Buzz!
The Fiendish Ghost raised his Ghost Head Blade and slashed at Fang Gan's head. A black mist formed around the blade and explosions could be heard from time to time.
Bang!
Sparks flew in all directions as the broadsword struck the golden light barrier formed by the Golden Light Spell. A hole appeared on the blade, but the golden light barrier remained intact.
"How is that possible?"
The Fiendish Ghost's eyes were filled with shock, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
"Finished?"
Fang Gan looked at the Fiendish Ghost calmly. The Fiendish Ghost trembled under his gaze.
What kind of eyes were those? They were emotionless and looked at him indifferently as if he was looking at air.
"The heavens are vast, and my Dao is prosperous!”
As Fang Gan spoke, an extremely powerful and dangerous aura gathered behind him. Bolts of Yang lightning appeared out of thin air and scattered the black clouds in the sky.
"No, that's impossible!"
The Fiendish Ghost roared in rage and suddenly opened its mouth, sucking in all the surrounding Yin energy into its body. Even four of the five evil ghosts behind it were sucked in.
"Roar!"
As the Baleful Yin Qi entered, the Fiendish Ghost's body suddenly doubled in size. The Ghost Head Blade in its hand also returned to its original state, and the blade flickered with a cold light.
His aura had reached the peak of the Fiendish Ghost Realm, and he seemed to be about to break through the barrier and enter the Ghost General Realm.
Kacha!
A bolt of lightning appeared out of nowhere, interrupting the Fiendish Ghost's advancement. The Fiendish Ghost looked up at the sky with red eyes.
"Damn heavens, I must break through to the ghost general realm today!”
With a furious roar, Yin Qi swirls rose up and lifted the stone bricks covering the ground, revealing the soil below.
As the Yin Qi churned, layers of soil were lifted up, revealing piles of white bones. Looking closely, it was actually a mass grave.
"Hiss, it's actually a mass grave! No wonder this thing would appear here!”
The old Daoist behind him saw the deep pit in front of him clearly. The pile of bones inside solved the doubts in his heart.
According to the aura of this fiendish ghost, this place was at least a hundred-man pit, and this fiendish ghost had been formed for at least twenty years.
"Ah!"
In the mass grave, wisps of ink-black soul power slowly floated out and gathered toward the Fiendish Ghost.
"Dammit, if it weren't for you, why would I have to absorb the power of the evil ghosts and completely cut off my path to becoming a ghost king?”
Thinking of this, the Fiendish Ghost's expression became even more gloomy, twisted, and crazed.
"Break!"
Kacha!
A cracking sound rang out. The Fiendish Ghost had forcefully entered the Ghost General Realm!
Boom!
Thunderclaps sounded as an extremely powerful aura locked onto the Fiendish Ghost in the air.
"Damn it, damn heavens!"
"It doesn't matter. As long as I can occupy your body, I can avoid this natural disaster! He might even be able to open the path of a ghost cultivator for the second time!”
The Fiendish Ghost looked at Fang Gan as if he was looking at prey.
"Humph!"
Fang Gan snorted coldly and struck out with his palm. A huge spiritual energy palm covered in golden light and lightning instantly appeared behind him and slapped toward the Fiendish Ghost.
Bang!
Hiss!
There was a violent explosion and the sound of fire and water fusing. White mist instantly rose between the two.
When the fog dissipated, the Fiendish Ghost had lost half of its body, and its aura had fallen below that of the Ghost General.
"Let alone a Ghost General like you who forcefully broke through, even if it was a real Ghost General, what would I be afraid of?”
Fang Gan gathered the surrounding Spirit Qi again and punched the dying Fiendish Ghost in the air, destroying the remaining half of its body.
The thunder in the sky slowly disappeared, and the dark clouds in the sky were also melted by the sunlight.
A moment later, a golden circular light beam less than a centimeter long descended from the sky and entered Fang Gan's body through his Baihui acupoint.
"Merit, Merit entering the body!"
The old Taoist priest's eyes widened. He looked at Fang Gan in surprise and envy, wishing he could replace him.
Kacha!
Kacha!
With the infusion of Heavenly Merit Points, Fang Gan broke through to the Eighth Stage Earthly Master Realm.
Seeing that the mana in his body was still growing crazily, Fang Gan forcefully suppressed the realm barrier that was about to be broken. He forcefully suppressed it from Peak Level Eight to Initial Level Eight.
As for the remaining light of virtue, Fang Gan absorbed it into his body and rapidly increased his physical strength.
After half a cup of tea's time, the light of virtue in the sky slowly disappeared, and the broken clouds gradually closed.
"Hiss, this young man has such strong willpower!”
The old Taoist priest could not help but admire Fang Gan's forceful suppression of his realm. Even someone as experienced as him could not resist the temptation of merit points to increase his strength.
This young man was actually able to completely endure it. How strong must his perseverance be?
"No wonder he has such a cultivation at such a young age!”
"Phew!"
Fang Gan nodded in satisfaction as he felt the magic power in his body that had almost doubled in size and his physical strength had increased by at least two times.
"I really have to thank you. If you hadn't forcefully absorbed and refined the power of the ghosts and devoured the ghosts, the power of the heavenly tribulation wouldn't have been triggered, and I wouldn't have obtained this merit!”
It was really a matter of time!
Fang Gan shook his head and stopped thinking. He looked at the female ghost not far away.
At this moment, she was standing alone in the same spot, looking at Fang Gan with a pale face. Her hands were rubbing the hem of her clothes, looking very pitiful.
"You have two choices. One, I will send you to hell, but you have stayed in the Yang Realm for so long, so you will definitely have to go through a mountain of blades!”
"Secondly, I can kill you by force. To me, there's no loss, and it won't go against the heavens!”
Fang Gan walked towards the female ghost step by step. The sound of his footsteps seemed to be stepping on her heart, making her face even paler.
"Young Master, please send me down!"
Without hesitation, the female ghost chose the first option.
"Very good, a wise choice!"
Four Directions Ghost Emperor, listen to my command!
Yin and Yang rise and fall, quickly come and meet!
Bang!
Fang Gan stomped his foot on the ground, sending up a large amount of soil.
A stream of spiritual energy spread out with him as the center. A moment later, two ghostly shadows rose from the ground.
One of them held a Soul Binding Chain in his hand, and a Soul Suppressing Bell hung from his waist. The other held a pitch-black Soul Striking Staff.
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