Chapter 1090: Chapter 3: Ghost Immortal Technique
The Seventy-two Ghost Kings, seeing this, no longer hesitated and each called out to their subordinates, launching a full-scale assault!
Xiao Jie instinctively glanced at the three Immortals beside him, only to find Lin Xuance’s expression unusually grave. He was staring intently at the spot where the Netherworld Emperor had just cast a spell, seemingly pondering sothing.
Thought to himself, finally feeling tense, huh? It seems this Netherworld Emperor indeed has so capability.
“Lin Dao You…”
But Lin Xuance seed not to hear his calling, and suddenly spoke in a deep voice, “Fellow Daoists, do you find the spell the Netherworld Emperor used just now… familiar?”
Xiao Jie thought to himself, how could I find it familiar? I’ve never seen such terrifying spells before.
The Martial Arts Immortal, Wu Qingyue, also shook his head, “Never seen it before, but the posture is quite intimidating.”
However, the Primordial Monarch, Su Zhiqing, spoke solemnly with a trace of disbelief, “It does seem… sowhat familiar. The way the energy flows, the form the law takes… This is the exclusive Secret Technique of the ancient Ghost Immortal ‘Tongxuan Wanderer’—the [Netherworld Tribulation Hand]! How did this Netherworld Emperor, Zhao You, master it?”
Tongxuan Wanderer? Xiao Jie was shocked in his heart. Isn’t this the author of the “Nine Nether Profound Soul Scripture” that Ye Luo cultivated, the ancient Ghost Immortal? Could it be that this Netherworld Emperor has so unknown connection with the Tongxuan Wanderer?
At this mont, atop the walls of Senluo Ghost City, there was sheer panic.
“Your Majesty! The city gate… the city gate is breached! What are we to do?”
“Where are those Immortals? Are they really not coming? Are we to watch our demise?”
“The city head is no longer safe! Your Majesty must quickly relocate, retreat to the Palace of Darkness for temporary refuge, and deliberate from there!”
Yama Qin Chuan looked at the huge breach below and the tide of enemy forces pouring in, yet there was little panic on his face. He rely sighed and rebuked, “What nonsense are you talking? At this mont, where is there any retreat possible? Can we hold by retreating to the Palace of Darkness? Those… they just want to reveal my trump card first, to further deplete the Netherworld Emperor’s strength.” There was a hint of understanding and helplessness in his tone. “So be it, relying on others is ultimately not as good as relying on oneself. At such a crucial mont concerning the survival of the Netherworld, how can I stay out of it, leaving only the soldiers to fight with their lives?”
After speaking, his expression suddenly changed, an ever-present imperial majesty erupting forth, exuding an aura of resolute decisiveness! “All generals heed the order! Gather all the personal guards who can still fight, follow out of the city—to battle!”
Monts later, accompanied by an ancient and desolate long horn resounding from within Senluo Ghost City, behind the breach in the city gate, Yama Qin Chuan led the last and most elite force of several thousand Reincarnation Forbidden Guard Cavalry into everyone’s sight.
Only to see he had already switched out of the Emperor’s Robe, donning a profound black coiling dragon Nether Gold Battle Armor, its layers upon layers of armor plates overlapping like dragon scales, glinting with a dark and profound luster.
The shoulder armor were two fierce Yazi heads, the front of the chest armor carved with a complete map of the Netherworld’s mountains and rivers. A dark red cloak billowed behind him without wind, like flowing blood.
He wore a Hair Tying Ink Jade Crown, his expression stern, eyes like lightning, holding in his hand an antiquated yet suprely authoritative and powerful Divine Sword—Broken Evil Dragon Soar. The long sword bore hidden dragon-shaped patterns flowing upon it, the guard embedded with a massive Netherworld Gem, seemingly devouring all light. Just by standing there, an emperor’s aura of suppressing the universe, dominating reincarnation, spread out, forming a stark contrast with the pale and eerie emperor’s might of the Netherworld Emperor Zhao You.
“Kill—!” With a shout from Yama Qin Chuan, where the sword pointed, this last elite force surged like a black steel current, defying the incoming tide of corpses, resolutely charging out of the shattered city gate! Nurous Corpse Ghosts pouring towards the breach were instantly scattered and crushed by this finely equipped and high-morale fresh force.
Seeing Qin Chuan personally leading the army to attack, the Netherworld Emperor Zhao You couldn’t help but reveal a cold smile: “Finally at the end of your rope, resorting to coming down yourself? So be it, let personally end all of this!”
He shouted aloud, “Where are the Four Generals of Netherworld! Assemble the Central Army Forbidden Guard, follow —to crush the enemy!”
The Four Ghost Generals, long awaiting orders, responded and erged, each leading the most elite of the Netherworld Emperor’s Guard, like four blades, closely following the Netherworld Emperor, launching their charge!
The two forces representing the highest martial strength of the Netherworld collided like two waves of death, in a massive clash just outside the shattered city gate! And the Netherworld Emperor Zhao You and Yama Qin Chuan, the two strongest of the Netherworld, also traversed through the chaotic battlefield, and crashed into each other!
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