Chapter 3483: Fighting the Ghost King

The scene was silent; although everyone present was a strong cultivator, they were still incredibly shocked.

Xue Ruyan was first dumbfounded, then filled with wild joy.

Although she couldn't figure out where Ye Bufan and the others came from, one thing was certain: Situ Dianmo had successfully obtained the Legacy of the Blood Pool.

The entire process only took a few short hours, setting a precedent for the Blood Soul Sect that had not been seen in tens of thousands of years; it was simply unprecedented and unmatched.

From the strength displayed before them, she was at least in the Late Stage of the Immortal Ghost King. This level of strength was definitely a great boon for the Blood Soul Sect.

The Ghost King was also truly shocked, then similarly filled with joy.

Earlier, he had received a message from Xue Ruhai saying that the new Disciple obtained by the Blood Soul Sect possessed the Blood Spirit Body. He was still a bit skeptical, as this Physique was rarely seen in ten thousand years.

Now it seemed everything was true, without any falsehood.

This made him very excited. If he could incorporate this Bloodline into his own use, there was a high probability he could Breakthrough to the Immortal Lord Rank.

Because of this, not only did he not give up, but he became even more determined. He had to take this rare Blood Spirit Body back.

Thinking of this, he stopped wasting words and directly reached out to grab her.

In his mind, even if Situ Dianmo had obtained the Legacy of the Blood Pool, her strength would at most be in the Late Stage of the Immortal Ghost King. Compared to himself, there was still a huge gap, and taking her back would be easy.

With this thought, he attacked without any reservations, completely unrestrained.

"Get lost!"

Although it was her first time seeing the Ghost King, Situ Dianmo, from the bottom of her heart, already hated this guy who wanted to be her Dominator to the extreme.

She raised her hand and threw a punch, blood Qi surging, and the fierce punch Qi shook the heavens and earth.

Their palms collided, and with a loud boom, a violent current of Qi swept around, plowing a bottomless gully into the ground.

The lowest Rank among the surrounding cultivators was Great Luo Immortal and above, but they were still forced to retreat repeatedly.

Two Immortal Ghost King Peak cultivators exchanging blows—this power was too astonishing.

The people of the Blood Soul Sect were forced to retreat a hundred zhang away. Xue Ruyan's eyes widened, and after the shock, her heart was filled with wild joy.

"Immortal Ghost King Peak! It really is Immortal Ghost King Peak!"

To directly reach the Peak in one step after obtaining the Blood Pool Legacy was only a legend, and she hadn't expected it to actually happen today.

She knelt down with a thud, bowing towards the Blood Pool.

"Ancestral Master's blessing! It seems my Blood Soul Sect is about to rise!"

Behind her, everyone else did the same. The Grand Elder, the Second Elder, and other core members all knelt on the ground, bowing to the heavens, their hearts filled with wild joy.

Previously, the Blood Soul Sect had always been the weakest among the Four Great Sects, enduring too many grievances over the years.

Now, finally, it was good. They had finally come out on top. With an Immortal Ghost King Peak-level cultivator, the Sect would be able to hold its head high from now on and no longer be threatened by anyone.

While some rejoiced, others despaired. The Ghost King was forced to retreat dozens of zhang away, his face full of horror.

He had originally thought that Situ Dianmo, who had just gained the Legacy Power, would at most be in the Late Stage. He never expected her to be no weaker than himself, having already reached the Immortal Ghost King Peak.

"Such a Prodigy must not be allowed to live!"

Originally, he wanted to capture Situ Dianmo for her Bloodline Power; now, there was another reason.

He had to eliminate the opponent, otherwise the Ghost King Sect's position would be in jeopardy.

Thinking of this, he no longer held back and launched a claw attack.

Unlike his casual attack just now, this time he directly used the Sect's ultimate Move, the Heaven-Destroying Ghost Claw.

A gigantic ghost claw condensed in mid-air, as if a Shura's hand reaching out from Hell, and it clawed down.

