230: Ghost King or Ghost Cultivator?

The attack came very suddenly.

However, Mu Feng showed no panic.

With a thought,

the Soul Yuan Bowl within his body immediately glowed, protecting his entire body.

While defending, he flicked his palm, and a large number of dark green Flying Swords flew towards the diamond treasure chest's skeleton!

"Whoosh!"

Just as the Flying Swords were about to strike the skeleton, a bizarre scene unfolded.

The skeleton, which had been lying on the ground, seemingly dead for countless years, suddenly transformed into a withered old man in a green robe.

This sudden change made Mu Feng think of a word.

"Ghost Cultivator!"

"You are a Ghost Cultivator!"

Ghost Cultivators are Cultivators who, after death, can switch to cultivating Ghost Dao Cultivation Techniques if their Divine Soul is condensed enough.

Just like the Flying Spirit Race Birdman he had killed earlier, if he hadn't destroyed the Primordial Spirit attached to the Soul Yuan Bowl, the opponent could have Cultivated again after returning and finding a Ghost Dao Cultivation Technique.

However, Ghost Cultivation Techniques go against the Heavenly Dao, and once Cultivated, one can no longer enter Reincarnation.

"You, junior, have good insight to see through my tracks with only a Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivation," the green-robed Cultivator said, seeing Mu Feng expose his identity, without denying it.

He formed a Spell with his hand, and the Black Sword, which had been blocked by the Soul Yuan Bowl, moved again.

"Sizzle!"

A dark, shadowy lightning bolt shot out from the Black Sword.

At such close range, Mu Feng had no way to dodge.

As soon as the lightning appeared, it directly enveloped Mu Feng's entire body.

This lightning was very strange, unlike any lightning Mu Feng had ever seen.

It was somewhat similar to sludge in a sewer.

Cold, damp, viscous, and turbid.

【Be careful, this is Water Filth Lightning. Don't let it touch you, or it will stick to you and you won't be able to shake it off.】

Just as Mu Feng was puzzled, a red prompt appeared before his eyes.

"Water Filth Lightning?"

Mu Feng's expression was solemn.

Although he had never seen this lightning, he roughly knew from the System's prompt that it would be difficult to deal with.

After trying to disperse it with Magic Power and finding no effect, Mu Feng's face turned grim.

"Hehehe..."

"Kid, resign yourself to fate. This lightning of mine is not something a Foundation Establishment junior like you can break."

Seeing Mu Feng fall for it, the old man let out a triumphant laugh.

No one knew the power of this Water Filth Lightning better than him, its user; even a normal Core Formation Cultivator would struggle to break free, let alone a mere Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

However, his laughter quickly froze.

Because Mu Feng, from who knows where, pulled out a flower basket-like item.

"Collect!"

The ancient treasure flower basket's auspicious glow shone.

The Water Filth Lightning, which had been like maggots clinging to bone, was actually "pulled" out little by little by the auspicious glow.

By the time the old man reacted, all the lightning had already been collected into the flower basket.

If he hadn't reacted quickly,

even the Black Sword might not have been safe.

"What kind of Magic Treasure is this!"

"No, it's not a Magic Treasure."

"It's an ancient treasure!"

"I never thought I'd be so lucky."

"Someone is actually rushing to deliver a treasure to me!"

The old man's eyes were sharp; he immediately recognized the flower basket in Mu Feng's hand as an ancient treasure.

Upon discovering the flower basket was an ancient treasure, the old man showed no fear; instead, his gaze towards Mu Feng became even more greedy.

In his opinion,

Mu Feng, a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, even with an ancient treasure, posed no threat to him.

"Hmph, whether it's good luck or not, who can say?"

Mu Feng sneered.

He launched the first attack.

"Go!"

With a flick of his palm, hundreds of dark green Flying Swords flew towards the old man's position.

"Mere trickery!"

A sneer appeared on the old man's face.

With a swipe of his withered hand, a black ghostly claw appeared out of thin air, destroying all the attacking dark green Flying Swords.

The ghostly claw, having destroyed the Flying Swords, still retained immense spiritual power.

It directly swept towards Mu Feng's position.

"Collect!"

Facing the ghostly claw's attack, Mu Feng expressionlessly raised the flower basket.

With a sweep of the auspicious glow,

the ghostly claw was immediately collected.

Having his attacks broken twice in a row by the flower basket,

the old man's face turned grim.

He stubbornly swung out another ghostly claw.

Mu Feng still easily raised the flower basket and broke his attack.

"Again! I don't believe a Foundation Establishment Cultivator like you can have so much Magic Power to contend with me!"

Repeated unsuccessful attacks made him even more frantic.

His hands danced, and a series of ghostly claws flew towards Mu Feng.

Yet, that ancient treasure flower basket was like an insatiable glutton.

All the sweeping Spells were collected without fail.

