CHAPTER 105: CHAPTER 104: SLAYING THE GHOST!

A Celestial Human Realm Cultivator, he wasn’t confident in dealing with.

After all, there’s a difference of a great realm. Even though Gu Yuan was confident in his own strength, confidence could hardly substitute food.

But if it’s merely an Innate Martial Master, he would show no fear. Even if the other party’s methods were bizarre, he could at least exchange a few moves with them.

"You two, I’m just an old man without talent, but despite my age, I dare to say this old body can still fight a few rounds with others."

On the other side, the Xu family grandfather and grandson also approached.

The Xu family elder’s voice was deep, his muscles bulging as he protected his grandson Xu Feibai behind him. He had shed his previous frail status, now resembling an enraged old lion!

In this situation, fighting alone would lead to a quicker death; only by the few Innates present teaming up would there be a chance of survival.

"It’s best if the elder can join!"

Gu Yuan nodded lightly.

"What, do you few still intend to resist to the end?"

Ghostly Wailer heard their words and let out a bizarre and piercing laugh:

"Do you really think my little treasures are made of mud? Well, since you’re seeking death, I’ll fulfill your desire!"

As he spoke, ghostly figures in the mist lunged toward the crowd.

These ghostly figures appeared miserable, clearly mirroring their state before death, each emitting a bone-chilling cold aura.

Someone wielded a long sword in fear, the sharp blade slicing through the necks, heads, limbs, and bodies of the ghostly figures, but with a flash of black light, the figures reverted to their original form.

Meanwhile, these ghostly figures, with swift ghost claws, breached the group’s defenses, tearing open their chests and abdomens, clinging to their bodies, beginning to ravenously devour Essence Blood. A few unlucky ones screamed as they were absorbed into dry corpses.

Slash! Slash!

Gu Yuan’s Sword Light scattered, enveloping cold murderous intent, easily tore apart the ghostly figures lunging toward him.

The ghostly figures torn by his Sword Light not only failed to revert, but also screamed, collapsing, turning into wisps of black gas dissipating in the air.

"Life-taking Sword Formulas" is a Supreme Martial Art, centering on condensing one’s Essence, Qi, and Spirit into one.

A single sword strike surges with murderous intent, vicious and fierce!

It not only harms the enemy’s physique but also crushes one’s spirit and even Divine Soul!

These ghostly figures, albeit having form and lacking substance, are hard to harm with simple physical attacks. Yet every sword strike Gu Yuan executes, with Essence, Qi, and Spirit highly concentrated, containing his will and nurturing killing intent, are indeed the nemesis of these ghostly creatures!

"Good job, Brother Yan!"

Bao Datong, although lacking Gu Yuan’s abilities, had a Spirit Talisman attached to his curved saber, letting the long blade emit a faint white light, radiating hot and vigorous yang energy.

With a flash of blade light, it effortlessly tore through the bodies of those ghost creatures, the scorching energy incinerating the ghostly remains into wisps of blue smoke.

Meanwhile, the Xu family elder also wielded his wooden staff, moving like the wind.

Not sure what material this wooden staff was made from, but under the infusion of True Qi, it carried immense force and weight, the air resonating with explosive sounds, easily shattering the ghost figures into pieces.

Seeing the three exude divine might, others rejoiced greatly and converged towards them.

"Good! Excellent!"

Ghostly Wailer seemed angered by the trio, his voice resonating with chilling murderous intent: "Three Innate Martial Masters, your Essence Blood will indeed aid my little treasures in advancing further!"

Following his words, the surrounding gray ghost mist began to stir, followed by a spine-chilling shriek of a baby echoing from within.

Wailing...Wailing...

The sharp sound made everyone feel their eardrums aching, heads throbbed as if flaming nails were being driven into their brains.

Most covered their ears, faces contorted with pain, staggering unsteadily.

The sound seemed to target not the ears but a person’s Divine Soul!

Since many, even after covering their ears, still felt excruciating headaches.

Gu Yuan, Bao Datong, and the Xu family elder fared slightly better.

Bao Datong’s Spirit Talisman shone, with its protection he appeared unaffected by the terrifying sound.

The Xu family elder’s face was difficult, yet he managed to keep standing.

As for Gu Yuan, the sharp and terrifying sound piercing his head caused stabbing pain, but he could endure this agony.

Perhaps his spirit and will were nourished by the Turtle Breath Talent, exceeding those of his equal-ranked martial artists.

In fact, Gu Yuan’s eyes flashed, as he seemed to have discerned something.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The Qiushui Sword resounded like dragon cries, the reverberating Sword Ring carried chilling murderous intent, diluting the sharp ghostly sound!

Furthermore, a Sword Light containing boundless edge tore through the void, dazzling like lightning, cleaving the gloomy haze of the Taoist temple.

Then plunged into the ghost mist!

Splurch! It seemed to have pierced something, followed by even more piercing cries.

"Wailing!!!"

Many screamed covering their ears, yet blood seeped through their fingers and ears.

Gu Yuan retracted his Sword Light, a tiny silhouette appeared on the sword tip.

Its head was as large as a basin, skin an iron blue, teeth sharp as nails, resembling an infant monkey—yet a ghostly creature!

Clearly a ghost baby!

Crackle, crackle—

The ghost baby, pierced through the body, struggled wanting to break free from Gu Yuan’s long sword, claws wildly flailing, bringing sparks upon the blade.

But as Gu Yuan shook the long sword.

Sword Light tore it apart, the two halves writhing on the ground momentarily before becoming motionless.

"Good fellow, Brother Yan’s swordsmanship is truly fierce!"

Bao Datong’s eyelids twitched as he witnessed this, a hint of admiration rose in his heart for Gu Yuan.

"This ghost baby has been considerably refined by Ghostly Wailer, its Talent Spell’s Sound of Ghost Wailing specifically targets Divine Soul, likely still his original Spirit Ghost, under Ghostly Wailer’s control, even several Innate Martial Masters might find it troublesome, yet Brother Yan killed it effortlessly, truly unrestrained and unchallenged!"

The Xu family elder also breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Gu Yuan with some uncertainty: "Able to easily slay ghost creatures and master such terrifying swordsmanship, what is this young Brother Yan’s origin? Perhaps a Major Sect Disciple?"

The crucial point is that Gu Yuan seems quite young, yet possesses such strength. In his pondering, he believes only those Great Immortal Sect could nurture such figures!

With Gu Yuan exuding divine might, others were invigorated and excited, inwardly thinking there’s hope now.

"Ghostly Wailer, if this is the extent of your ability, I advise you to leave early!"

Gu Yuan flicked his wrist, his Qiushui Sword stained with ghost blood thrown to the ground, deliberately provoking: "Otherwise, being slain by me, years of cultivation ruined, wouldn’t it be a pity?"

"A sharp-tongued child!"

Upon hearing these words, the ghost mist outside the Taoist temple churned, moments later, Ghostly Wailer’s cold voice echoed inside:

"You killed the little treasure I’ve nurtured for years, I swear, no matter your identity, your status, you must die!"

"I will flay your skin! Strike your sinews! Break your bones! Let you live without escape, die without relief!"

The voice brimming with malice and resentment caused many to shudder, knowing Gu Yuan had truly angered Ghostly Wailer into the shadows.