Chapter 324 - 262: Confrontation

As soon as these words were uttered, the Ghost Spider, who had been sitting motionlessly in the old temple, suddenly stood up, and a terrifying murderous intent surged from him.

His calm face suddenly contorted into a fierce expression, and turning his head to look at Lin Fang and the others, he gritted his teeth and said, "If you die here today, don’t hate me under the Underworld."

After speaking, his imposing figure took a few steps forward, and his rough large hand slowly seized the hilt, gradually drawing the chilling Treasured Sword from the altar.

The blade slid over the stone altar, emitting a low hum, and the chilling sword light shone in the broken temple.

Everyone instantly felt that the Ghost Spider’s temperament had changed, as if a peerless fierce beast had begun to awaken.

A sharp momentum burst forth from him, instantly turning into a fierce wind that assaulted the crowd.

The wind carried a razor-sharp Sword Qi, leaving deep marks on the surrounding trees in an instant; however, Lin Fang and his companions were no ordinary people, and such Sword Qi could not harm them in the slightest.

Seeing the reaction of Lin Fang and others, a hint of surprise flashed across the Ghost Spider’s face. He knew that Lin Fang and his companions were strong, but he did not expect each one to be so formidable.

Meanwhile, deep within him a flame was blazing powerfully—that was the flame of battle. Under its influence, the Ghost Spider appeared unusually excited; his muscles were trembling slowly, as he adjusted his fighting state to reach the optimal condition.

Lin Fang and his companions naturally noticed his behavior, and silently nodded their heads. Although this might seem a minor adjustment, in a battle between experts, victory might hinge on such finesses, and being able to do this undoubtedly demonstrated a great talent in combat.

"Sir, let me face him," Bai Su, who had been pursing her lips, volunteered energetically after seeing the sharp Sword Qi.

For every Sword Cultivator, battling with a strong Sword Cultivator is an inherent instinct; only through constant sparring can one elevate their Sword Dao to a higher level.

Therefore, encountering a Sword Dao master like the Ghost Spider, she too could not restrain her restless heart, eager to meet him.

Lin Fang, seeing the expectant look on Bai Su’s face, nodded slightly. White Ape had allowed Bai Su to come out precisely to hone her Sword Dao, after all, she cultivated the Sword of Slaughter, and only through combat could she better grasp this Sword Intent.

Under the gaze of everyone, Bai Su slowly walked out from the crowd, cradling her demon-like long sword, and approached the Ghost Spider to confront this formidable Sword Cultivator.

"Little girl, do you want to fight me?" the Ghost Spider asked softly.

His tall and burly body made Bai Su’s figure appear even more slender, and his eyes intently focused on Bai Su, carrying an invisible pressure, that was the confidence of a Sword Cultivator.

"Please enlighten me!" Bai Su said softly.

The demon-like long sword left its sheath, and as the blade slid against the scabbard, it emitted a crisp sound, and a sinister red light shone in front of the temple.

Two masked Little Demons, upon seeing the demon-like long sword, instantly felt a chill climb up from the soles of their feet, causing their bodies to shiver involuntarily.

A sense of inexplicable fear appeared in their hearts, making the two Little Monsters very self-reproachful. How could they be afraid when the elder had taught them numerous times already?

The Ghost Spider was also observing Bai Su’s Treasured Sword, feeling the Sword of Slaughter contained within, he couldn’t help but sigh, "What a fine Sword of Slaughter!"

The pure killing intent burst forth from the red blade of the sword, transforming into a fierce and terrifying Demonic God, which seemed to be opening its huge, bloodied mouth, ready to choose its victim and devour.

Such a Demon Sword required an extremely strong mind to suppress it, otherwise one would become a slave to the sword. At this moment, Bai Su’s eyes were clear, evidently unaffected by this sword.

This also demonstrated that the girl opposite possessed an extremely tough spirit, a quality that a powerful Sword Cultivator should have.

"You indeed have the capacity to be my opponent," Ghost Spider said solemnly.

"Out of respect for you, I can only do my utmost to defeat you!" Ghost Spider’s voice was soft, yet it carried a powerful oppressive force that even Bai Su could feel this intangible pressure.

It was a conviction of victory accumulated through constant success, a belief that often enabled a Sword Cultivator to perform beyond their own capabilities.

Fortunately, Bai Su had become accustomed to this kind of pressure from her own master, so she didn’t feel intimidated after encountering Ghost Spider.

Seeing the unmoved Bai Su, a hint of appreciation flashed across Ghost Spider’s face. A Sword Cultivator should be like this, able to face all difficulties and have the confidence to overcome them all.

"See my sword!" Ghost Spider shouted, moving swiftly like lightning to Bai Su’s front, his long sword swinging with endless Sword Qi.

"Clash!" The two Treasured Swords intersected in midair, the sparks they emitted were particularly dazzling,

Bai Su’s figure rapidly retreated. At the instant when the weapons met, a tremendous force was transmitted through the Treasured Sword to her body, forcing her to step back to dissipate this power.

At this moment, Ghost Spider’s figure resembled a towering mountain, giving Bai Su no chance to adjust. His figure flashed again, closing the gap to her, as he continued to swing his long sword, the surrounding air seemed to be torn with screeching sounds.

Bai Su was highly focused at this moment, her Soul constantly sensing the direction from which Ghost Spider’s Treasured Sword was swinging.

"I see it!" Bai Su instantly swung her Treasured Sword.

"Clash!" Both took a step back.

Ghost Spider’s expression was grave. In that bizarre long sword, he felt a strange power transmitted through the two Treasured Swords to him, seeming to siphon his own Vitality.

He realized this must be the special attribute of the bizarre long sword, a slight smile with a hint of excitement appearing at the corner of his mouth as he said, "What a splendid Demon Sword!"

Gently swinging his long sword, endless Sword Qi transformed into a terrifying storm heading towards Bai Su, with every move Ghost Spider made infused with immense power, perfectly combining sword technique, Sword Qi, and physical strength to produce astonishing destructive power.

Bai Su clenched her teeth. Dueling with a master like Ghost Spider, she dared not relax at all. One mistake, and death would await her.

She had only ever felt such pressure from her own master; yet, that was her master, and so her mind was prepared during their routine sparring.

But now, facing an opponent who could potentially snatch away her life at any moment, Bai Su’s heart tightened, her hand holding the Treasured Sword beginning to tremble slightly.

Her mind was more focused than ever before, all her strength summoned to its utmost limit.