Published: January 1, 2025
“Ah!”
These black streams of light were extremely cold, capable of devouring the Holy Origin. After wrapping around the Soul Crushing Saint Master, they began to corrode the Holy Origin on his body, even threatening to affect his soul power. He screamed in agony, feeling endless pain, his heart filled with shock and rage.
“Refiner of Souls Ghost Staff! Break for me!”
He howled in despair, and on the skull staff in his hand, a wave of evil radiance suddenly erupted. Behind his body, a pitch-black ghostly shadow rose, violently tearing apart the black streams of light that enveloped him. Only then did he manage to break free from the array's encirclement.
However, his robe was already tattered, and he looked extremely disheveled, utterly miserable.
“Damn it!”
The Soul Crushing Saint Master stared coldly at the Ghost Array Saint Master, filled with both shock and anger, having just narrowly escaped being captured by the other party.
Seeing the miserable state of the Soul Crushing Saint Master, his subordinates were all terrified.
“Hmm?
He actually managed to break free from my grand array?”
The Ghost Array Saint Master frowned. The Soul Crushing Saint Master indeed had some capabilities, managing to tear apart his formation.
He chuckled coldly, preparing to attack again, but suddenly frowned, turning his gaze towards the depths of the sealing array. A slight smile unexpectedly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Whoosh! Then everyone saw that from the center of the Holy Origin vortex, within the array's restraints, another figure actually emerged. This figure was completely enveloped in blazing flames, appearing like a flame god walking out from a sea of fire, invoking the rules of fire in the world.
Another late-stage Saint Master! Feeling the aura emanating from this person, the Soul Crushing Saint Master felt a chill in his heart, his inner self shaken.
The others were also dumbfounded.
My heavens.
What on earth is happening?
There are actually not one, but two late-stage Saint Masters emerging from that anomalous vortex?
Could it be that two experts broke through simultaneously?
Oh my! When this possibility crossed their minds, these people were on the verge of madness.
The birth of any late-stage Saint Master was enough to establish a top-tier power, extremely rare and seen once in thousands of years. But now, shockingly, two late-stage Saint Masters appeared at once, a scene that left everyone present utterly dumbfounded.
“Old ghost, your strength is lacking. After all this time, you still haven't killed that brat who broke through, no wonder you were so miserable back in the other heavenly realms.”
The fiery figure stepped out and gently laughed, exuding immense confidence; it was Fire Old.
Fire Old's cultivation was only slightly inferior to the Ghost Array Saint Master, so he naturally broke through a bit later.
“You think you're capable? Then come and try.”
The Ghost Array Saint Master disdainfully spoke to Fire Old, feeling extremely displeased.
“I'll come, just watch. Old ghost, see how I kill.”
As Fire Old's words fell, his figure suddenly moved.
Boom! The firelight erupted like a thunderbolt, a fiery figure flashed and appeared in front of the Soul Crushing Saint Master, pressing down with a palm.
Clang!
The heavens and earth roared; it was indeed a punch that shattered the sky and split the earth. Fire Old's attack was entirely different from the coldness of the Ghost Array Saint Master, opening widely and violently, like a barrel of explosives igniting, instantly exploding, transforming into a torrent of flames that crashed into the Soul Crushing Saint Master.
“Damn it, what is going on?”
The Soul Crushing Saint Master was about to go mad. He merely wanted to take advantage of someone's breakthrough, yet suddenly found himself embroiled with two late-stage Saint Masters. What terrified him even more was the "Young Master" mentioned by Fire Old and the Ghost Array Saint Master—who exactly had he provoked?
But at this moment, he couldn't think too much. The Refiner of Souls Ghost Staff instantly blocked in front of him. With a roar, endless flames rushed down, his Holy Origin igniting like oil on fire, immediately burning, echoing with howls of pain.