Hunting Immortals and Demons

"The Chu Family’s bloodline is already weak, would this king just stand by and let you massacre King Ming? Or is it your Spirit Sect that’s doing all this? What would people say when they hear about this? That the Chu Family has no one left?"

The Ghost King spoke softly, his lean figure standing in mid-air, emanating a sense of utter superiority, embodying dominance over all under the heavens.

Jian Wuji and Zhuo Kunsheng both wore very grave expressions.

No other reason, the Ghost King’s reputation was too well known.

Even before King Ming rose to power, the Ghost King was already renowned throughout the world.

Legend has it that hundreds of years ago, the Ghost King’s cultivation level had already entered the Seventh Transformation of the Primordial Spirit, topping the list of the strongest in the world, and he was also ranked quite high among them.

Nowadays, across the whole world, there are few who can compete with the Ghost King.

At least on the surface, there are only a few people like an old monster from the Shengwu Sect and the old Clan Leader of the Ji Family.

"Chu Shenyou, I originally intended to seize the opportunity to kill you after killing Chu Tianming and his son. Since you’ve offered yourself today, I’ll kill you too."

The Saint Envoy Yinyue was extremely domineering. She coldly uttered her words, her body began to rapidly change and grow thick, blood-red fur, her figure became bloated, her nails lengthened and sharpened, and finally, she looked like a Blood Wolf.

Above her head, a Blood Moon floated, casting a cold and eerie glow.

Swish!

Saint Envoy Yinyue’s figure suddenly disappeared from its original location. When she reappeared, she was behind the Ghost King. Her claws, sharp as blades, aimed at the Ghost King’s neck, while the Blood Moon slashed towards his head.

The Ghost King snorted coldly, the grand seal rolling in and shielding against the Blood Moon. At the same time, his palm like a blade, horizontally swung, wrapped in the Rule Power, he collided with Saint Envoy Yinyue for a few moves.

But this time, their collision did not cause a violent explosion. It seemed as if a low-level Martial Artist was dueling. But even characters like King Ming could see the danger in this.

This was a confrontation of Rule Power. An ordinary-looking strike contained terrifying power, enough to shatter mountains and rivers, and boil oceans.

If it hit a top-tier expert, it would annihilate him in a single strike.

After a few moves, the two figures retreated again.

"Blood Wolf Howling Moon!"

Saint Envoy Yinyue let out a long howl, her whole body was radiating bloody light, the actual moon in the sky above suddenly became brighter.

From a crescent moon state, it suddenly turned into a full moon state, and was also covered with a layer of bloody light.

The real moon in the sky poured down endless moonlight, which was absorbed by the Blood Moon on the head of Saint Envoy Yinyue. The volume of the bloody light quickly grew larger, emitting terrifying fluctuations, pressing towards the Ghost King.

The Ghost King looked serious and let out a light shout. An ancient city rushed out from his body.

This was his Primordial Spirit Manifestation, the Jiuyou City.

Based on the foundation of his internal organ miracle, its cultivation contained endless mysteries.

Jiuyou City quickly grew larger, like a real city, ancient and worn, filled with wailing ghosts and vengeful spirits, forming a confrontation with the Blood Moon.

All these words make it sound long, but it all happened in an instant.

"Kill!"

Chu Tianjiao roared, his aura locked onto Jian Wuji, the Rule of Wind surged, moving towards Jian Wuji to inflict severe damage on him in a short time.

Meanwhile, Chu Tianming and Zhuo Kunsheng were locked in another intense fight.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

From a distance, a loud rumble echoed through the void, a sea of blood whirled over at an astonishing speed, and a wicked aura covered half the sky.

"Ancient Blood Demon."

Below, Chu Long yelled out, his face dramatically changing with utmost anxiety, wishing he could rush up to aid King Ming and Chu Tianjiao.

But he knew very well that if he rushed up with his strength, not only would he be unable to help King Ming and his group, he would also distract them.

The boundless sea of blood, with its rolling waves, quickly engulfed King Ming and Chu Tianjiao. The blood waves continually surged towards them, and each wave contained terrifying power.

