Published: January 20, 2025
Qin Chen and the others quickly came to a halt. Accompanied by a furious shout, a ghost cultivator dressed in a tattered black robe appeared before them. The robe was filthy and riddled with holes, especially the hair on his head, which was extremely messy, with many strands tangled together like a nest of grass. In his hand, he wielded a battle sword that was equally in disarray, continuously swinging it as if he faced countless enemies. However, in reality, there was nothing in front of him at all.
"I'm going to kill you, I must kill you," the ghost cultivator yelled while wielding the dark battle sword. He unleashed waves of sword energy which immediately dissipated into the Dead Sea, leaving not a single ripple, as the water below quickly returned to calm, as if nothing had ever happened.
The ghost cultivator kept swinging his battle sword, rapidly approaching Qin Chen and the others, the distance between them shrinking.
"Presumptuous! Dare to act wildly in front of Young Master Chen, do you think this ancestor does not exist?" Seeing the ghost cultivator advance with his battle sword, the Ten Thousand Bones Underworld Ancestor roared and instantly positioned himself in front of Qin Chen, displaying an appearance of extreme loyalty to protect his master. At the same time, an aura of ten thousand bones permeated the area, and he raised his hand to unleash a blast of black light.
"Senior of Ten Thousand Bones, wait before you act..." The Mysterious Ghost Old Demon hastily shouted, but before his words could finish, the Ten Thousand Bones Underworld Ancestor's attack had already swept outward, and his domain instantly enveloped the black-clad ghost cultivator. In the moment his domain covered the opponent, before the attack even landed, the black-clad ghost cultivator fell headlong into the Dead Sea with a splash.
The surging waters of the Dead Sea quickly enveloped the black-clad ghost cultivator, and in the blink of an eye, his outer clothing was corroded by the pitch-black sea. Underneath the clothing was a dark armor, and upon its exposure, Qin Chen and the others immediately noticed numerous broken scars on the armor.
These scars were clearly not caused by the corrosive killing intent present here but appeared to be inflicted by some kind of shuttle weapon, densely packed with at least dozens to hundreds of them. At this moment, the dark armor had briefly withstood the corrosion of the Dead Sea, but even this armor couldn't hold out for long. In just a moment, it began to dissolve.
At that moment, the Mysterious Ghost Old Demon suddenly muttered a low chant, and a black ghostly energy rapidly spread out, wrapping around the black-clad ghost cultivator like a thick rope. As the black ghostly energy enveloped the opponent, it too began to be corroded by the waters of the Dead Sea. Before his black ghostly energy could be completely eroded, the black-clad ghost cultivator was swiftly pulled out of the Dead Sea by the Mysterious Ghost Old Demon.
"My lord, this person is already dead." The Mysterious Ghost Old Demon merely glanced at him and shook his head, saying, "He must have been overwhelmed by the killing intent in the Dead Sea, losing all sense of awareness. Initially, he was just clinging to a sliver of instinct. When Senior of Ten Thousand Bones suppressed him with his domain, he could no longer hold on and plunged into the Dead Sea, extinguished and perished."
Qin Chen and the others approached and noticed the man was covered in wounds and had long since lost his breath.
This was a ghost cultivator at the pinnacle of the second layer transcendence, who, having lost his mind in the Dead Sea, ultimately perished from exhaustion amidst the endless killing intent. It was undeniably tragic.
They couldn’t tell how long he had fought, nor how many times he had sacrificed himself in attacks. Yet, this person, who could have become a top ancestor in any realm of the cosmic sea, had inexplicably died here. Perhaps in the past, he was a renowned figure outside this forsaken place, but at this moment, no one knew of his downfall.