253: Chapter 253 A single palm strike delivers a stroke of good fortune; the two ghost generals are promoted to ghost kings!

"Ignorant junior! How dare you steal this deity's Legacy!"

The ancient, tyrannical roar exploded like a tangible sound wave within the vast underground cavern.

Wherever the sound wave passed, countless giant stalactites hanging from the cave ceiling snapped off, crashing down like a meteor shower.

The dark blue ice layer that Chu Ling had frozen with the ten thousand year profound ice marrow also emitted unbearable cracking sounds under the impact of this terrifying sound wave, and bottomless cracks spread wildly in all directions like a spiderweb.

Accompanied by the deafening sound of the ice layer shattering, a pitch-black, tangible Death Qi surged into the sky from the bottomless abyss beneath the ink-black lotus!

The Death Qi rapidly gathered and twisted in mid-air, instantly transforming into the phantom of an ancient demon god over a hundred zhang tall.

This phantom had three heads and six arms, with a green face and fangs.

In its six giant palms, it held sinister Magical Artifacts such as bone spears and human-skin Soul-summoning banners.

Three pairs of blood-red eyes, each the size of a millstone, looked down at Su Yang and the others, filled with endless greed and resentment.

The Witch God remnant Soul, which had been sleeping for tens of thousands of years, had finally awakened!

The pressure emitted by the phantom was terrifyingly abnormal, having firmly stepped into the threshold of the Peak of the Nascent Soul Stage.

The air in the entire underground space seemed to be instantly drained, causing a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Such strong Divine Soul pressure!"

Su Qingcheng and Jiang Yingxue both let out a muffled groan.

Both women were Spirit Ghost bodies and were most sensitive to the pressure of such ancient remnant Souls.

In front of this hundred-zhang-tall Witch God phantom, the Evil Qi that originally flowed smoothly within their bodies showed signs of stagnation. Their red robes and wedding dresses fluttered in the strong wind, and a look of pain appeared on their beautiful faces.

"Retreat behind me."

Su Yang's expression was calm as water, and he didn't even frown.

His unmoving body straightened slightly, and a domineering, peerless Pure Yang True Qi instantly erupted from his body, transforming into a brilliant golden semi-circular shield that firmly protected the three beautiful women inside.

The golden light appeared, instantly dispelling the cold, oppressive feeling brought by the Witch God remnant Soul.

Su Qingcheng felt her whole body lighten and looked gratefully at Su Yang's tall, straight back, her beautiful eyes filled with worship and infatuation.

Jiang Yingxue gently tidied up her slightly messy classical wedding dress, regaining her dignified and graceful posture.

In mid-air, the three pairs of blood-colored eyes of the Witch God remnant Soul stared fixedly at the witch god origin pearl in Su Yang's hand, letting out a harsh, owl-like cackle.

"Ants! Hand over the Origin pearl! In consideration of your contribution in waking this deity, I will spare your corpses!"

The gaze of the Witch God remnant Soul slowly shifted. When it swept over the three women, Chu Ling, Su Qingcheng, and Jiang Yingxue, its blood-red eyes suddenly erupted with uncontrollable fanaticism and greed.

"Unmelting Bone?! It's actually a peerless Unmelting Bone with Yin generating Yang!"

"And two top-grade female Ghost Generals with innate talents!"

The Witch God remnant Soul roared to the sky in excitement, its huge black body rolling violently.

"Heaven helps me! This deity has been trapped here for tens of thousands of years, and my Physical Body has long since decayed. Today, not only has the Origin pearl appeared, but Heaven has also sent me a perfect Possession vessel, plus two excellent ghost servants! Obediently offer up your Physical Bodies and become the stepping stones for my resurrection!"

Facing the crazy monologue of this ancient monster, Su Yang just casually stuffed the witch god origin pearl into his casual pants pocket, a mocking sneer curling the corners of his mouth.

"A lonely ghost that has lived for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, whose body has rotted away—you dare to spout nonsense in front of this young master?"

Su Yang crossed his arms, his eyes full of contempt.

"Want to perform Possession? I'm afraid your rotten teeth can't break this young master's bones."

