63: Intense battle!

"Ant, you deserve death ten thousand times over!"

Ghostly fire flickered in the Ghost King's eyes, like two fiercely burning flames.

Chu Yuan's expression remained unchanged. Holding his light-chasing sword, he stood confronting him on the cliff peak.

"Heh heh, is that so?"

He sneered, a chill radiating from his eyes. "Ghostly Creatures feed on the Human Race's Yang Qi, how many Human Race members have you slaughtered?"

"This Young Master is accumulating virtue and doing good deeds by slaying these Ghostly Creatures today. How could I deserve death?"

"You seek death!"

The Ghost King roared, his figure enveloped in pitch-black ghostly Qi, charging madly towards him.

Seeing this, Chu Yuan quickly retreated, moving to the flat ground behind him.

Immediately after, his figure suddenly stopped, and he turned to face the middle-aged Ghost King.

The opponent's speed was clearly faster than his; merely running away wouldn't work.

Furthermore, he felt that although this Ghostly Creature posed a threat, it wasn't overly significant.

Since that was the case, he would fight.

Chu Yuan's expression was solemn. Seeing the Ghost King rapidly approach, he raised his sword and charged forward.

As spiritual energy was injected, the light-chasing sword in Chu Yuan's hand emitted a dazzling white light.

"Bang!"

The light-chasing sword collided with the pitch-black ghostly Qi, letting out a deafening roar.

The aftermath of the collision caused the surrounding air pressure to change abruptly, instantly stirring up wind and clouds, making Chu Yuan's clothes flap loudly.

Although Chu Yuan was slightly disadvantaged in this exchange, he was temporarily evenly matched with the Ghost King.

"Impossible!"

The Ghost King gasped, the ghostly fire in his eyes trembling violently, seemingly in utter disbelief.

"You are only a Human Race member in the Spirit Vortex Realm, how can you be so powerful?"

"Nothing is impossible."

Chu Yuan snorted coldly, swung his sword again, and unleashed a stream of Sword Qi.

The Sword Qi was imbued with Falling Star Sword Intent, and further empowered by spiritual energy, making its might terrifying.

The Ghost King's expression suddenly changed. He hastily extended his withered, skeletal ghostly hands and crossed them in front of his chest.

"Bang!"

Accompanied by a loud crash, the Ghost King was forcibly pushed back several steps.

"Sword Intent!"

The Ghost King's pupils contracted. "This is something only the Spirit Core Realm can master! You despicable and treacherous Human Race member, are you pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger?!"

"Ignorant." Chu Yuan snorted coldly, his killing intent intensifying as he raised his sword and charged forward again.

As a top-grade Spiritual Artifact, the light-chasing sword, when amplified by spiritual energy, could also injure Ghostly Creatures.

Coupled with Sword Intent and the Meteor Sword Technique, even without a Spirit Skill, he could fight this Ghost King.

This was the reason he felt no fear!

The Ghost King looked at Chu Yuan with a sinister expression, his gaze filled with shock and suspicion. "You truly are in the Spirit Vortex Realm. For the Human Race to produce a Prodigy like you, I absolutely cannot allow you to live today."

As soon as he finished speaking, ghostly Qi gathered around him, forming a pitch-black ghostly claw that carried terrifying might and fiercely clawed at Chu Yuan.

Seeing this, Chu Yuan's expression slightly changed.

I cannot meet force with force!

This thought flashed through his mind, and he hurriedly retreated backward.

At the same time, he swung his sword again.

"Meteor Slash!"

Two of the Meteor Sword Technique's strongest Moves, amplified by spiritual energy and imbued with Falling Star Sword Intent, flew out consecutively and violently collided with the ghostly claw.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the two sides crashed together, producing a violent roar.

Dust flew up, obscuring Chu Yuan's vision.

Chu Yuan tightly gripped his light-chasing sword, vigilantly sensing his surroundings.

Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, his expression changing slightly, and he hastily dodged to the side.

"Thump!"

A fierce wind roared past his ear, and Chu Yuan's face instantly darkened a few shades.

It was that ghostly claw!

His two strongest sword attacks were actually unable to completely destroy that ghostly claw. What exactly was this thing?

Was it a Spirit Skill?

Chu Yuan was filled with shock and uncertainty, but he suddenly felt a strong sense of danger, and his expression immediately changed again.

He hurried to dodge, yet was still grabbed on the back by a ghostly hand.

"Pfft!"

