Martial Master

However, no matter how many ghost cultivators Meng Po killed, countless ghost cultivators continued to gather around her. Along with these ghost cultivators came terrifying binding powers of the formations.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Meng Po kept on slaying the ghost cultivators one by one, but the surrounding black formation light grew increasingly dense, transforming into black ripples that continuously wrapped around her like threads.

"Damn it, how many formations have the Five Peaks Underworld Emperor's people set up here?"

Meng Po raised her head to the distant horizon, where the formation light surged like the rising and falling of the heavens, constantly undulating as if it were a massive celestial lid covering an area of countless miles in the Endless Void.

A vast power quickly converged toward this location, and at this rate, it wouldn’t be long before she was completely enveloped by these terrifying formation lights, leaving her with no power to resist.

"I must break through quickly; otherwise, once these formations converge, I will surely fall here."

Determined, Meng Po swung her stone bowl fiercely, and bang! Bang! Bang! Another group of ghost cultivators exploded, bursting apart like brilliant fireworks, creating massive explosions in this world.

These ghost cultivators were all transcendent level experts, each a giant figure in other places, but here they fell like moths to a flame, like ants, in an extremely tragic manner.

Yet these individuals were undeterred and charged at her like madmen.

"Stop her."

"Don't let her get away."

"Old hag, die!"

Groups of ghost cultivators shouted angrily, like sharks smelling blood, quickly gathering around.

"You… are seeking death."

Meng Po roared, her brows furrowing as a fierce killing intent erupted from her eyes. Boom! She hurled her stone bowl forward, smashing it toward the countless ghost cultivators ahead.

She absolutely could not be trapped here.

Just as the stone bowl was about to crush the multitude of ghost cultivators ahead, suddenly…

"Hahaha, Meng Po, why are you so angry?"

Boom!

Countless black flames descended from the horizon. Each flame contained the aura that could incinerate all things in the world, and in an instant, they enveloped the stone bowl Meng Po had thrown, stopping it in its tracks.

"Black Flame... I never expected you to become the Five Peaks Underworld Emperor's lackey, conspiring with the Abyssal Clan." Meng Po's pupils contracted, and she shouted angrily, startled. She quickly retracted her stone bowl, and a terrible aura of the River of Forgetfulness swirled around it, instantly exploding the endless flames, bringing it back to Meng Po's hand as she stared heavily ahead.

Woosh!

Countless flames converged, transforming into a man in a black robe. He looked coldly at Meng Po, a mocking smile curling at the corners of his mouth. "Meng Po, what do you mean by colluding with the Abyssal Clan? I don't understand your words at all."

The Black Flame Great Emperor walked step by step toward Meng Po, sneering, "As for submitting to the Five Peaks Underworld Emperor, many years ago he once saved my life. I am grateful, and this time I acted only because I disapprove of your wanton slaughter in the territory of the Five Peaks Underworld Emperor. I just want to uphold justice."

"Uphold justice? You people of the Five Peaks Underworld Emperor invaded my Fengdu City and killed Yama, yet you dare say that I am killing..."

Meng Po shouted angrily, her spiritual sense alert to her surroundings. Before she could finish speaking, she hurled her stone bowl again, shouting, "Kill!"

Boom!

The terrifying stone bowl smashed forward like a falling star towards the Black Flame Great Emperor.

"Hahaha."

The Black Flame Great Emperor laughed heartily and transformed into a vast flame, charging directly toward the stone bowl.

Boom!

The immense flames and the stone bowl immediately entangled, each equally matched. The Void Nether Fire was the Innate Flame of the Black Flame Great Emperor before his transformation. It was also one of the original fires born when the Underworld was opened, possessing great power—an unparalleled treasure, which naturally did not pale in comparison to the Meng Po Bowl in Meng Po's hands.