First Immortal of Destiny

Chapter 170: Struggling Hard!

The dense ghostly aura gathered into dark clouds.

Within the dark clouds, numerous grotesque and terrifying ghosts of various forms continuously writhed, silently howling!

Clusters of second-grade talismans exploded, emitting bright spiritual light.

It was as if a huge stone had been thrown into the dark lake, causing ripples.

As the mass of dark clouds and ghostly figures rolled and pushed aside, a protective shield of spiritual energy was erected.

At the same time, Shen Mo rushed out from the tide of ghosts, stepping on a broadsword.

He held the Dragon Sparrow Sword in his right hand.

This Profound Grade middle-grade flying sword was filled with small gaps and cracks, and it seemed like it wouldn't hold up for much longer.

On his left side was the Blood Slaughter Banner surging with bloodthirst.

The powerful soul generals like the Ghost Bride and the Reclusive Wanderer had been torn to pieces by endless ghosts, but now they were condensing within the blood curtain.

Seven Beidou Swords, whether they were formed swords or sword embryos, formed a dazzling bracelet that hovered and coiled around his wrist.

However, Shen Mo did not set up a sword formation.

The Nine Extreme Crystal Sand Armor protecting his body had been worn down quite a bit, and even the protective shield it supported was three times weaker than before.

In the future, he would inevitably have to add various rare minerals and gold to restore its power.

The Azure Soul Robe and the Red Carp Inner Armor had once again become tattered, as if they had been dug out of a garbage dump.

Even Shen Mo's body was covered in numerous small and large wounds.

Without exception, they were all caused by being bitten by many ghosts and struck by fierce ghost Divine Abilities.

If it weren't for Shen Mo's strong physical cultivation technique, he would have long become a skeleton devoured by a horde of ghosts.

"Swish!"

The emergency Profound Grade lower-grade broadsword under his feet, under Shen Mo's command, instantly shot out.

Immediately, countless evil spirits trampled on the dark clouds and surged towards him again.

"Just how many powerful ghosts has Tian Shun Country transformed? Why are there more and more as I kill?" Shen Mo swallowed a Ganlin Pill, his face looking very ugly.

In these days, he had killed nearly a thousand second-grade ghosts, not to mention the countless first-grade ghosts.

But the number of ghosts that clung to him did not decrease but increased.

Even the second-grade mid-stage and late-stage ghosts that he specifically targeted showed no signs of decreasing!

He flew on his sword.

While escaping and killing, he had almost traveled through half of Tian Shun Country's territory.

And every time he arrived at a place, he would encounter an endless tide of ghosts.

There was no time to catch his breath, almost constantly engaged in intense battles.

This caused his prepared pills and talismans to quickly be consumed.

Now, there were not many left!

In exchange, he gained ten or so second-grade late-stage and hundreds of second-grade mid-stage soul generals from the Blood Slaughter Banner.

And a large number of lingering souls left behind by the extinguished ghost spirits had pushed the "Dragon Elephant Blood Slaughter Body" to the point of completion.

"The recovery of the Purple Mansion Spiritual Qi in my body can no longer keep up with the consumption."

"The Returning Qi Pill, the Harmonizing Qi Pill, and other spiritual pills are also in short supply!"

"If nothing unexpected happens, I can only hold on for about three more days."

As soon as Shen Mo distanced himself from the tide of ghosts, he stopped the gathering of soul generals like the Ghost Bride.

He only summoned the Golden Mountain Ghost, which followed him closely to guard against other fierce ghosts' sudden attacks.

The Eye of No Leakage was also retracted.

Without needing to look, within a hundred miles, it was filled with countless fierce ghosts.

Even the Nine Extreme Crystal Sand Armor had retracted into his body's meridians, maintaining the most basic defensive power.

Now, he had to carefully calculate every bit of spiritual power he had.

"This shouldn't be the case. The trials of the Ghost Gate are not a matter of life and death!"

"Ordinary Qi Gathering Realm second-level cultivators would have been eaten to the point where not even their bones were left."