The ghostly hand dug deep into his flesh, tearing away a piece of meat. Chu Yuan's back instantly became covered in blood.

"Damn it!"

Chu Yuan's face contorted, but he endured the pain and instantly slashed a stream of Sword Qi backward.

"Pfft!"

"Ah!"

The sound of Sword Qi entering a body rang out, and the Ghost King let out a miserable shriek.

Chu Yuan didn't look back. His figure leaped forward more than ten meters, and he casually popped a green fruit into his mouth.

He looked solemnly and warily at the Ghost King opposite him, who was clutching his chest, his own expression one of shock and uncertainty.

That ghostly claw was very powerful!

It was highly likely to be an existence similar to a Spirit Skill, much stronger than a third-rate Martial Skill.

Although the two sides were evenly matched just now, he was inherently the slightly weaker party.

Now that the opponent had brought out such a powerful Move, what should he do next?

Wait!

The Ghost King was also injured, but he had the green fruit for recovery, while the Ghost King had no means of recovery.

He can fight!

"Fight!"

Chu Yuan roared and raised his sword, unleashing another stream of Sword Qi.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you?!"

The Ghost King's sinister voice, filled with rage, echoed in Chu Yuan's ears as he tightly entangled him.

Chu Yuan, however, subtly fought while retreating, heading in the direction away from Xiao Huang Village.

The sounds of their battle were incessant, and their figures rapidly flickered through the mountain forest.

It seemed that using that ghostly claw was highly draining for the Ghost King, as he only used it once after a long interval.

Chu Yuan, relying on the green fruit's recovery power, fought him to a standstill.

He planned to fight and retreat with the Ghost King, gradually moving further away from Xiao Huang Village.

By then, if a genuine death crisis arose, he could escape into the primal origin space.

As for Xiao Huang Village, he had done his best. What happened afterward was beyond his control.

Chu Yuan swung his sword again, forcing the Ghost King back, and chuckled lightly: "Hey, Ghost King, we are evenly matched. If we keep fighting like this, even if you manage to kill me, you will be severely injured. Why bother?"

Upon hearing this, the Ghost King seemed to grow even angrier.

"Ant, you killed my woman and slaughtered my subordinates! Today, you shall surely die!"

As his voice fell, the Ghost King roared and charged forward again, carrying surging ghostly Qi.

Hearing his words, Chu Yuan's expression changed slightly, and he understood a little.

No wonder the Ghost King's voice carried grief when the Ghost Maiden died earlier.

So that's how it is!

Chu Yuan understood, but the corner of his mouth curled up, and he chuckled: "So she was your woman, huh? You should have said so earlier!"

"If you had told me earlier, I would have definitely made her death even more miserable."

Saying this, he raised his sword and engaged in battle with him again.

"Ant, you deserve to die!"

The Ghost King was furious, and his attacks became slightly more frenzied, but Chu Yuan countered Move for Move.

However, as the fight continued, Chu Yuan felt a quiet sense of helplessness.

He felt that some of his combat power hadn't been fully utilized, likely because he lacked a suitable Spirit Skill.

Otherwise, this Ghost King would definitely not be his opponent.

Because of this, Chu Yuan's desire for a Spirit Skill suddenly grew much stronger.

The two seemed tireless, constantly moving through the mountains and forests, colliding with each other from time to time.

Relying on the healing effects of the green fruit, and the amplification of the Meteor Sword Technique and Sword Intent, Chu Yuan was able to fight him to a standstill.

But his injuries were slowly worsening.

During this time, the Ghost King had also considered retreating, but Chu Yuan would always intentionally provoke him at the right moment.

Because of this, the battle continued.

An unknown amount of time passed.

A ray of morning light sprinkled across the earth, and a new day arrived.

By this time, Chu Yuan's complexion had become paler, and he looked somewhat unsteady.

Although the Ghost King opposite him also looked disheveled, he was in much better shape than Chu Yuan.

"Ant, you can't escape!"

The Ghost King looked at Chu Yuan with a cold, stern face, his eyes scarlet and filled with killing intent.

Chu Yuan sighed softly in his heart. To kill this Ghost King, he was still lacking a little something.

However... he raised his eyes and glanced at the sky, his expression involuntarily showing some confusion.

Didn't the sun come out? Why did the Ghost King seem completely fine?

Chu Yuan's face was filled with shock and suspicion. Facing the Ghost King's attack, he could only raise his sword again and engage in battle.

But this time, Chu Yuan stopped retreating.