Chapter 358 Is there really such a good thing?

As the black and white light entered his body, continuous roars erupted from within Ghost King Wushe. His frame began to distort, and the muscles across his body writhed and swelled incessantly.

At that moment, Emperor Wu Lie, Ji Hengjiang followed up with another palm strike.

Bang!!

Ghost King Wushe's Physical Body finally exploded, and a ghostly shadow rushed out from the spray of flesh and blood.

“Eee-ya!!”

The Ghost King let out a shrill shriek. Now reduced to a mass of pure Nine Nether black mist, he continued to charge toward the Black Well.

As long as he could enter the well, he could use internal and external forces to break the barrier of the Black Well and allow other Nine Nether Evil Spirits as powerful as himself to emerge from below.

This well was actually a passage connecting the depths of the Nine Nether with the Tianzhu Mountain Blessed Land.

Thousands of years ago, when Heavenly Pillar Mountain was born, it not only opened the Heavenly Gate leading to the Upper Realm but also connected the path to the Nine Nether Lands.

However, a barrier existed between these realms.

Although this barrier had become incredibly thin due to the presence of the Tianzhu Mountain Blessed Land, it remained extremely difficult for an individual to achieve a Breakthrough. Ghost King Wushe had only been able to enter Heavenly Pillar Mountain through a stroke of luck and Opportunity.

He had intended to accomplish great things, but he never expected to be Seal for thousands of years immediately after entering Heavenly Pillar Mountain.

Now, he was even facing a crisis of life and death.

Those who had attacked him were all of extraordinary strength, especially a few who were nearly as powerful as he was.

The Nine Nether Well, which was only a hundred zhang away, seemed as distant as a thousand miles.

This was because Gu Xingzhou had once again blocked his path.

He opened a folding fan and fanned it twice in succession, unleashing two terrifying blasts of Astral Wind. The space ahead turned a stark white, becoming fragmented and blurred by the force of the wind.

“Ahhh!!!”

This Astral Wind could easily extinguish a Divine Soul, penetrating through bone to the marrow. It seemed specifically designed to counter incorporeal and eerie entities like the Nine Nether Evil Spirits.

Ghost King Wushe's aura withered at a pace visible to the naked eye.

As several top experts present battled the Ghost King, everyone else kept their distance.

Although it seemed like each person had only exchanged a few moves, an evil spirit of the Ghost King's caliber had already had his Physical Body destroyed, and even his soul—his true essence—had been severely wounded.

For those who had recently encountered various troublesome evil spirits within Heavenly Pillar Mountain, they understood best just how powerful a Ghost King-level evil spirit could be.

Severely wounded, Ghost King Wushe shrieked and gave up on reaching the Nine Nether Well. Instead, he swerved, transforming into a gust of black wind and flying toward the person closest to him.

While this takes time to describe, it all happened in the blink of an eye from the moment Ji Hengjiang and his daughter took action, leaving the onlookers dazzled.

The speed at which the Ghost King fled was beyond the perception of the others.

He vanished from his spot in an instant and reappeared several miles away.

Despite such speed, he could not break through the hundred-zhang perimeter around the Nine Nether Well. It had to be said that the combat instincts of the top experts were incredibly sharp; he could not get what he wanted and was forced to find another way.

Within the black mist, two blood-red eyes stared fixedly at Yan Chu before he pounced onto him instantly.

He intended to perform Possession on a new body.

Based on an evil spirit's instinctive sensing, this body was the most attractive to him among everyone present.

“ careful！！”

Princess Yaoxi shouted, but she was already too late.

As long as Ghost King Wushe did not flee toward the Nine Nether Well, the surrounding space was vast, and it wasn't as easy for their attacks to land as before.

Seeing this, she did not hesitate for a moment. Her palms brushed lightly, and a chilling wind began to howl, sweeping toward Ghost King Wushe and enveloping the surrounding dozens of miles.

If Yan Chu were to undergo Possession by Ghost King Wushe, then he would have to die as well!