"Why haven't I completed the trials and left the secret realm, even though I have reached this level?"

"Could it be that I misunderstood the hints of the Ghost Gate?"

After careful consideration.

Shen Mo felt that his understanding was not wrong.

Perhaps, the problem lies in the choices he made during the drastic changes.

Even if he were to find a desolate and uninhabited place to hide carefully, he might still encounter many evil spirits, but it definitely wouldn't reach the current level.

Since he has already done it, Shen Mo will not fall into the useless emotion of "regret".

At worst, he can just kill them all!

"Boom!"

A powerful evil spirit, standing hundreds of feet tall, with ghost faces and limbs all over its body, jumped up from the ground.

The resulting yin wind almost blew Shen Mo off his feet.

The giant ghost hand, like a small mountain, slapped down towards Shen Mo.

The ghost faces on it showed expressions of pain, constantly emitting hair-raising ghost howls.

Shen Mo's soul trembled and he felt a headache and ringing in his ears.

Fortunately, there was the Golden Mountain Ghost in his vicinity. It spat out gold and silver ingots, which slowed down the speed of the giant ghost hand's attack.

Then, it faithfully fulfilled its duty as a soul guardian and rammed into the giant ghost hand.

"Bang!"

The Golden Mountain Ghost was shattered and returned to the Soul Refining Banner to condense again.

The giant ghost hand, covered in ghost faces and limbs, was also shattered into strands of ghost energy and couldn't gather together for a while.

"Slash!"

Shen Mo activated the slightly mottled Dragon Sparrow Sword, using the strongest killing move of the Qing Sword Technique, and slashed towards the stitched-up giant ghost.

"Crack!"

A strange cracking sound.

The sword light swept across the stitched-up giant ghost, instantly leaving a hideous sword wound.

Then, like a vase that had been struck hard, the ghost energy burst out and its body exploded inch by inch.

Shen Mo had no intention of refining this stitched-up giant ghost into the Soul Refining Banner!

He had encountered this kind of stitched-up giant ghost before.

Apart from its huge body and soul-shaking ghost howls, the strength of this kind of evil spirit was not very formidable.

But the spiritual power required to refine it was as much as refining hundreds of early-stage second-order evil spirits.

There was no cost-effectiveness!

Since it was a conglomerate of many evil spirits, after killing it, it would even explode a large number of low-level evil spirits.

Unless he continued to take action, he wouldn't even get a single soul.

Shen Mo ignored the newly formed low-level evil spirits.

The tide of ghosts from all directions was continuously surging towards him. If he didn't leave soon, it would be troublesome.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Several second-grade talismans were thrown out.

They turned into earth prisons, firebirds, wind walls, and other means, blocking the surging tide of ghosts for a moment.

Then, Shen Mo once again soared into the sky on his flying sword and flew away.

Shen Mo had some doubts whether this wave after wave of ghost tide was deliberately arranged in the secret realm.

After all, there weren't that many powerful evil spirits in the Ghost Country ruins that would relentlessly target a cultivator.

But in the transformed Ghost Country of Tianshun, he was like a light in the darkness, constantly attracting a large number of evil spirits to come at him like moths to a flame.

...

"Phew!"

Shen Mo landed on a desolate mountain top on his flying sword.

This place was originally the most barren area of Tianshun Country, with sparse population.

As a result, after it became the Ghost Country, the number of evil spirits here was much fewer than in ordinary places.

Shen Mo finally had a moment to catch his breath!

He operated the "Purple Mansion Heart Sutra", continuously absorbing the increasingly thin spiritual energy of heaven and earth, transforming it into the Purple Mansion spiritual power in his Qi Sea.

When the spiritual power in his three major Qi Seas recovered to eighty percent,

He suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart.

He used the Flawless Eye and saw a dense tide of ghosts and clouds surging towards him from all directions.

At the forefront of the cloud, there was actually an evil spirit wearing a dragon and python yellow robe.

With a malicious gaze, it looked towards him!

(End of this chapter)