137: Breakthrough

From the Void Realm, Yin Qi gathered, forming a Young Master in green robes.

He wore a jade crown, his face was deathly pale, his demeanor sinister, and his body exuded a chilling Ghost Qi.

Beneath the scorching sun, there was not a single shadow on the ground.

His steps were ethereal, and in a blink, he appeared before everyone.

"Nether Mystic Ghost King!"

"How is that possible...? Even a Profound Cave Ghost King shouldn't be able to silently Breakthrough the island's protective Formation."

Everyone was terrified, their faces filled with dread.

Fang Yu thought of something and suddenly looked at Li Changju.

These past few days, the nodes guarding the Formation were precisely under his watch.

"Bastard! To open the Formation without permission, inviting a wolf into the house!

Today, I will cleanse the Sect!"

Fang Yu's eyes were bloodshot. He forced himself upright, and his shattered Spiritual Root, the broken spine, radiated a faint blue spiritual light, transforming into a phantom of a water Dragon.

Roar—

The Dragon's roar echoed, its terrifying might causing Li Changju's expression to change drastically.

'How could this be? This person's Spiritual Root isn't already shattered...'

Suddenly, a cold snort came.

The Void Realm's Yin Qi formed a chilling Ghost claw, which violently tore apart the phantom water Dragon.

Pfft—

Fang Yu violently spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. His spine, already broken into several pieces, shattered completely, and he fell to the ground like a pile of mud.

"In front of this King, you still dare to make a move? Are you courting death...?"

Nether Mystic Ghost King spoke with an air of nonchalance, as if he had just crushed a mere bug.

"Haha, you're arrogant, keep being arrogant."

Li Changju sneered, his fists raining down on Fang Yu's body.

In an instant, Fang Yu felt intense pain throughout his body. Large gushes of blood flowed from his mouth and nose, along with fragments of his internal organs.

Yet, he clenched his teeth, not uttering a single word, his gaze fixed on Li Changju.

"Hmm? Still unconvinced? Still daring to glare at me?

Do you think you're still the top Disciple of the Hundred Halls? The lineage head of the Heavenly Saint faction?

Haha!

You're just a dog now! A wild dog that I, Li Changju, can kill at will!"

Li Changju laughed maniacally, his fists pounding Fang Yu's face like rain.

The ground collapsed, and his head sank into a deep pit.

Fang Yu's aura became extremely weak.

"Enough!"

Nie Xiaoqian let out a soft cry, stepping down from the main seat. Her face was incredibly cold, yet it added a touch of charm, making the Nether Mystic Ghost King's eyes go wide.

"Haha, since the beauty says to stop, then let's stop..."

"Yes."

Li Changju hid to the side, like a loyal old dog.

Nether Mystic Ghost King's gaze unscrupulously swept over Nie Xiaoqian's delicate figure.

'What rich Pure Yin Qi... After absorbing it, I'll have at least an eighty percent chance of Breaking Through my Bottleneck...'

As a Profound Cave Realm Ghost King, how could he cause such a fuss merely for a beautiful Ghost Cultivator?

Wasn't it all for that Pure Yin Qi?

Over the years, Nie Xiaoqian had established Ghost Seeds using the Wedding Dress Art, absorbing an immeasurable amount of Yin Qi.

Even a Profound Cave Ghost King would covet it.

"Beauty, have you thought it through...? Dual Cultivation with me, and together we shall comprehend the Great Dao of Ghost Cultivation."

The Profound Cave Ghost King said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Nie Xiaoqian remained expressionless. She only faced the crowd and said, "Everyone present, there are both Disciples native to our Yuanlian Island and Cultivators from outside Sects who have migrated here to escape disaster and have recently joined... I want to ask, if our Yuanlian Island is on the verge of destruction today.

Are you all willing to face the difficulties with me and fight to the death?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd below erupted in an uproar.

How could they not understand Nie Xiaoqian's meaning?

"Foolish!"

"With the Ghost King present, resisting is a path to death."

"Hmph, we sought refuge on Yuanlian Island precisely to find a glimmer of hope.

We didn't come here to die."

"Today, Nie Xiaoqian, you will marry whether you want to or not!"

A group of Cultivators spoke coldly.

Suddenly, a line of Cultivators broke free from their restraints, formed a Formation, and appeared, their expressions agitated.

"I, Xue Qingshan of the Heavenly Saint Hall, am willing to live and die with the Vice Island Master!"

"And me..."

"Me..."

No sooner had the words fallen than another hall stepped forward.

An old woman with white hair, leaning on a Dragon-headed staff, laughed heartily, "Haha, this old woman has long disliked these Ghost brats. Killing one is breaking even, killing two is a profit!"

"My Jade Hall is willing to live and die with the Vice Island Master!"

..."My Blazing Fire Hall, all three thousand one hundred and seventy-three people, are willing to coexist with Yuanlian Island!"

"My Horned Dragon Bone Hall..."

A group of Cultivators stood up, each with an expression of facing death unflinchingly.

"Everyone..."

Nie Xiaoqian saw it, and her heart was greatly comforted.

A cold, icy aura subtly emanated from her body, and a dense Yin Qi swept out.

Nether Mystic Ghost King's expression changed.