And the giant body of the Ancient Blood Demon emerged from the sea of blood, pouncing towards Chu Tianjiao.

"Such powerful humans, such delicious flesh and blood. After devouring you, my injuries will surely recover a great deal."

The Ancient Blood Demon snickered with a cold laugh, unleashing a terrifying attack.

Chu Tianjiao, although he held the war sword from the overseas island, was at a disadvantage when faced with the combined attacks of Jian Wuji and the Ancient Blood Demon.

"Blood Demon, you first entangle Chu Tianjiao, I will join Sect Master Zhuo to kill Chu Tianming first, then come and assist you."

Jian Wuji communicated to the Ancient Blood Demon.

"Don’t worry, I alone am enough for this kid."

The Ancient Blood Demon responded.

Swish!

Jian Wuji left Chu Tianjiao be and rushed towards King Ming. He joined Zhuo Kunsheng in encircling and attacking King Ming. For a time, King Ming’s situation was precarious.

"Another group from the Spirit Sect, so many formidable experts."

Below, at Lu Yan’s residence, he was standing on the roof, the Exorcism Bow and Demon Destroying Arrow already in his hand, his True Vigor surged, preparing to assist King Ming.

He couldn’t possibly stand by and watch King Ming get killed and Mansion of King Ming destroyed. If so, his foundation would also be ruined.

He could probably run away, but his relatives and disciples would have nowhere else to go.

"Huh? What’s that..."

Just then, Lu Yan’s gaze flashed because he sensed a terrifying Soul Strength lingering around him. It swarmed towards him, charging towards his sea of consciousness.

"Found you, boy!"

A savage voice echoed, Lu Yan indistinctly saw a thousand-foot-tall white tiger, pouncing at him. It opened its mouth wide, intending to swallow him whole.

"A Soul Attack!"

A thought flashed in Lu Yan’s mind.

This white tiger was not physical, but transformed from Soul Power. It did not want to swallow his body, but his soul.

There was a terrifyingly powerful adversary, lurking in the shadows, making a move against him.

Sure enough, he was being targeted.

However, his opponent had clearly underestimated him, thinking that he was just as powerful as a top-tier expert on the overseas islands.

Though they knew how powerful his soul was, they still dared to attack it with a soul attack.

Seeking death!

Lu Yan’s soul rushed straight out from his sea of consciousness, and with a push of his palms, within the void, a phantom image of a large tree emerged, rapidly growing in size, and headed directly towards the hundred-yards-wide fierce tiger.

With a booming sound, the hundred-yard-wide fierce tiger trembled and flew backward, its body now covered in cracks.

"How is it possible? Have you broken through?"

A panicked voice echoed as the hundred-yard-wide fierce tiger turned and fled.

But the phantom tree image pressed down, and the body of the hundred-yard-wide fierce tiger shattered, a powerful soul power quickly recoiled, wanting to escape.

"Trying to run!"

Lu Yan’s soul power had long locked onto the tiger’s soul power, tracking it following its soul power. Soon, outside the Mansion of King Ming, he found a man, his face ashen and full of shock.

This man was the White Tiger Holy King of the Spirit Sect.

Boom!

Before the soul of the White Tiger Holy King could fully retreat, Lu Yan pushed the phantom tree image straight into the man’s sea of consciousness, crashing onto the spirit of the White Tiger Holy King.

In this attack, Lu Yan put all his strength into it, without holding back.

"No..."

The White Tiger Holy King’s soul let out a resentful roar, but his soul, which had already been severely wounded earlier, couldn’t withstand the full strength of Lu Yan’s attack.

With a thud, his Primordial Spirit exploded, scattering into ashes and smoke.

His robust body fell to the ground with a thump, devoid of any signs of life.

Once the Primordial Spirit is extinguished, the Martial Spirit disperses.

The White Tiger Holy King’s eyes were left wide open, full of resentment and disbelief.

He was indeed a holy king of the Spirit Sect, whose strength was comparable to the strongest in the world.

He still had many tactics and cards up his sleeve that he hadn’t played yet. If they had fought on normal terms, he wouldn’t have been so easily killed by Lu Yan.

