697 Blood Ghost Secret Technique (1/2)

Although the abilities mastered by ancient martial art practitioners were not as miraculous as those of an immortal cultivator, their bodies were far stronger. Unless the immortal cultivators practiced special body enhancement formulas, they could not compare with ancient martial art practitioners.

The power of Mo Wen's palm strike was immense. Chu Yuan was severely injured by it, his body almost destroyed.

However, although the flesh of immortal cultivators was not strong, their healing ability and survivability were better than ancient martial art practitioners. A black mist was released from Chu Yuan's body. It instantly enveloped an area of a hundred meters.

Mo Wen was astonished to discover that he could not pinpoint Chu Yuan's exact location for a moment. The black mist had blocked his sensory ability. If Mo Wen was able to confirm Chu Yuan's position, he probably would have moved on by the time Mo Wen got there.

This type of black mist could easily impede an enemy's chase. Mo Wen would not be able to track him down immediately.

In the black mist, a red light flashed. Chu Yuan took the opportunity to use a Healing Light and his injuries were instantly healed.

Humph!

Mo Wen coldly snorted. He had expected the abilities of an immortal cultivator to be remarkable. However, it was not too much of an issue. Since Chu Yuan could impede his chase, Mo Wen not chase him and would instead use a different approach.

A purple light flashed and the Cries of Hades Bell appeared in his hand.

Ding dong!

With a soft ring, the Cries of Hades Bell shone brightly, releasing a beam of brilliant light.

No matter how incredible the black mist was, it could not impede the attack of the Cries of Hades Bell. A formless wave crashed into the black mist.

Chu Yuan, who had just recovered from his injuries and was hiding in the black mist, began to tremble. He was still in a daze and was on the verge of collapse.

Chu Yuan's soul power was very strong. Mo Wen's earlier use of the Cries of Hades Bell would only have been able to affect him for an instant. Now, however, Mo Wen's cultivation had broken through to the later stage of the Golden Elixir Realm. His soul power had therefore grown stronger and now it greatly surpassed Chu Yuan's.

Affected by the soul attack, the black mist surrounding Chu Yuan became turbulent, and then almost fully dissipated.

Mo Wen's eyes flashed with golden light. He locked straight onto Chu Yuan's position. With a flash of his silhouette, Mo Wen pounced towards him.

A malicious light flashed in Chu Yuan's eyes. Many ghost shadows suddenly appeared around him. The ghosts howled and dark lights shimmered in their eyes. Immediately, the attack of the Cries of Hades Bell was weakened.

After all, Chu Yuan was an immortal cultivator. Moreover, he was a Ghost Immortal Cultivator. He had a high defense against soul attacks.

If an ancient martial art practitioner of the same realm took a hit from Mo Wen's Cries of Hades Bell, he would be dazed for at least the time it took for two breathes. However, Chu Yuan recovered from Mo Wen's attack in less time than it took to draw one breath.

That was enough time for Mo Wen. Half a breath would have been sufficient for him to find Chu Yuan.

A flaming, golden light descended and a golden silhouette appeared right in front of Chu Yuan.

Mo Wen sent out a punch and once again sent Chu Yuan flying.

Chu Yuan cried out in agony. This time, he had suffered even worse injuries. Mo Wen's punch had almost crippled him.

”Ghost Soul Curse!” Chu Yuan glared ferociously at Mo Wen. The pain was so agonizing that he was initially unable to treat his wounds. Instead, he let out a long, strident howl. His black robes shook continuously. A crimson light appeared on his abdomen. His facial expression was distorted by the excruciating pain and his whole body trembled.

Mo Wen frowned slightly. He could sense a bizarre evil Qi emanating from Chu Yuan's body. The aura was malevolent and strange.

Howl!

A mournful scream suddenly sounded. The sound seemed to be able to affect the soul. If Mo Wen's soul power was not extremely strong, he most likely would have been affected by the power of the scream.

A crimson light shone out from Chu Yuan's body. The next moment, a crimson claw protruded from deep within his abdomen, seemingly tearing apart his body. Blood flew everywhere.

Ah!

Chu Yuan screamed in pain. His face was all contorted.

Mo Wen's expression changed slightly. Chu Yuan was obviously unleashing a frightening secret technique. Mo Wen extended his hand and pointed. A beam of golden light flashed. The Nine Yang Finger flew out, heading straight for Chu Yuan.

However, the crimson claw extended further and was able to crush the golden light of the Nine Yang Finger without any resistance.

”A Blood Ghost.” Mo Wen narrowed his gaze and looked at the hand protruding from Chu Yuan's body with a serious expression. He finally realized what it was.

The Blood Ghost Secret Technique was a type of secret technique among Ghost Immortal Cultivators that was very evil and also dangerous.

The people who practiced the Blood Ghost Secret Technique hosted a special Blood Ghost in their bodies. They cultivated it by letting it consume their own energy and blood, constantly growing more powerful as their own cultivation increased.

The Blood Ghost was a special type of wraith. It was coalesced by the wrath of the world. Once it was cultivated, its might was astonishing.