"Hmph, you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit."

His oppressive power was fully unleashed, the Void Realm trembled, the Great Formation disintegrated, and countless Ghost shadows roamed above.

Their number was more than hundreds of millions.

If they swarmed, not even a bone shard would be left of Yuanlian Island.

Suddenly, a beam of light shot straight into the sky, piercing through the dense Yin clouds.

Black Qi gathered, forming a bizarre, indescribable phantom, evaporating the Ghost shadows in its path.

Drip, drip, drop—

The black dao karma turned into a fine rain and fell.

At the same time, a vast aura emanated from the depths of Yuanlian Island.

"Profound Cave Realm! Someone has actually Broken Through to this Realm!"

"Island Master... It must be Island Master Gu Changsheng!"

A glimmer of hope appeared in Nie Xiaoqian's despairing eyes. She bit her lip tightly, "Is it him?"

A few breaths later, the clouds dispersed and the rain cleared, and a man in white, like an immortal, appeared in the Void Realm.

Gu Changsheng took a step into the Void Realm, as if teleporting, and appeared before everyone.

"Island Master! It's Island Master Gu Changsheng!"

A white-haired old man knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly.

More than a hundred years ago, he had the good fortune to meet Gu Changsheng once.

At that time, he was still a young Prodigy in splendid attire, riding a spirited horse.

"The Island Master is here, we are saved!"

Many old people's eyes welled up with tears as they collectively bowed in reverence.

This drew cold sneers from many of the surrender faction.

"Hmph, what if Old Ancestor Yuan Lian isn't dead?

How can a newly advanced Profound Cave Realm Cultivator be a match for Lord Profound Truth?"

"Be sensible, it's best to offer up Nie Xiaoqian and save your own lives."

Nether Mystic Ghost King's expression gradually became serious.

His cultivation was close to the Peak of the Early Stage of the Profound Cave Realm, yet he couldn't discern the depth of the person before him.

This feeling was simply unprecedented.

'Hmph, a newly advanced Profound Cave Realm Cultivator, no matter how powerful his methods, how can he contend with my centuries of accumulation...'

'She's just a maid, after all.

If I demand her, would he dare to refuse?'

A hint of disdain flashed in Nether Mystic Ghost King's eyes: "Fellow Daoist Yuan Lian, congratulations on achieving the Great Dao of Profound Cave.

However, I have a strong affinity with this woman.

I ask Fellow Daoist to part with her.

For this, this King is willing to withdraw his troops ten thousand li, ensuring Yuanlian Island is not invaded by Ghost disasters. How about it?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Changsheng smiled slightly, revealing a meaningful gaze.

Immediately, he extended an arm, and the beauty fell into his embrace.

"You've worked hard all these years..."

Two lines of clear tears streamed down Nie Xiaoqian's face. Past sorrows welled up in her heart, and she could no longer hold back, burying her face in Gu Changsheng's shoulder and sobbing softly.

Seeing this, Nether Mystic Ghost King's face darkened.

He had long considered Nie Xiaoqian his woman; how could he tolerate this?

He immediately threatened, "Fellow Daoist Yuan Lian, do not make a mistake!"

"Noisy!"

Gu Changsheng flicked his sleeve, and a gray Sword Qi streaked across the Void Realm, as fast as thunder, piercing through the center of Nether Mystic Ghost King's brows.

Immediately, Nether Mystic Ghost King felt a heavy blow, and intense pain erupted in his soul sea.

His figure flickered repeatedly, appearing several miles away.

His face was pale, still reeling from shock: "Nine Nether Soul-Seizing Underworld Light... To have actually cultivated this Divine Ability..."

Divine Abilities that harm the soul are particularly effective against Ghost Cultivators.

Their effect is second only to evil-repelling thunder magic.

"So what?

This King wants to see how many specters you can slay..."

"Hurry!"

Countless Ghost shadows flew into his body, and Nether Mystic Ghost King's body suddenly swelled, transforming into a hundred-zhang-tall green-faced giant Ghost.

"Die!"

Nether Mystic Ghost King roared, bringing with him countless Ghost shadows to attack.

Gu Changsheng, however, remained indifferent, muttering, "It's a good time to try out my newly born innate Divine Ability..."

A faint, ancient gray light appeared in his palm.

Although its aura was extremely weak, it gave off an incredibly terrifying feeling.

Gu Changsheng named this Divine Ability — Dao Transformation.

To transform ten thousand Daos with one Dao.

Whoosh—

The gray light swept past, and the countless Ghost shadows seemed to be erased by something indescribable, completely disappearing.

Not a trace of their aura remained between heaven and earth.

"Damn it, what kind of Divine Ability is this!"

Nether Mystic Ghost King was stunned, desperately trying to escape, summoning countless specters to hinder, but it had no effect whatsoever.

The gray light encroached.

His Ghost body collapsed like a falling mansion, disappearing bit by bit before his eyes.

Thighs, torso, arms... No matter what secret technique he used, he still couldn't stop the gray light's erosion.

"Ah! I refuse to accept this!"

Nether Mystic Ghost King let out a mournful shriek, and his final head completely dissipated in the Void Realm.

The entire sky cleared, without a trace of Yin Qi.