Chapter 207: Ghost Race Attacks the Sword Sect (1)

Feng Wushuang walked onto the battlefield with a light step, her pristine white robes fluttering in the wind like a celestial maiden from the heavens.

Her demeanor was elegant, and her presence was powerful, exerting an indescribable sense of oppression.

The ancient zither in her hands emitted a crisp melody, and every step she took caused subtle ripples in the air.

Left Sword Envoy Yun Che and Right Sword Envoy Qi Mo exchanged a glance, clearly realizing that the person before them was not only a zither cultivator but also a master of the sword.

The arrival of Feng Wushuang caused the atmosphere of the entire battlefield to instantly solidify, as if the aura she exuded suppressed everything under her control.

Feng Wushuang was originally a Disciple of the Xuanyin Qin Sect, but she became obsessed with the sword and eventually abandoned the Dao of the zither, instead joining the Yunyin Sword Sect to become one of its external Elders.

Her sword technique was unique; by combining Sword Qi with musical notes, it became agile, swift, and elusive.

She did not rely solely on the sound of the zither to suppress her enemies; instead, she fused her sword technique with the musical notes to reach an impeccable state.

"Wushuang, have you finally arrived?" Right Sword Envoy Qi Mo asked in a low voice.

Feng Wushuang nodded slightly, her expression solemn: "It is time to end all of this."

Upon seeing Feng Wushuang's arrival, a flash of anger and unwillingness crossed Ghost General Minglei's eyes, and he immediately sneered: "So what if Feng Wushuang has come? Can you stop me?"

Ghost General Minglei waved his hand, and black currents of Qi permeated around him. His long spear struck out like lightning, carrying a dense black aura that swept directly toward Left Sword Envoy Yun Che and Right Sword Envoy Qi Mo.

The two reacted extremely quickly, simultaneously swinging their swords to meet Ghost General Minglei's attack. Their Sword Qi intertwined into a beam of light, forcing back the Ghost General's long spear.

But Ghost General Minglei did not stop. His long spear was as flexible as a snake, suddenly slashing toward Right Sword Envoy Qi Mo. Sword light and spear shadows intertwined, colliding to produce countless sparks.

Right Sword Envoy Qi Mo's heart stirred, and he shifted his body. His sword stance was like a mountain, as steady as a rock, and a streak of Sword Qi tore through the sky, meeting the black spear of Ghost General Minglei head-on.

"Clang!" With a deafening sound, Ghost General Minglei was forced back several steps by Right Sword Envoy Qi Mo's strike, but there was not a hint of panic on his face; instead, he became even more ferocious.

"Come again!" Ghost General Minglei roared, and his long spear swept toward the two again. This time, he activated the unique combined attack technique of the Ghost Race—the Ghost General Spear Array.

Seeing this, Ghost General Mingyan immediately stepped forward. The black energy in his hands burned like flames, and his aura quickly fused with Ghost General Minglei's. The two forces intertwined, forming an irresistible sense of oppression.

Ghost General Mingyan let out a low shout, and suddenly a powerful black aura erupted from his palms, rapidly spreading forward and devouring everything in its path.

"Minglei, combine forces!" Ghost General Mingyan said coldly, his eyes as sharp as knives.

A flash of light crossed Ghost General Minglei's eyes, and he raised the black spear in his hands abruptly. The tip of the spear flickered with black light.

The next moment, the auras of Ghost General Minglei and Ghost General Mingyan instantly merged into one, forming a powerful shockwave.

This force surged toward Left Sword Envoy Yun Che and Right Sword Envoy Qi Mo, carrying unparalleled pressure.

"Ghost General Combined Attack!"

The combined attack of Ghost General Mingyan and Ghost General Minglei was astonishingly powerful. Sword Qi and black aura intertwined into a black whirlwind, rushing toward Left Sword Envoy Yun Che and Right Sword Envoy Qi Mo.

Left Sword Envoy Yun Che and Right Sword Envoy Qi Mo relied on their own sword techniques and reaction speeds to fight back with all their might.

Left Sword Envoy Yun Che's Sword Qi was as fast as lightning, fierce and sharp, as if an army of thousands was charging through it; meanwhile, Right Sword Envoy Qi Mo was as steady as a mountain, his sword technique deep and powerful, carrying a strong defensive quality.

"Boom!" With a loud crash, the Sword Qi and black aura collided, creating a terrifying explosive force that made the surrounding air tremble.

Both Left Sword Envoy Yun Che and Right Sword Envoy Qi Mo were shaken back, their footing unsteady, nearly falling.

