Asura Mad Emperor

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"Boom, boom, boom"

Golden runes, vast and boundless ghost energy, flashes of lightning and peals of thunder, dazzling orbs of light, and splendid radiance surged and clashed against each other.

This battle was incredibly intense, far surpassing the previous fight between Qinchuan and Jiang Bing and the others.

The void was torn asunder, whipping up gusts of Gang Wind that left countless cultivators' souls disoriented.

Many cultivators kept their distance from this place, fearing that they might accidentally be torn apart by the clash between the two sides.

One had to admit, the physical bodies of these Ghost Race experts were truly formidable, a realization Qinchuan couldn't help but inwardly exclaim at this moment.

These Ghost Race experts did not wield divine artifacts and couldn't go head-to-head with Qinchuan's Chi Yue Spear, but they actually fought him with their formidable physical bodies instead.

Worthy of being an ancient race!

If these had been ordinary human Supreme Saint experts, Qinchuan would have subdued them long ago, but now he had been fiercely battling them for dozens of rounds.

Qinchuan shattered these cultivators' physical bodies numerous times, but they would instantly recover as before—a rate of healing even stronger than his own Innate Body, which had awakened all four organs.

This was the diminished strength of the Ghost Race after their decline; it was hard to imagine how powerful the true ancient four races were in their prime.

"Open!"

Qinchuan roared in anger. Above his head, the volcano's mouth cracked open, and the ancient bronze Heaven Devouring Cauldron shone brightly, slowly emerging with radiant streams of light.

The Great Heaven Devouring Cauldron reappeared.

From the cauldron spilled gentle haloes of light, devouring the surrounding dark fog, with Qinchuan also exerting his full strength at this time.

"Suppress!"

Qinchuan's spear intent was rampant, transforming into a sharp blade that swept across space, severing a Ghost Race expert's physical body.

Following that, from the long spear surged an overwhelming array of Great Dao Runes, dazzling and splendid, as his entire body's spiritual power burst forth.

Immense energy poured into the body of that Ghost Race being, and finally, he could no longer resist.

With a "bang," the Ghost Race expert's physical body exploded on the spot, disintegrating into specks of flesh and blood, no longer able to regenerate, and thus perishing completely.

"Chi Li!"

As one of their own fell, the remaining members of the Ghost Race were both shocked and enraged, bellowing out loud.

"You brat, you dare to kill my brother! I will flay you, strip your tendons, devour your flesh, and use your skin for bedding!" Liang Yu's face was fierce, and the originally extremely ugly visage became even more hideous.

He was covered in iron-blue scales that now clinked with a cold light.

"Hmph, no rush, I will send you off to reunite with your brother soon enough—this way you'll have some company on the cycle of reincarnation!"

Qinchuan scoffed repeatedly, knowing well that there could never be a peaceful coexistence between the Ghost Race and the Human Race, and he would not let them off.

"Long Spear, Slay Demons and Devour Ghosts!"

In Qinchuan's hands, the Chi Yue Spear's light grew increasingly intense, like a small golden sun blazing radiantly in the void.

"Puff, puff, puff"

The small sun descended from the sky, its blinding light flooding the entire arena, the spear intent unending, the Heaven Devouring Cauldron overflowing with devouring energy, and the Innate Spiritual Qi in his body surged tumultuously.

At that moment, one after another, the Ghost Race experts' bodies burst open, their blood spraying across the sky.

Shortly after, only one of the eight great Ghost Race experts remained: Ghost Ci.

"How could this..."

Seeing his fellow Ghost Race brethren fall one after the other, Ghost Ci was horrified, his eyes wide and speechless.

"Impossible, the prophecy of our Venerable one did not foresee such an event!?"

With only one person left, Ghost Ci knew that suppressing Qinchuan was completely out of the question.

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"It's you! You're the one who sabotaged the will of our ancestors?!"

Ghosts walked away far, casting a sinister look at Qinchuan.

At that moment, he realized that the key error in their plan was all because of the man before him.

"That's right, that yaksha intended to awaken from ancient times, but it has already been annihilated by this young master, and you'll soon be following its path," Qinchuan said with a contemptuous smile.

"How could this be?!"

The heart of Ghosts was like still water, pondering where things had gone wrong.

Ten thousand years ago, a crack appeared in the barrier, and he crossed through it to arrive at the Divine Wilderness Continent.

As he departed, he had personally witnessed the supreme elder, and according to the elder's prophecy, Devil Mountain would open after a hundred thousand years.

Back then, he was puzzled; he was already the third wave that had entered the Divine Wilderness Continent. By his calculations, it would only take twenty to thirty thousand years before the fourth wave of Ghost Race Cultivators would arrive and open Devil Mountain.

But eighty thousand years ago, Mo Yu rebelled, leading to the loss of the key to open Devil Mountain, and only recently did that pair of keys resurface.

Only then did he fully trust what the supreme elder had said.

At the time, he had further questioned what to do if an accident occurred after entering the Ancient Realm and whether they would encounter any untouchable figures within it.

He vividly remembered the supreme elder's words.

The supreme elder had said, "That Ancient Realm is the holy land of our Ghost Race. All strategies are within my calculations and no accident will occur. However, if you encounter a group wearing silver masks and a woman without a spirit or true spirit in the Ancient Realm, remember not to provoke her!"

He dared not forget the supreme elder's words.

In the Ancient Realm, just now, he had indeed seen a woman lacking a true spirit and soul.

However, after a brief clash, upon discovering that she lacked a true spirit, he let her go.

"The supreme elder had never mentioned such a person!"

"Could it be that the supreme elder did not foresee his existence?"

At that moment, Ghosts was completely terror-stricken and no longer dared to fight with Qinchuan. He transformed into a black Divine Rainbow and fled into the distance.

He wanted to meet the supreme elder in person to ask why this man had never been mentioned.

But he knew that he had no way to return to the Underworld or to meet the supreme elder anymore.

However, driven by the instinct to survive, he could only escape towards the far distance.

"Hmph, let's see where you can run to."

Qinchuan's figure moved as he gave chase, with Ji Huo'er, the three people, and Er Rengu following from afar.

Without a careful path, Ghosts fled, pursued by a cultivator at the early stage of the Great Saint Realm, which was incredibly frustrating for him.

He escaped this place and stepped through the Teleportation Array.

With his Innate Pupils, Qinchuan could see through illusions and discern the direction into which the Teleportation Formation he had entered had disappeared.

Qinchuan and his party caught up in the blink of an eye, disappearing into the Teleportation Formation in front of them.

Both parties, one in pursuit of the other, chased from the eastern part of the Ancient Realm to the middle, chasing each other incessantly.

Eventually, Ghosts, in his flustered and desperate flight, crossed a desolate mountain range and along an ancient road full of flames, he ran madly until he reached the end of the ancient road, leaped forth, and vanished into the void.

Qinchuan and his companions caught up in an instant, peering down from their high vantage point and were taken aback by the scene below.

They saw a gaping rift at the end of the flame ancient road, flanked by glittering and colorful divine lights that snaked intriguingly and beautifully.

Peering through the rift, they could only see a boundless expanse of green.

Even though the green radiance appeared harmless and tranquil, Qinchuan sensed a terrifying danger and murderous intent within it.

If they were to rashly intrude, they might be devoured by the killing air within the green light clusters.