235: There is no need to hurt yourself if you can't beat him

Five ferocious Specters emerged from the black mist at once.

These Specters were not the same as ordinary ghosts; they had form but no substance, their bodies ethereal, their faces filled with malevolence yet their expressions vacant, merely reanimated corpses.

"Awoo~!"

The Specters roared as they charged, the rolling black mist obscuring the sky and sun, attempting to engulf him.

Xu Sanyan twisted his waist, using the momentum to sweep his halberd horizontally. A black ethereal light, like a flash of lightning, streaked across the Specter in front of him. He roared,

"Die!"

Crimson mist Entanglement around the halberd, cutting the Specter in two. A scream echoed through the Void Realm as the Specter was instantly severed at the waist.

"Ah~!"

The two halves of the Specter did not immediately dissipate. Instead, nourished by the black mist, they attempted to merge back together. However, a wisp of blood mist, like a maggot in bone, lingered at the Specter's wound, preventing its recombination.

Martial Head's expression changed. With a wave of his large sleeve, rolling black mist surged forth, heading directly for the Specter's wound, trying to remove the blood mist.

But it was useless. He could only watch helplessly as the Specter screamed and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Ah!!!"

Martial Head cried out in anguish. Each of these five Specters had cost him a great deal of effort, and now one was lost. How could he not feel heartbroken?

"I will refine you into a Specter!" Martial Head glared at him fiercely.

"Heh, if your skills are inferior, go home and practice more. Stop barking wildly here!"

Xu Sanyan bared his fangs, which squirmed as he grabbed the Specter in front of him. Red mist permeated his hand, and with a "sizzle" sound, the Specter screamed and continuously melted away.

In a short moment, two Specters had dissipated.

Martial Head's eyes were bloodshot. With no other choice, he recalled the remaining Specters to avoid further losses, realizing this method was ineffective against Xu Sanyan.

"You little brat, I'll make you wish you were dead!"

Martial Head, enraged, gritted his teeth. His fingertips suddenly sharpened, and he plunged them directly into his own heart.

Xu Sanyan was momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter, "There's no need to harm yourself just because you can't win."

In an instant, dense black mist surged from Martial Head's heart, accompanied by a chilling shriek that made one's heart tremble, as if some great terror was about to appear.

Xu Sanyan's expression gradually changed drastically. Damn it, this ghostly thing really had tricks up its sleeve. A Ghost General level Specter was indeed not so easy to deal with.

So he no longer delayed, instantly put away his halberd, shed his Dao Body, and with a gust of wind beneath his feet, he shot directly into the distance.

He wasn't fighting anymore. There was no need to fight to the death with this ghostly thing here; there was no benefit.

"Ah!"

Seeing him run, Martial Head roared to the sky. At this moment, chasing was not an option, nor was not chasing. The mist in his chest was still surging, and a pair of dark little hands were reaching out from his heart, slowly crawling out.

If he got up to chase, he would surely interrupt the Spell. If he didn't chase, he would just watch this brat run away, having lost two Specters for nothing.

Just a moment of hesitation, and Xu Sanyan was already out of sight. It was too late to chase him now.

"Ah... Don't let me see you again!!!"

Listening to the impotent roar behind him, Xu Sanyan curled his lips. The next time they met, the situation would be different.

Once Xu Sanyan achieved a Breakthrough to the Soul Refinement Realm, the situation would be vastly different.

However, this battle also exposed Xu Sanyan's weakness: he lacked offensive means and long-range Spells. All his abilities were focused on his Physical Body.

For example, Fang Qingge's Sword Intent, Net Intent's Buddha Dharma Form and Demon Subduing Palm, Mo Qianqian's curses, this Ghost General's finger techniques, and summoning Specters—all these were long-range Spells.

But he couldn't use any of them.

It wasn't that he couldn't use any at all. The Lu Family Refining Spirit Strength could be used for long-range attacks, but its range was limited, and he could only use it two or three times before he started to feel overwhelmed.

"It seems after I return to the mountain, I need to choose a Spell..."

Xu Sanyan secretly decided and flew south.

...

In Moyang City, underground passage,

Zuoqiu Shu was leading people to fight Corpse Demons. Most of the Zuoqiu Clan had gathered, totaling over forty people.

Looking at the ground covered with Corpse Demons, Zuoqiu Shu wiped her long sword, flipped it back into its sheath, and turned to Zuoqiu Zhen, "Sixth Sister, is there really treasure underground here?"

Zuoqiu Zhen looked no different than usual and nodded affirmatively, "Yes, there is."

She didn't explain much, and Zuoqiu Shu didn't ask further, because she believed Sixth Sister wouldn't joke about such things.

"Which way do we go next?"

Zuoqiu Hui stepped forward, looking at the two forks in the road ahead, and asked.

"This way." Zuoqiu Zhen thought for a moment and pointed to the left.

"Let's go."

Zuoqiu Shu and Zuoqiu Chen walked at the very front to scout, while Zuoqiu Xin and Zuoqiu Hui brought up the rear. Over forty people, two by two, advanced in a single-file formation.

Suddenly, another "rumble" echoed from a distance, like a stampede of ten thousand beasts, grand and powerful.

Zuoqiu Shu's expression changed. She quickly pulled out a round shield from her Storage Pouch and placed it in front of her, then shouted, "Get close to me!"

The round shield emitted a faint green light, surrounding everyone. The cave was too large to cover entirely, so Zuoqiu Shu could only do the next best thing, protecting only her sisters behind her.

As the thundering sound grew closer, Zuoqiu Shu could already see what was ahead: a group of calf-like Corpse Demons. Their size didn't seem formidable, but their numbers were a bit overwhelming.

Zuoqiu Shu frowned deeply, looking at the endless stream of Corpse Demons with growing concern.

It wasn't just a bit overwhelming; it was far too many!

They stretched as far as the eye could see!

"Third Sister, Fourth Sister, come help me!" Zuoqiu Shu's expression was anxious; she feared her magical power wouldn't be able to sustain it.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the foremost Corpse Demon violently crashed into the pale green light barrier. Its skull shattered instantly, and the two horns on its head deeply caved in. Foul-smelling blood stained the light barrier.

With the death of the first Corpse Demon, it was as if a switch had been flipped. Corpse Demons surged forth like a continuous flood, one after another.

The tremendous noise was incessant, and the pale green light barrier had already been stained blood-red.

As time passed, Zuoqiu Shu's face gradually grew grim, but she still gritted her teeth and held on.

After an unknown amount of time, the Corpse Demons were noticeably fewer, but still no less than a thousand. But the most crucial thing was that the Magic Treasure was about to give out...

The round shield was covered in fine cracks, as if it would shatter at any second.

Zuoqiu Shu's face was pale. Not only was the Magic Treasure about to give out, but she was also nearing her limit. Her internal magical power was less than a tenth remaining.

Her second, third, and other four sisters beside her, including some higher-cultivation clan members, had already collapsed to the ground, clutching Spirit Stones to quickly recover their magical power.

Zuoqiu Zhen frowned deeply, her expression grave as she looked at the Corpse Demons ahead.

She... didn't remember these kinds of Corpse Demons?

Where did these new species come from?

"Crack—"

Suddenly, a small cracking sound occurred, inconspicuous amidst the chaotic thundering. But Zuoqiu Shu still heard it; the soft sound was extremely clear to her ears.

"Get ready, the Magic Treasure is about to break!"

Zuoqiu Shu shouted. No sooner had her voice fallen than a "bang" exploded, and the light barrier completely shattered. Everyone would now face the Corpse Demons directly.