green treasure blade gradually suppressing Old Knife Wind's blood‑colored saber; he was about to tell his brother to hold on a bit longer, when he would finally suppress the blood saber……

With a "pfft", the gold ghost's body suddenly stiffened.

Old Knife Wind now held a golden hand‑crossbow; a two‑foot‑long golden bolt shot out angrily and struck squarely in the gold ghost's chest.

Black veins gradually seeped onto the golden bolt, intertwining into ancient characters that exuded an extremely evil, death‑laden aura; it was an extremely ancient, vicious curse.

The gold ghost stared dully at Old Knife Wind, then turned his head to Doliya: "Damn Doliya… where did you take them?"

With a "pfft", the gold ghost's body collapsed.

His body exploded into a pile of black sand and gravel scattered everywhere, even his life pool couldn't escape, and he was easily slain by this bolt.

Doliya looked at the slain gold ghost, wanting to cry but unable to shed tears.

In his prophecy, this ancient relic beneath the Blood Sabre's garrison should not have been this strong, not to this degree……

Such an ancient relic, possessing so many secret treasures and also various dreadful ambush setups……

Such an ancient relic, with his prophetic art, could hardly be found……

Something must have gone wrong, something must have gone awry.

But Doliya faintly realized that after leaving that ancient relic, his memory seemed to have some issues; at least all his experiences inside the relic had been forgotten.

He wanted to find where the problem lay, but he couldn't!

So he could only give an embarrassed smile to the slain gold ghost, then bow deeply and respectfully to Old Knife Wind: "Well, venerable chief, let's just… wipe out the entire Gold Wraith forces as we go!"

Old Knife Wind nodded composedly, retrieved the bolt from the gold ghost's body, and fastened it onto his hand‑crossbow.

The bronze ghost was struggling to block the gale from the golden scepter when a sudden golden flash shot forth, and the golden bolt pierced his chest.

"Old Knife Wind, I… your… mother…" the bronze ghost muttered dully, then his body also exploded into black sand and gravel.

Soon after, the silver ghost followed his brothers' fate, slain by Old Knife Wind's fearsomely lethal golden hand‑crossbow.

The Blood Sabre forces around were stunned for a moment, then, under the leadership of Tang Seven and Niu Man, everyone cheered together.

I never expected they would, in just a moment, rout the Gold Wraith, enemies for hundreds of years, in utter disarray.

Behind the Blood Sabre's garrison, vast troops surged forth.

Tens of thousands of elite warriors and hundreds of thousands of slave cannon‑fodder, mounted on various steeds, surged forward in mighty numbers.

Old Knife Wind said in a deep voice: "Brothers, with one push we'll destroy the Gold Wraith, seize their lands and all their people…… today we'll reward merit, and everyone will benefit."

Everyone was cheering, everyone was laughing wildly.

Wu Tie had long since broken from the battle group, seized the chance, and chased after the fleeing Sun Zuo in his sorry state.

Sun Zuo's face twisted with fright, turning completely bluish‑black as he nearly skimmed the ground; after entering the Life‑Pool realm, even the weakest level granted him several divine abilities, among them the "Myriad‑Li Wind Technique", which was perfect for this situation.

His body turned into a flowing wind, moving freely and unhindered; Sun Zuo exerted all his strength, fleeing toward the base of the hunting party he had organized.

He needed to escape with his life, and also to bring his direct brothers to safety as soon as possible.

Of course, if before fleeing he could sweep a huge sum from the Gold Wraith headquarters, that would be even better.

Wu Tie followed far behind Sun Zuo, keeping a steady, unhurried pace.