Situ Dianmo showed no weakness. She had obtained the Legacy from the Blood Pool, which not only increased her cultivation but also granted her many secret arts of powerful cultivators.

With a wave of her hand, she unleashed the ultimate Move of the Blood Soul Sect's founding Ancestral Master, the Great Demonic Blood Hand Seal.

A blood-red giant hand condensed in mid-air and met the Heaven-Destroying Ghost Claw.

The two clashed fiercely again, still evenly matched.

The ghost claw and blood hand seal dissipated, and both retreated a hundred zhang away.

The Ghost King's expression grew even uglier. He had already unleashed his full strength, yet he couldn't gain any advantage.

"Take this punch!"

Being passively beaten was not Situ Dianmo's personality. After regaining her composure, she launched a punch.

The two exchanged punches and palms, fighting in mid-air.

Although Situ Dianmo's strength had just risen to Immortal King Peak, she was no weaker than the Ghost King. The two fought equally, a difficult and inseparable battle.

"Thirteen Ghost Shadow Kills!"

Unable to gain the upper hand for a long time, the Ghost King grew increasingly anxious and directly used his ultimate trump card.

He conjured twelve Clones, and together with his main body, a total of thirteen ghost shadows, all lunged forward.

These ghost shadows appeared to have the same strength, all emanating monstrous killing intent and astonishing power.

"Blood Devours the Heavens!"

Situ Dianmo remained fearless. With a loud roar, her entire being erupted with surging blood Qi, instantly forming a blood mist that completely engulfed all thirteen ghost shadows.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, two figures flew out, none other than Situ Dianmo and the Ghost King.

Even after using the Thirteen Ghost Shadow Kills, the Ghost King still gained no advantage.

"This is truly infuriating!"

Unable to win for a long time, the Ghost King was both anxious and enraged.

He was an old strong cultivator of the Dark Sky Domain, yet he couldn't defeat a Junior who had only Ascended a few months ago. This made him lose face.

"Damn it, you forced my hand!"

The Ghost King gnashed his teeth, and with a flick of his wrist, a small black gourd appeared in his palm.

This object was pitch black, as if it could absorb the surrounding light, emitting a ghostly and eerie aura.

He raised his hand and pulled out the stopper, and immediately, a puff of black smoke spewed out from within.

"Ah…"

Immediately, desperate wails echoed, and one fierce soul after another surged out from the gourd.

Raising fierce souls was one of the most common methods in ghost arts, but the strength Rank varied greatly.

The fierce souls in the Ghost King's gourd were at least Great Luo Immortal during their lives, and some even Immortal King-level existences.

Coupled with his special refining method, each one was incredibly ferocious, baring fangs and claws as they pounced on Situ Dianmo.

Facing this kind of attack, ordinary Moves were useless. Situ Dianmo once again used the Blood Devours the Heavens from before.

Surging blood Qi emanated from her body, engulfing the surrounding fierce souls.

But this time, the effect was different from before. The ghost shadows earlier, once caught in the blood Qi, immediately sank into a quagmire and quickly dissipated.

However, these fierce souls were not like that. They bared their fangs and claws, and actually began to devour the blood Qi, quickly breaking through the encirclement and surrounding Situ Dianmo.

"Get lost!"

Situ Dianmo punched out, shattering a fierce soul with a gaping maw in front of her.

But this thing was originally formless. After being shattered, it immediately turned into a puff of black smoke.

Then it reformed again and pounced back.

Situ Dianmo found herself overwhelmed and a bit flustered dealing with these fierce souls.

These fierce souls surrounded her tightly in the blink of an eye, beginning to tear and devour her protective blood Qi.

Xue Ruyan and the others watched all this, their excitement vanishing, and their hearts immediately leaped to their throats.

Although Situ Dianmo had displayed formidable strength, her foundation was ultimately no match for an old strong cultivator like the Ghost King.

If the current situation continued, she would likely perish very soon.

The Ghost King also let out a long sigh of relief, finally finding a way to counter his opponent.

But just then, he suddenly saw a small black bottle fly into mid-air.