Ghost General Minglei and Ghost General Mingyan did not give them any chance to breathe, their successive combined Moves forcing the two to retreat step by step.

Ghost General Minglei's black spear was as fast as lightning, thrusting directly at the vital points of Left Sword Envoy Yun Che and Right Sword Envoy Qi Mo, while Ghost General Mingyan continued to unleash black aura from the side, coiling toward them like a venomous snake.

Seeing this, a flash of determination crossed Feng Wushuang's eyes. She took a deep breath and plucked the zither strings lightly. A sound wave like a thunderclap surged out, rapidly breaking through the attacks of Ghost General Mingyan and Ghost General Minglei.

The zither music vibrated through the entire battlefield like thunder, suppressing the combined attack of Ghost General Mingyan and Ghost General Minglei with powerful deterrence.

"Your combined attack is, after all, not enough." Feng Wushuang's voice was like a passing breeze, indifferent yet powerful.

As the zither music surged, Ghost General Minglei and Ghost General Mingyan felt a powerful mental shock. Cracks began to appear in the airflow where the black aura and Sword Qi were intertwined, and the power of their combined attack weakened significantly.

Left Sword Envoy Yun Che and Right Sword Envoy Qi Mo immediately seized this opportunity to counterattack with all their might.

Left Sword Envoy Yun Che's Sword Qi was like a thunderbolt, and Right Sword Envoy Qi Mo's sword technique flowed like water. Working in close coordination, they instantly defeated Ghost General Minglei's black spear.

Ghost General Minglei was forced to retreat repeatedly, and Ghost General Mingyan also felt overwhelmed under Feng Wushuang's sound wave attack.

"Minglei, Mingyan, you have already been defeated." Feng Wushuang said coldly as she played her zither again, the sound waves sweeping out like a storm.

A glimmer of despair flashed in the eyes of Ghost General Minglei and Ghost General Mingyan, but they did not give up. The black aura grew thick once more, and they prepared to fight to the death.

But at this moment, Feng Wushuang's voice resonated across the battlefield: "Stop wasting your energy, it ends here."

She plucked the strings lightly, and the sound waves continued incessantly, emitting waves of sharp airflow.

The two tried desperately to block it, but the penetrating power of the sound waves was extreme, striking directly at the vital points of Ghost General Minglei and Ghost General Mingyan.

Their bodies shuddered, blood sprayed from their mouths, and they were instantly pressed to the ground.

"Retreat!"

The two knew that if they stayed here any longer, they would surely die.

Ghost General Minglei and Ghost General Mingyan made the decision almost simultaneously, retreating violently in different directions. The black aura and the flames of Ghost General Mingyan surged crazily around them, forming defensive barriers.

Feng Wushuang watched the two retreat coldly, a hint of chill in her eyes. Her fingers plucked the zither strings again, and a sharper sound wave tore through the air like thunder, instantly sweeping toward their escape route.

"If you dare to take another step back, I will make you regret it."

The complexions of Ghost General Minglei and Ghost General Mingyan changed, realizing that Feng Wushuang had no intention of letting them escape unscathed.

"Go!"

Ghost General Minglei roared, fiercely throwing out his black spear to shatter the zither sound. Taking Ghost General Mingyan with him, they broke through the restraint of the sound waves and quickly disappeared to the other side of the battlefield.

Feng Wushuang's sound waves finally ceased. Seeing that the two had successfully retreated, although she felt somewhat unwilling, she did not pursue them further.

Ghost General Minglei and Ghost General Mingyan fled back to the front of Sovereign Jue's formation, covered in wounds, panting, and pale.

Ghost General Minglei was furious, looking back at the now-vanished Feng Wushuang, and roared through gritted teeth:

"Damn it! Her musical techniques counter our combined Cultivation Technique; it is truly despicable!"

Sovereign Jue glared at the two injured Ghost Generals who had returned, his anger difficult to quell.

"You couldn't even handle one person! You are simply trash!"

Ghost General Minglei and Ghost General Mingyan lowered their heads, unable to offer any rebuttal, and could only silently endure Sovereign Jue's fury.

"Ye Youming!" Sovereign Jue commanded angrily, "Go and take those four great Ghost Generals with you and break through Feng Wushuang's defense line immediately. I want her life!"

Ye Youming stepped out in response, a trace of suppressed tenderness in her low voice: "Yes, Sovereign Jue."

She then turned her head and commanded, "Endless Ghost Generals, Nether Ghost Envoys, march with me!"