But earlier, because he underestimated Lu Yan’s cultivation level and took him lightly, his Primordial Spirit was struck severely before he had a chance to use other tactics. This resulted in him not having the chance to use other tactics and being defeated by Lu Yan’s humiliating strike.

The Soul Power retreated like a tide and then rushed out again, this time aiming at Zhuo Kunsheng.

"Not good, The White Tiger Holy King is dead! There is a terrifying expert hidden in the Mansion of King Ming!"

The instant the White Tiger Holy King fell, Saint Envoy Yinyue sensed it, his face drastically changed, and his soul transmitted a shock.

Jian Wuji, Zhuo Kunsheng, and others caught on instantly.

"What?"

The pupils of people like Jian Wuji and Zhuo Kunsheng shrunk rapidly, filled with disbelief.

The White Tiger Holy King was dead?

Who could kill the White Tiger Holy King?

Moreover, it was done silently, and they did not notice any movement at all.

To be able to kill the White Tiger Holy King quietly, even the top few among the word’s twenty strongest couldn’t do it.

Unless it’s a He Dao level expert.

But now, where in the world are there He Dao level characters?

The Primordial Spirit, only by instantly destroying the White Tiger Holy King’s Primordial Spirit, could they kill him silently.

Jian Wuji, Zhuo Kunsheng and others immediately thought of this, and a warning sign raised in their hearts. They hurriedly summoned the Rule Power which spread out to form a Rule Armor around the Primordial Spirit.

At the same time, the Primordial Spirit switched places and wanted to hide within the flesh.

But it was too late.

Boom!

A phantom tree image rushed into Zhuo Kunsheng’s sea of consciousness, an intense soul power like a storm surged.

Zhuo Kunsheng’s Primordial Spirit shook tremendously, and the Rule Armor vibrated intensely, revealing cracks and finally burst open.

The terrifying Soul Power hit Zhuo Kunsheng’s Primordial Spirit. Zhuo Kunsheng’s Primordial Spirit almost exploded. Fortunately, the Rule Armor weakened some of the power, and he eventually withstood it, but his glow dimmed, and his Origin Energy was severely damaged.

In his heart, Zhuo Kunsheng was shocked. He rushed to control his Primordial Spirit and rushed into his flesh, hiding himself.

"Hiding?"

A thought flashed in Lu Yan’s mind, but he also knew that it wasn’t easy to kill a strong being if they were ready to defend. So at the moment his soul launched an attack, he had already drawn the Slaying Immortals Bow.

The thick True Vigor and the surrounding Heavenly Earth Power converged on the Destroying Demon Arrow and then, like a lightning bolt, shot towards Zhuo Kunsheng.

As soon as the Destroying Demon Arrow was shot, it disappeared from where it was, reappearing near Zhuo Kunsheng’s forehead.

Zhuo Kunsheng, whose Primordial Spirit was damaged, wasn’t as sharp as usual. By the time he detected the impending Destroying Demon Arrow, it was too late to evade.

At the critical moment, he could only desperately urge the Sky-breaking Sword, slashing out a strike.

Clang!

Like the tolling of heavenly bells and the exploding of stars, a horrifying shockwave was formed.

Afterall he was one of the world’s strongest, and powerful in battle. The Destroying Demon Arrow was deflected and bounced away, but Zhuo Kunsheng also retreated rapidly, his arms trembling slightly.

At this moment, the second Destroying Demon Arrow arrived.

The two arrows were seamless, without giving Zhuo Kunsheng any chance to breathe.

Zhuo Kunsheng’s pupils shrunk rapidly, becoming like pinpricks. The Heavenly Earth Power surged in front of him, forming multiple layers of defenses. At the same time, his Soul Power surged out, and his Primordial Spirit Manifestation consolidated, attempting to block the Destroying Demon Arrow.

But the Destroying Demon Arrow was too fast.

Zhuo Kunsheng’s Primordial Spirit Manifestation hadn’t fully consolidated when it was hit.

Thud!

The Destroying Demon Arrow instantly penetrated the defenses of Zhuo Kunsheng, piercing his Primordial Spirit Manifestation, and hit his shoulder.