"Arrogant!"

The Witch God remnant Soul was furious. In the ancient era, being high and mighty, worshiped by thousands with blood sacrifices, how had it ever been so humiliated by a Mortal?

"Die for this deity! Myriad Poison Soul-Devouring Formation!"

The remnant Soul waved all six arms, and the endless black Death Qi in the air surged crazily, instantly transforming into tens of millions of black chains with barbs. These chains were like countless venomous snakes flicking their tongues, sweeping down towards Su Yang and the others like a torrential rain.

Each chain was attached with ancient poisons capable of directly corroding the Soul. Once entangled, one would instantly face Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

"Just these tricks to fool children?"

Su Yang did not even move a step.

He suddenly raised his head, and two tangible golden divine lights, several zhang long, shot out from his eyes!

Boom!

The Divine Soul power of the Nascent Soul Stage Great Perfection, combined with the extremely rigid and masculine Pure Yang True Fire, erupted without reservation!

A golden divine general phantom, several times larger than the Witch God remnant Soul, instantly rose from the ground behind Su Yang.

The divine general was burning with golden flames like a scorching sun, holding a giant flame sword that could split the heavens and earth, and slashed fiercely at the black poison chains falling from the sky!

Sizzle—!

It was like a red-hot branding iron pressed into snow.

The millions of aggressive black chains, the moment they touched the giant sword condensed from Pure Yang True Fire, were like fragile dry grass, directly burned into white smoke filling the sky.

Not only that, the remaining power of the golden giant sword, with the terrifying momentum of splitting the entire underground space, slashed straight towards the Witch God remnant Soul in mid-air!

"Pure Yang True Fire?! How is this possible! In this Dharma-Ending Age where Spiritual Qi is exhausted, how could such a Pure Yang Body of Major Achievement be born!"

The Witch God remnant Soul let out a terrified scream, its three green-faced, fanged faces filled with disbelief. The Evil Path of Joy and the Witch Poison lineage feared nothing more than this kind of heaven-and-earth divine fire that was extremely rigid and masculine.

The remnant Soul desperately waved the bone spear in its hand, trying to resist.

However.

Bang!

The moment the bone spear touched the golden giant sword, it shattered into countless powder. The golden giant sword broke through like bamboo, slashing fiercely onto the left shoulder of the Witch God remnant Soul!

"Ah—!!!"

The shrill, desperate scream resounded through the cavern. The head and two arms on the left side of the Witch God remnant Soul were instantly severed by the Pure Yang True Fire.

No blood flowed from the wound; instead, unquenchable golden flames ignited, crazily burning the Origin of the remnant Soul.

This old monster who had lived for tens of thousands of years finally realized the horror of the young man in front of him.

Escape!

Must escape!

The Witch God remnant Soul could no longer care about Possession or Legacy. Its huge black body shrank suddenly, turning into a ball of thick smoke, and it turned to flee wildly towards the bottom of the abyss.

"Since you've come out, stay and be nourishment."

Su Yang smiled coldly, his right hand grasping at the void.

A giant hand covering the sky, entirely condensed from Pure Yang True Fire, appeared out of thin air. Like the Buddha suppressing the Monkey King, it grabbed the fleeing black smoke tightly in its palm.

"Mercy! Spare me, Immortal! This deity is willing to acknowledge you as master and serve you forever!"

The excruciating pain of the Pure Yang Fire burning its Soul caused this ancient Witch God to completely abandon its dignity, struggling and begging for mercy in the giant hand.

"this young master thinks you're too ugly; it would be embarrassing to bring you out."

Su Yang's five fingers closed suddenly.

Bang!!!

A crisp, muffled sound. The ancient remnant Soul at the Peak of the Nascent Soul Stage was directly crushed by Su Yang with his bare hands!

The huge black phantom instantly dissipated.

Under the crazy purification of the Pure Yang True Fire, the Impurities, resentment, and toxins contained in the remnant Soul were burned away completely.

A moment later, only two fist-sized light orbs emitting a soft white light remained in mid-air.

This was the purest, most original ownerless Soul Power from the Soul of an ancient powerhouse!

