Chapter 379: Chapter 175: 10 Netherworld Commanders_2
These evil spirits naturally couldn’t join the battle at the Spirit Refining Stage, so the Ghost King’s target was not Shen Yuan but Gong Buyu, Xue Mingzhi, and Zhang Jiang in the woods.
He could easily see through their stages of cultivation. Among the three, only two were Qi-training cultivators, and the dozens of evil spirits, bolstered by the water monster, posed a fatal threat to them.
As long as he could distract Shen Yuan enough to make him take action, his goal would be achieved.
Shen Yuan didn’t care the slightest bit about the Ghost King’s sche, and with a casual flick of his wrist, the Darkness-Light Sword fell again.
“Xuan Huang!”
The sword light was still peerlessly sharp. Having lost the dispelling power of the Great Sun, the Ghost King once again t the attack with his spirit treasure giant axe, but the next mont a violent collision resounded through North Mang Mountain.
Seemingly bearing the weight of mountains, the sword light forced the Ghost King’s giant axe to nearly slip from his grasp, and the massive true body of the Ghost King was slamd into the ground, causing the mountain to collapse in an instant.
Shen Yuan’s expression remained unchanged, and his sword montum shifted once more.
“Year End Freezing Weather!”
A round of moonlight shone upon the earth, and a bone-chilling cold spread from the void, freezing a vast expanse of ghostly fog into grains of ice that fell to the ground.
The dium grade spirit treasure could no longer withstand the sharpness of the sword’s montum, which ca from the recovery immortal tool, and the frozen giant axe shattered spectacularly along with the sword light.
The true body of the Ghost King, trapped within the earth, was covered with frost. The piercing cold seed to seep into his soul, threatening to freeze his Primordial Spirit along with his trendous true form that now resembled an icy sculpture full of cracks.
In just three sword strikes, three completely different kinds of might were displayed, and the Ghost King could no longer withstand the powerful sword montum and roared furiously,
“Do you not care about their lives?”
Shen Yuan couldn’t help but laugh, “Why don’t you take a look at your evil spirit minions?”
The Ghost King turned to look, and his crimson pupils suddenly contracted.
He saw that the woods had already been enveloped in ice. The three Qi Training Stage ghost objects and scores of evil spirits had already turned into sparkling ice sculptures, while only Gong Buyu, holding Bai Xue, walked leisurely in this frozen world.
Elsewhere, Xue Mingzhi, draped in starlight and wielding a magic sword, was entangled in a fight with three evil spirits.
These three evil spirits were deliberately left by Gong Buyu. Being at the Peak of Qi Transformation Stage, they could not pose a fatal threat to Xue Mingzhi, who was at the Qi Training Stage, but they could exert so pressure on him to refine his Spell Divine Skills.
From the beginning to the end, the evil spirits summoned by the Ghost King played no role.
The Ghost King looked at Shen Yuan with unwillingness filling his gaze, his voice hoarse, “Do you really think you can win?”
As his words fell, the Ghost King’s remaining arm suddenly plunged into his chest. As a vast amount of ghost energy dispersed, a deep black authority token was taken out from his chest.
On the token, a majestic palace, dark and solemn with water monsters, was depicted.
“I call upon the Netherworld Commander to aid !”
The next mont, all was silent.
The entire water monster trembled at this mont, and Shen Yuan felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity arise within him.
Then, from several cities beyond North Mang Mountain, strands of the power of incense offering soared into the sky, transforming into streaks of light that rushed towards the water monster in North Mang Mountain.
In an instant, a vast amount of the power of incense offering poured into the dark authority token within the water monster.
The token, like a sharp sword, pierced into the body of the Ghost King, whose massive form began to transform.
The ferocious face, which had retained its human contour, began to elongate gradually; two massive, curved horns erged from his head, shining with a cruel cold light, and his entire head turned shockingly into that of a bull.
The arm that had been severed by Shen Yuan began regrowing, and the powerful aura stirred the entire water monster, expanding rapidly outward.
Thirty kiloters, forty kiloters, fifty kiloters… in just a few breaths, it reached a hundred kiloters, which was nearly a third of the entire territory of North Mang Mountain.
The body that had been smashed into the earth by Shen Yuan broke free from its confines, transforming into a colossal god with the head of a bull and the body of a man. In his hand, he wielded a pair of iron chains with shackles, stained with blood that never dried.
Within hundreds of ters around him, it seed as if the water monster was dragged into another space, with a vague pathway leading to the kingdom of Hell visible. Upon this path, countless souls scread, and Ghost Kings wailed.
“One of the 10 Netherworld Commanders, Bull Head!”
Such distinctive features allowed Shen Yuan to imdiately recognize the identity of the deity possessing the Ghost King’s body.
Although in many myths, Bull Head and Horse Face seed to be minor characters unfit for prominence, a closer examination reveals that many myths involving the Netherworld seem to invariably feature Bull Head and Horse Face, Black and White Impermanence.
This precisely indicates the importance of Bull Head as one of the 10 Commanders of the Netherworld. He is also one of the bearers of the Netherworld’s rules; any ghost entering the cycle of the Netherworld, even a Ghost Immortal, cannot escape his palm. His realm would at least be at the level of the Immortal Realm.
Shen Yuan knew that in Great Xia, places like Luo Province and Tai Province had customs of worshiping the Netherworld Commander Bull Head, enjoying the abundant and prosperous power of incense offering from the mortal world.
Possessed by the Netherworld Commander Bull Head, the Ghost King shook off his previous defeatist deanor, his eyes brimming with a ferocious intent as if he could shred Shen Yuan at any mont.
“Weren’t you very strong?”
“Weren’t you able to circumvent the rules of the mortal realm and exert the strength of soone at the Spirit Refining Realm?”
“But in front of the Netherworld Commander Bull Head, even if you were a Void Refining True Monarch with abilities reaching the heavens, you could not resist the summons and soul reaping from the Netherworld.
This is the rule of the Netherworld; no one can defy it.”
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