In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path Chapter 1217

Chapter 1217: 476: Great Ghost Immortal Body!

Venerable Mingguang Picking Up the Opportunity (5K) Chapter 1217: 476: Great Ghost Immortal Body!

Venerable Mingguang Picking Up the Opportunity (5K) With a chilling cold ghost gas enveloping the silvery-white Ghost Claw, it clasped, and in an instant, it contacted the searing beams shooting from Chen Dengming’s eyes.

Puffs of smoke instantly stead up in the air.

From afar, a muffled grunt echoed from the Underworld River; the silvery-white Ghost Claw was scorched and torn open with a burnt scar, disappearing into nothingness in an instant.

Almost simultaneously, Dongfang Huayuan’s Silver Spear’s offensive was intercepted by a suddenly erging Ghost Fork.

A figure made up of dense ghost gas broke through the clouds, rapidly approaching from afar with a haunting array of ghostly wails and dreadful howls, making a terrifying entrance.

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The Hell Ghost Monarch had also appeared!

“This one is mine!” Dongfang Huayuan roared, his massive figure swiftly advancing to confront the nace.

“The one in the Underworld River is the Nine Nether Ghost Monarch—I’ll handle him!”

Lord Divine Tortoise transford into a cloud filled with accumulating moisture, quickly spreading over towards the direction of the Underworld River.

With this slight delay, the Ghost King of the Netherworld safely broke free, and his figure suddenly soared towards the back of Ghost City; in the blink of an eye, his mouth expanded against the wind, becoming bigger than his body.

Whoosh—

An imnsely overwhelming suction force emanated from his mouth, which seed to have transford into a dark abyss.

In an instant, many Ghost Cultivators and Yin soldiers inside Ghost City, unable to resist, ford into souls and flew up like paper figures lifted by the wind, falling into the gaping maw of the Ghost King of the Netherworld.

The Ghost King of the Netherworld’s aura surged instantly, releasing several impressive magic treasures that shot out Spiritual Lights like flying fire, repelling Lord Star Cloud and Five Elents Taoist who were in pursuit.

“Fellow Daoist, stop him—he wants to draw power from the Yin Soil!”

At this mont, from the Soul House hanging on Chen Dengming’s robe, Mini Array Spirit urgently issued a warning.

Chen Dengming had already sprung into action, fiercely launching a punch.

The sky darkened, and with a terrifying sonic boom, the enormous Iron Fist rubbed vigorously against the air, the punch’s force exploded into a column of Qi, blasting one of the Ghost King of the Netherworld’s magic treasures away and relentlessly pursuing the Ghost King of the Netherworld.

Unexpectedly, the Ghost King of the Netherworld roared furiously as his mouth vastly expanded, transforming into a massive, devilish head that suddenly roared and swallowed the punch directly.

Instantly, the enormous devilish head paused mid-air as if digesting the punch and then expelled a chilling, grim burst of cold water accompanied by a black pearl.

Magic treasures launched by Lord Star Cloud and Five Elents Taoist dimd upon contact with the cold water pillar and wailed mournfully as they were knocked back upon touching the black pearl.

After unleashing this magic treasure, the aura of the Ghost King of the Netherworld dropped rapidly—he couldn’t retrieve the black pearl as the huge head hastily retreated.

Behind it, the tomb of the Ghost King of the Netherworld quaked trendously and suddenly swelled, accumulating large amounts of Yin Soil into a massive headless clay giant emitting a chilling, fearso aura, its oppressive presence continuously rising as if endlessly.

“Freeze!”

At that mont, ca the commanding voice of Chen Dengming.

The Sun and Moon Qiankun Stamp flipped in the sky, its engraved moon face instantly immobilizing the Ghost King of the Netherworld.

The ghostly head transford by the Ghost King of the Netherworld montarily displayed a moon illusion, pausing in mid-air.

In that brief mont, Chen Dengming raised his hand and instantly, a Gourd flew out from his sleeve, its cap flung open and “swish, swish, swish—”

Three flying knives bursting with yellow, white, and red glows shot out from the mouth of the Gourd, ferociously striking towards the Ghost King of the Netherworld.

The Ghost King of the Netherworld, barely able to shatter the moon, was then hit by the Qi Slash, God-Slaying, and Soul-Slaying flying knives.

“Ah!—”

The giant devilish head let out a resounding, heart-wrenching scream, suddenly exploding amidst the sharp knife light, turning into three glowing orbs and seven long streaks that rapidly charged towards the massive approaching clay giant, instantly rging into it.

The three flying knives, along with Chen Dengming, Lord Star Cloud, Five Elents Taoist, and others, launched a relentless, fierce attack, bombarding the colossal Yin Soil body.

The sound of thunderous booms reverberated.

The mountain-like Yin Soil body crumbled under the fierce assault, the unleashed Qi bursts spread widely, causing nurous Ghost Cultivators and Yin soldiers to perish tragically, with the buildings in Ghost City collapsing successively like they were made of paper.

Just then, a cry of pain echoed from afar from Lord Divine Tortoise.

Chen Dengming frowned and imdiately looked towards Lord Star Cloud and Five Elents Taoist.

“The Nine Nether Ghost Monarch is hiding within the Underworld River, making use of the terrain.

Both of you, hurry and assist Lord Divine Turtle!

Leave this place to .”

Hearing this, Lord Star Cloud and Five Elents Taoist looked solemn, without doubting a thing, they swiftly moved to help.

The combined forces of three Deity Transformation Dao Lords were still imnsely powerful.

The Ghost King of the Netherworld had already been severely injured, and they believed Chen Dengming could handle it.

However, Lord Divine Tortoise’s battle against the Nine Nether Ghost Monarch in the Underworld River was extrely dangerous, like flipping over in a ditch—no oversight should be allowed.

Just as Lord Star Cloud and Five Elents Taoist left, Chen Dengming continued his offensive without pause, once again mobilizing the Sun and Moon Qiankun Stamp from the side of the mountains-upper-hand, harshly smashing towards the re-forming Yin Soil.

Simultaneously, he took large strides forward, his stature gradually rising again, reaching an enormous eighty-zhang height, his column-like gigantic fists unleashing terrifying air columns as it furiously pounded into the swirling depths of the Yin Soil, resembling a Yellow Dragon.

Nearby buildings in Ghost City were affected, half of the city wall crumbled and was blown towards the sky.