Being unable to break through for a long time made the old man somewhat hesitant.

Seeing this, Mu Feng was not in a hurry to counterattack; instead, he activated his Spiritual Eye Divine Power to investigate the old man's information.

Knowing oneself and one's enemy leads to a hundred victories.

【Name: Ghost Dao Cultivator】

【Realm: Core Formation Middle Stage Ghost Cultivator】

【Description: A Cultivator who practices Ghost Dao Cultivation Techniques.】

【Magic Treasure: ???】

【Skills: ???】

【Weakness: Afraid of lightning】

Just like the Flying Spirit Race Birdman before.

The information Mu Feng could detect was very limited.

"A Core Formation Middle Stage Ghost Cultivator, afraid of lightning."

Mu Feng silently read his information.

Afraid of lightning?

That makes things easy!

Seeing the last weakness item, Mu Feng's eyes immediately lit up.

He just happened to have an extremely powerful lightning Magic Treasure on hand.

"Go!"

While Mu Feng was investigating the information, the old man's Spell changed.

The black Flying Sword that had attacked Mu Feng earlier was thrown out again.

However, the old man was not in a hurry to attack.

Instead, he opened his mouth and spat a mouthful of black blood onto the Black Sword.

After the Black Sword absorbed the black blood, a terrifying power emanated from it.

Then, it transformed.

Into an enormous black greatsword.

"Die!"

The old man's eyes were ferocious.

He commanded the greatsword above his head to strike towards Mu Feng's position.

Before the greatsword arrived,

the sharp Qi wind had already shattered the boulders in the valley into dust.

Its power was even greater than the Soul Beast King's flying axe attack that Mu Feng had encountered earlier!

Facing such a terrifying attack, Mu Feng's expression remained unchanged.

He merely raised the flower basket in his hand again.

As a large amount of Magic Power was input,

the Treasure Dropping Flower Basket's auspicious glow greatly intensified.

With a gentle sweep, the greatsword turned into a phantom and was collected into the flower basket.

After collecting the greatsword's afterimage,

the auspicious glow was still not satisfied.

With a gentle sweep, it even tried to collect the Black Sword's main body that the old man had released.

This made the old man panic.

He formed a Spell.

And quickly recalled it.

After a struggle,

the black Flying Sword was still collected by the ancient treasure flower basket, its treasure light dim, looking as if it had lost much of its spirituality.

Looking at the Black Sword spinning at the bottom of the flower basket, unable to fly out, the old man's face was distorted with rage.

He hadn't expected this ancient treasure flower basket to be so powerful.

Not only could it collect Spells, but it could even collect Magic Treasures without fail.

"Good, good, good, you are very good!"

With his Magic Treasure, which was connected to his mind, being collected, the old man laughed in extreme anger.

"There's something even better!"

"Go!"

Mu Feng waved his palm.

Two red and white treasure beads appeared in his hand.

As Magic Power was input, they immediately transformed into two huge orbs and smashed towards the old man.

"Hmph, mere fireflies!"

Looking at the rapidly approaching red and white orbs, the old man's face showed no fear, but rather a hint of disdain.

This gave Mu Feng a bad feeling.

He was about to retrieve the treasure beads, but it was already too late.

He saw the old man open his mouth.

An eerie blood bead shot out from his mouth, flying directly towards the two treasure beads.

Boom!

The two collided, immediately producing a violent sound.

The treasure beads, which had originally glowed brightly, became dim and lifeless after being touched by the blood bead's explosion, looking as if they had lost much of their spirituality.

Then, before Mu Feng could retrieve them, they directly fell down.

From the looks of it, even if he retrieved them, they would be unusable.

This made Mu Feng's heart ache.

He had experienced a taste of the old man's feelings from earlier.

Both of them had lost a Magic Treasure.

It was a draw.

"Now you know what it feels like to lose a Magic Treasure, don't you?"

The old man's face was full of mockery.

"If you surrender now, I can spare your life!"

"Surrender? You speak as if you can do anything to me!"

He had an ancient treasure on him.

He wasn't afraid of any of the old man's Spells or Magic Treasure attacks.

Although the other party seemed to have more tricks up his sleeve,

he was no different.

"Hmph, still so stubborn when death is near. You don't really think I can't do anything to you just because you have an ancient treasure!"

"Children, come out!"

The old man formed a Spell with his hand.

More than ten Iron Armor Corpses appeared before the old man.

These Iron Armor Corpses had strong Physical Bodies.

Each of them had Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivation.

"Kill him for me."

After a brief exchange, the old man probably understood how to use the ancient treasure flower basket in Mu Feng's hand.

So he immediately released his summoned creatures.

"Releasing subordinates? I have them too!"

Mu Feng patted his spirit beast bag, and the Puppet Lizard and Silver Moon Fox immediately jumped out.

