248: Shrinking the earth to an inch to display its sharpness

"Senior Sister, these Ghost Beasts should be under someone's control. I'm going to kill that person."

Ji Wuchang still informed Yu Ling. As the Ghost Beasts surrounding them lunged at him, the sound of wind and thunder echoed beneath his feet, and his figure vanished instantly.

Yu Ling naturally heard the flute music coming from the dense forest. Her dark eyes looked toward the forest without a hint of emotion.

The long sword in her hand swung, and streaks of sword light rushed toward the Ghost Beasts in all directions like raindrops.

One by one, the Ghost Beasts were pierced through, and a thick smell of blood wafted through the air.

Yu Ling's body turned into a wisp of green smoke and drifted directly into the dense forest.

Inside the dense forest at this moment, Ji Wuchang was already surrounded by countless Ghost Beasts, at least a thousand of them.

Over a thousand feet ahead of him, a figure wrapped entirely in black appeared.

The black-clothed person's face couldn't be seen clearly; he was playing a bamboo flute.

As the flute music played, the eyes of the Ghost Beasts began to turn red, and they lunged at Ji Wuchang like mad.

Ji Wuchang looked at the black-clothed figure and felt the aura on the person's body; his mind suddenly cleared.

"Demonic Paths First Hall!"

Ji Wuchang squeezed these words out from between his teeth. He hadn't thought in this direction just now, but at this moment, he understood.

These people truly were like lingering ghosts, actually appearing here.

How did they know he was here?

Thoughts spun rapidly in Ji Wuchang's mind, and then he suddenly had an epiphany: someone from the Demonic Paths First Hall was in Yunchuan Academy.

When he left Yunchuan Academy, the news must have been leaked, which was why they followed him here.

The Dao Protector by Yu Ling's side naturally knew, but they wouldn't take such small fries seriously. For Yu Ling, it was also a form of training.

The long sword in Ji Wuchang's hand swung, unleashing several streaks of sword light that killed several Ghost Beasts lunging at him.

Hearing the sound of something cutting through the air behind him, he didn't even turn his head. He directly performed the Whirling Life-Taking Sword, stabbing his sword into the body of a Ghost Beast.

Seeing the black-clothed figure retreating rapidly, a flash of killing intent appeared in Ji Wuchang's eyes.

He took a step forward, ripples appearing beneath his feet as thunder surged, and his body vanished without a trace.

In an instant, Ji Wuchang appeared directly in front of the black-clothed person, startling him and causing a flash of panic in his eyes.

This was the first time Ji Wuchang had performed Shrinking Ground to an Inch from the Wind-Thunder Void Step, and the effect was surprisingly good.

This scene happened to be seen by Yu Ling, and a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes.

Meanwhile, Yu Gang, hiding in the shadows, showed a look of deep appreciation in his eyes.

"Great Sun Divine Fist!"

Ji Wuchang clenched his left fist. A phantom of a great sun appeared above his fist as he threw a punch at the black-clothed person.

Ji Wuchang did not hold back at all with this punch. As his fist moved, his Purple Mansion shook violently, and a strange power surged out, merging into his fist.

The panic in the black-clothed person's eyes vanished. He gave a cold snort and struck out with a palm.

A special light flowed within his palm, which was as black as ink and accompanied by a foul stench!

As the fist and palm met, a violent boom instantly rang out. Ji Wuchang was sent flying back, while the black-clothed person's body swayed slightly before stopping in place.

A pressure of the ninth level of the Soul Splitting Realm emanated from the black-clothed person.

Looking at the retreating Ji Wuchang, the black-clothed person took a step forward and raised the bamboo flute, stabbing it directly toward Ji Wuchang's chest.

Just then, a streak of sword light whistled from a distance, heading straight for the black-clothed person. Yu Ling had made her move.

The black-clothed person raised his other hand and struck with a palm, meeting the sword light Yu Ling had unleashed. The bamboo flute in his hand still headed straight for Ji Wuchang's chest, exceptionally ruthless.

Ji Wuchang's eyes were cold. He hadn't expected this person to be a powerhouse at the ninth level of the Soul Splitting Realm. Ripples appeared beneath his feet, and faint bolts of lightning flickered.

His body vanished without a trace, causing the black-clothed person's bamboo flute to strike empty air.

When he reappeared, he was already over a thousand feet away.

"Millstone Rotation: Yin and Yang!"

Killing intent flashed in Ji Wuchang's eyes. He formed hand seals and pointed toward the sky.

The sky shook violently as a millstone emerged from the Void Realm. As the millstone rotated, a thunderous roar echoed, and a terrifying pressure emanated from it.

The millstone headed straight for the black-clothed person. Within it, yin and yang qi circulated, crushing everything.

Yu Ling was about to strike, but when she saw the millstone descending from the sky, a hint of surprise couldn't help but appear in her eyes.

She looked at Ji Wuchang, her eyes filled with a special meaning.

"The Ji Family's top-tier Battle Technique, Millstone Rotation: Yin and Yang... how does he know it?"

Yu Gang, hidden in the Void Realm, frowned slightly and muttered to himself.

The moment he mentioned the Ji Family, even Yu Gang's voice held a hint of respect.

That Family was too ancient and too terrifying; it was one of the oldest families on this continent.

Looking at the approaching millstone, a hint of fear appeared in the black-clothed person's eyes. He actually felt a terrifying sense of crisis from the millstone.

A massive black iron rod appeared in the black-clothed person's hand.

With a loud shout, he raised the black iron rod and smashed it hard against the massive millstone!

With a loud "boom," the millstone and the iron rod collided. The yin and yang qi within the millstone exploded, and countless Yin and Yang Wind Blades rushed toward the black-clothed person like raindrops.

A terrifying Protective Aura swept through the world. The black-clothed person was sent flying back, and the Yin and Yang Wind Blades instantly submerged him.

A muffled groan was heard, and several wounds appeared on the black-clothed person's body. A flash of ferocity appeared in his eyes.

But just then, the black-clothed person felt a terrifying crisis emerge behind him.

The black-clothed person didn't have time to think. Since he was still flying backward, he could only shift his body slightly to the left.

A shrill scream rang out as the black-clothed person's right arm was severed by a sword. The one who had struck was none other than Ji Wuchang.

He had directly performed Shrinking Ground to an Inch, silently arriving behind the black-clothed person before unleashing the Silent Extinction Gloomy Light Slash.

However, the black-clothed person's reaction was too fast; the strike missed his head and only severed his right arm!

"Ji Wuchang, our master is determined to have you. You can't escape!"

"Blood Escape Technique!"

A look of venom appeared in the black-clothed person's eyes. The right arm that had just fallen exploded instantly, turning into a mist of blood that filled the air.

The black-clothed person's body faded rapidly and vanished without a trace in an instant.

On the ground, only a black flute remained, dropped by the black-clothed person.

Ji Wuchang looked in the direction where the black-clothed person had disappeared, his brow furrowed, and then he let out a long sigh.

Through the actual combat just now, he finally confirmed the terrifying nature of the Wind-Thunder Void Step. When Shrinking Ground to an Inch was performed, it was simply a Sharp Weapon for killing enemies, making it impossible to defend against!

He decided that in the future, the cultivation base from his Check-ins would still prioritize the Wind-Thunder Void Step!