For any Cultivator or ghost Cultivator who Cultivates the Divine Soul, it was simply a supreme immortal medicine that could change their fate against the heavens!

Su Yang flicked his fingers, and the two white lights turned into streamers, flying directly towards Su Qingcheng and Jiang Yingxue behind him.

"Open your mouths, swallow it." Su Yang ordered without looking back.

The two female Ghost Generals didn't need to be reminded. The moment the white light appeared, the instinct deep within their Souls had already issued an extremely eager call.

The two women parted their red lips and swallowed the pure Soul Power directly.

Boom!

Boom!

Two terrifyingly extreme Yin Evil Qi erupted instantly from Su Qingcheng and Jiang Yingxue!

The temperature of the entire underground cavern plummeted again.

Su Qingcheng's fiery red dress fluttered without wind, her skirt dancing wildly, and her beautiful eyes flashed with a blood-red light that was Soul-stirring. The air behind her twisted violently, faintly manifesting a terrifying vision of a sea of corpses and a mountain of blood.

Jiang Yingxue appeared much more introverted, but her Aura was equally astonishing.

Countless mysterious golden ghost runes appeared on the surface of her classical red wedding dress, and frosty petals condensed from pure Yin Qi drifted around her.

How vast was the pure Soul Power of the ancient Witch God! The Aura of the two women climbed steadily, directly breaking through the Realm barrier that had troubled them for a long time!

Crack!

It was as if some shackle had been completely shattered in the dark.

Peak of Ghost General!

Half-step Ghost King!

Early Stage Ghost King!

In less than half an incense stick of time, the two beautiful female Ghost Generals crossed several small Realms one after another, firmly stepping into the Ghost King Realm, equivalent to the Golden Core Stage Great Perfection of humans!

After the Breakthrough, the two women's appearances were even better than before, their skin as white as snow, and their temperament had an added pressure of a superior looking down on life and death. However, the way they looked at Su Yang was even more tender and bone-melting than before.

"Thank you, Master, for bestowing such great fortune!"

Su Qingcheng was extremely excited, turning into a fragrant breeze and throwing herself directly into Su Yang's arms.

A pair of snow-white arms wrapped tightly around Su Yang's neck, her hot, delicate body pressing wantonly against him, her beautiful face leaning close to Su Yang's ear, her breath like orchids.

"Master is so good to Qingcheng, Qingcheng really doesn't know how to repay you. Tonight, when Master returns to the room to rest, Qingcheng will definitely use all her skills to serve Master well..."

Jiang Yingxue also drifted over, performing an extremely standard ancient bow with grace, her beautiful eyes rippling like autumn water: "Yingxue is also willing to serve you, following Master for all eternity."

Facing the competing flattery of the two newly promoted Ghost Kings, Chu Ling stood on the side and pursed her red lips, a flash of jealousy in her ice-blue eyes.

She stepped forward, hugging Su Yang's other arm unwillingly, pressing her elastic body against him.

"Boss, I want a reward too!" Chu Ling said coquettishly.

"Alright, stop fooling around."

Su Yang smiled and patted Chu Ling's head, casually pinching Su Qingcheng's slender waist, pushing this enchanting female Ghost King half a step away.

He turned around, his deep gaze cast directly into the bottomless abyss beneath the ink-black lotus.

This abyss was dozens of meters in diameter, pitch black inside, as if it could swallow all light.

But under Su Yang's abnormal Divine Sense perception, deep in the abyss, a faint, extremely obscure strange purple light flickered.

"Although the Witch God remnant Soul is dead, there seems to be something else hidden underneath."

Su Yang put his hands back into his pockets, a playful smile on his lips.

"Let's go, go down and see what kind of unspeakable treasure this Miaojiang ancestor buried underground."

Before the words fell.

Su Yang tapped his toes on the Void Realm, his whole body turning into a golden stream of light, jumping into the pitch-black abyss without hesitation.

The three beautiful women looked at each other, followed closely behind, turning into three rays of light—red, white, and blue—and jumped into the endless darkness together.

The wind whistled in their ears, and the purple light flickering in the depths of the abyss magnified rapidly in their vision.