"Little Lizard, I'll leave it to you!"

While giving the Puppet Lizard battle commands, Mu Feng reached out and threw a Formation Plate to the Little Fox.

"What is this? It's just an ordinary Puppet, yet it dares to compare itself to my Iron Armor Corpses!"

The old man's face was full of mockery.

He clearly didn't think highly of the Little Lizard.

"Is that so? Then let's wait and see!"

Mu Feng's expression was calm.

He had absolute confidence in the Little Lizard.

"Swish!"

As soon as the Little Lizard came out,

it immediately underwent a berserk transformation.

Facing more than ten Foundation Establishment Late Stage Corpses, it had no chance of winning in its ordinary form.

After a strange dance,

the silver tadpoles on the Little Lizard's body began to swim all over it.

A violent aura emanated from its body.

"Swish, swish!"

Transformation complete.

The Little Lizard took the initiative to attack.

Its body flashed, and it was in front of an Iron Armor Corpse.

Its speed was too fast.

So much so that the Iron Armor Corpse didn't even make a defensive move before it was sent flying by a punch.

"Boom!"

With a loud boom,

the Iron Armor Corpse appeared on a giant rock in the distant valley.

The Little Lizard's punch was extremely powerful.

It directly shattered the Iron Armor Corpse summoned by the old man.

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

The Little Lizard's performance far exceeded the old man's imagination.

Iron Armor Corpses were known for their defense.

Even if he personally attacked, he couldn't have beaten an Iron Armor Corpse to such a state.

How could a low-level Puppet be so strong!

"Roar!"

As the old man was shocked, the remaining Iron Armor Corpses had already surrounded the Little Lizard's position.

Attempting to trap it.

But just then,

the silver tadpoles on the Little Lizard's body lit up.

Immediately after, large balls of Golden Flame shot out from its mouth.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!"

As soon as the Golden Flame appeared,

the surrounding Iron Armor Corpses immediately caught fire.

In a moment, the smell of scorching filled the air.

The Iron Armor Corpses struggled desperately, trying to escape the burning Golden Flame.

However, this Golden Flame was like the Yin Five Lightning that the old man had released at the beginning; once it touched, it was endless.

No matter how they struggled,

it was all in vain.

In a short while,

they were burned to ashes.

In just a few seconds,

more than half of the Iron Armor Corpses were lost.

This made the old man both angry and fearful.

He had never imagined that an ordinary Puppet Lizard would possess such powerful strength.

"That's Silver Runes, impossible, how could an ordinary Puppet Lizard have Silver Runes on its body!"

The Puppet Lizard annihilated half of the Iron Armor Corpses.

The old man also noticed its peculiarity.

That was the silver runes constantly swimming on its body.

The moment he saw the runes,

the old man immediately recalled something he had read in an ancient book many years ago.

His entire expression was as if he had seen a ghost.

"Silver Runes?"

Mu Feng was slightly stunned when he saw the old man's ghost-like expression.

"Are you talking about the silver tadpoles swimming on the Little Lizard's body?"

Mu Feng had always felt that those silver tadpoles were very strong, but he had never been able to figure out what they were.

From the old man's reaction, he seemed to know something.

However, it was probably impossible to get anything out of his mouth.

"Children, come back quickly."

Discovering the Little Lizard's abnormality,

the old man immediately recalled the Iron Armor Corpses.

Unfortunately, it was still a little too late.

The Little Lizard in its berserk state was exceptionally brave.

In just a few moves, it had already taken down several more Iron Armor Corpses.

This made the old man's heart ache intensely.

These Iron Armor Corpses were painstakingly refined by him.

They were almost ready to advance to the False Core stage as Golden Armor Corpses.

But now, they were all ruined by the Little Lizard here.

This made his face turn extremely ugly.

He immediately disregarded his reputation, reached out, and a black flag appeared in his hand.

After a gentle flick, countless black shadows flew out from the flag.

"Collect!"

Seeing the opponent make a move,

Mu Feng didn't sit idle either.

He raised the ancient treasure flower basket.

And directly collected all the black shadows released into the flower basket.

It was incredibly useful.

"Good, good, good!"

"You forced my hand!"

Seeing Mu Feng actually move to stop him, the old man's face was filled with resentment.

After speaking,

he shook his body.

And transformed into a several-zhang tall evil ghost with sharp horns on its head and sharp claws on its ten fingers!

As the evil ghost appeared,

the temperature of the entire valley dropped again.

Countless black Qi surged wildly into its body.

"Die for me!"

Transformation complete, the evil ghost flashed and appeared directly in front of Mu Feng.

"I've been waiting for you!"

"Formation activate!"

Mu Feng's lips moved slightly, and a huge Formation trapped the attacking evil ghost within it.

Immediately after, he pulled out the Extreme Lightning Bottle, which he hadn't used in a long time.