Swoosh—
Just as I crawled forward another step, a Mist Sword pierced completely through the top of the skull, rcilessly pinning it forever into the pit on the ground.
Monts later, the skeleton completely turned to dust and scattered between heaven and earth.
It seed like this was its true form.
"Hmph! I was just about to wax poetic here, aren’t you guys a bit too impatient?" Wu Liang snorted coldly, retracting the Mist Sword back to hover above his head.
The Immortal Pill of Undying also has another benefit—when fierce ghosts attempt to seize it, they often appear directly in their true form.
Because only by swallowing it with their true form can they achieve the effect of enhancing their fierce ghost abilities.
This saves Wu Liang the trouble of slowly sifting through information in the Ghost Compendium and searching for the true form of the fierce ghost; he can just kill on sight.
This skeletal fierce ghost probably noticed the scent of the Immortal Pill inside the Terracotta Warriors Museum earlier and has been rushing over, making it here just in ti.
That’s why it was able to show up near Lishan within minutes of Wu Liang taking out the Immortal Pill.
This was nothing more than an appetizer.
The real main course was about to arrive.
Wu Liang already sensed several presences far more intense than the skeletal fierce ghost speeding this way, likely aided by so rapid-moving fierce ghost abilities.
The fastest of them had already reached the foot of the mountain.
"That’s about enough, stop here and stay forever." Wu Liang said expressionlessly, pulling out a puppet doll from his bosom and hurling it toward the mountain foot, "Today, eat to your fill, my treat."
"Sure, boss! Then I won’t hold back!"
In midair, the Puppet Ghost instantly transford into a complete humanoid form, still favoring the Nightmare’s charming visage with the two ram horns on its head adding a wicked allure.
A familiar Mist Sword also appeared in its hand, cutting through the air with such speed that it made a whistling sound as it stabbed toward the nearest city-destroying ghost at the mountain foot.
Though it acted foolish all day, aside from the Nightmare chanism, the Puppet Ghost was arguably the strongest of Wu Liang’s fierce ghost minions.
All abilities of fierce ghost minions from the Ghost Compendium could be replicated by the Puppet Ghost through mimicking Wu Liang himself, matching both in combat power and functionality.
It’s truly a perfect clone of Wu Liang!
Boom—
As it landed, it smashed a two-ter-wide crater in the road, like a teor striking down.
As the dust slowly settled, it was clear the Puppet Ghost had firmly stamped down on a creature resembling a Twisted Tree Spirit.
The creature roared, tearing at the Puppet Ghost’s ankles, but under the strength of its Breaking Blade, it was unable to cause any damage.
At the mont, it was only the early stage of the second supernatural calamity, the city-destroying ghosts that appeared barely reached this level.
If real trouble was desired, perhaps one would have to wait for the next wave of creatures to appear a week later.
"Do you like bondage play?" The Puppet Ghost sneered.
Then, several seemingly crude yet incredibly resilient hemp ropes erged from thin air, quickly wrapping around and suspending the Twisted Tree Spirit in midair.
The Puppet Ghost extended a tongue that resembled a snake’s and licked its lips quietly whispering, "Then I’ll start, please bear with ."
Crunch—
The next second, it bit directly into the Twisted Tree Spirit’s neck, ripping open a huge gash.
Amidst the creature’s horrified trembling expression, the Puppet Ghost devoured its fierce ghost shell bite by bite.
Enjoying the creature’s terror as condints, coupled with the aromatic fragrance accompanying each devoured fierce ghost fragnt, the Puppet Ghost revealed a subtle smile akin to a gourt savoring a delicacy.
However, this smile beneath its wicked visage appeared sowhat monstrous and terrifying.
Though it could wield thods similar to Wu Liang, its fighting style vastly differed.
After all, it was inherently a ghost.
Savage, violent, cruel.
This is the true nature the Puppet Ghost should possess; just under Wu Liang’s restraining hand, it would not attack humans, thus usually hiding this side.
But the coming ten days would be its ti of revelry!
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......
Wu Liang sat atop the temple guarding the Immortal Pill of Undying, completely indifferent to the Puppet Ghost’s madness below, because its frenzy targeted the fierce ghosts.
The vicinity of this Human Ancestor Temple actually contained quite a few villages and towns.
Yet due to the second supernatural calamity, they were all forcibly gathered in cities for refuge.
Though Wu Liang easily managed the city-destroying level confrontations, with ti’s passage and the increase in fierce ghost numbers, the surrounding damage would only grow.
If these city-destroying ghosts were allowed free rein, in ten days’ ti not only would the original villages and towns be wiped out, but even the majestic Lishan’s survival would be in jeopardy.
After all, many creatures wield abilities that drastically alter terrain!
Like now—the entire Nine Dragon Head’s mountain peak was slightly trembling!
Wu Liang furrowed his brow, pulling out the eerie Nightmare Mask from his waist, casually tossing it to the ground, and saying, "Anyone attempting to alter terrain within a ten-mile radius, hamr them into submission, really now."
The Nightmare Mask’s eerie eye sockets flickered with an odd red glow.
A faintly blurred voice from the void replied, "As you wish, Boss..."
Imdiately, the Nightmare Mask upon touching the ground lted quietly as if being absorbed by water.
This is the unique nature of spiritual bodies!
Nightmare ignored any physical existence, even the earth itself!
As it entered the ground, an imnsely powerful spiritual force stabilized the earth within a ten-mile radius like a steel plate.
When an extra presence tried passing through from underground, it hit forcefully, shaking its entire soul, rendering it uncontrollable and forcing it from underground.
Suddenly, its mole-like fierce ghost form was ejected to the surface like a volcanic eruption; due to the violent soul collision, it lay on the ground temporarily unable to move.
Feeling the breeze brushing its body, a sly voice ca from behind, "How considerate, delivering sashimi to my mouth? Truly Nightmare bro loves ."
The mole fierce ghost barely understood what was speaking when its head was engulfed in excruciating biting pain!
This left it utterly bewildered!
Being a fierce ghost, why was it feeling pain? Usually, no issues occur unless its true form is damaged!
Looking up, it faced an ear-to-ear split maw with sword-like sharp teeth adorned with various strange fragnts.
These fragnts strangely felt familiar to the mole fierce ghost...
It seed to be the presence of a fellow city-destroying level fierce ghost; how did they beco fragnts...
Crunch—
The Puppet Ghost tossed a headless mole corpse aside, slightly chewing the fragnts inside its mouth; it spat disdainfully, "Ugh! What a muddy taste! Are you made of soil?"
As soon as the words fell, it sensed yet more city-destroying ghost presences surging from the earth.
Its eyes flashed with delight as it darted to locate their true forms.
No matter the taste, this fishing operation strategy would last a long ti.
Long enough to astound mankind, long enough for it to be picky about the flavors of the city-destroying fierce ghost fragnts it once desperately sought after.
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