788 I’m Still Alive (1/2)

”That's…” The young master of the Ghost Lair narrowed his eyes and suddenly looked towards Mo Wen. His gaze hid a look of disbelief.

More than a thousand skeleton warriors were within the range of the ripples. In an instant, they fell to the ground like shredded wheat. They were unable to get up again, and the entire thing had taken just a few short breaths.

”Deified Soul Power! How did you do it?” The expression of the young master of the Ghost Lair was extremely grim. Just know, in that instant, he had actually sensed Deified Soul Power. Only immortal cultivators above the Primordial Soul Realm had such an ability. A power that even he did not possess had been used by a youth with average cultivation!

In theory, it was almost impossible. Unless they went through some heaven-defying encounter, how could an ancient martial art practitioner possibly have a power that only Primordial Soul Realm immortal cultivators had? As the young master of the Ghost Lair, he was most proficient in the Practice of the Soul, far surpassing that of ordinary ghost cultivators. But even he could not cultivate Deified Soul Power at the Deified Soul Coalescing Realm.

”What's the matter? Did you not look at me in disdain? So, there are things that even you cannot do.” Mo Wen smiled indifferently. He could see the shock and jealousy in the eyes of the young master of the Ghost Lair. Deified Soul Power was indeed a power that others dreamt of having.

”You have indeed surprised me somewhat. However, that is all there is to it. The Thousand Ghosts and Souls is not that simple.” The young master of the Ghost Lair looked at Mo Wen coldly. A murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He was determined to kill this youth. Mo Wen posed a threat to him and the Ghost Lair. If they let Mo Wen continue to develop, he would certainly become a major adversary of theirs.

A sinister wind blew. Suddenly, all the skeleton warriors that had fallen to the ground flew up. They then gathered together. After completely disintegrating, they slowly combined again, forming a giant skeleton that was hundreds of meters tall. The skeleton wielded a sickle that was dozens of meters long and emanated an unparalleled frightening aura.

The aura was actually not much weaker than a Martial Arts Grandmaster Third Realm ancient martial art practitioner. It was far more powerful than even Tan Qiyue.

”You, brat who not even of the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm, die!” The young master of the Ghost Lair coldly snorted. A dark swirl suddenly appeared above Mo Wen. It released a powerful suction force, intending to suck him in.

At the same time, the skeleton took a step forward. The ground rumbled and trembled. The giant sickle in the skeleton's hand became a flash of light, violently slashing towards Mo Wen.

With the power of this skeleton, if one slash landed, it was likely that Mo Wen would be slashed to death.

Mo Wen glanced at the dark swirl above him. This swirl restricted him and made it impossible for him to evade the skeleton's sickle. If he did not eliminate the hidden threat of the dark swirl, it was likely that he would be killed by the sickle.

Two eight trigram symbols silently appeared in Mo Wen's pupils. The next moment, his arms shook and a bizarre force field expanded, with him as the center. It instantly enveloped the dark swirl. A huge eight trigram illusion silently appeared in mid-air. Once this eight trigram illusion appeared, it formed a counterforce, instantly negating the dark swirl's power.

Without the dark swirl's restriction, Mo Wen instantly regained his freedom of movement. His silhouette became a gentle breeze, silently disappearing beneath the sickle.

”So it was a rite of passage martial arts!” A look of astonishment flashed in the eyes of the young master of the Ghost Lair. He had seen much more than ordinary people and could tell in a glance that Mo Wen had just used rite of passage martial arts.

Rite of passage martial arts were powers that only ancient martial art practitioners who had become immortal could master. They were comparable with esoteric spells.

Under normal circumstances, it was only after an immortal cultivator's cultivation reached the Primordial Soul Realm that they could begin to come in contact with esoteric spells. Immortal cultivators not yet at the level of the Primordial Soul Realm could only practice ordinary spells.

As the young master of the Ghost Lair, his resources and the intensity of his cultivation could not be compared with ordinary immortal cultivators. Even so, he had only mastered the power of two types of esoteric spells, and he had only grazed the surface of them.

What cultivation did this youth have? This youth and he were worlds apart and yet he had been able to unleash rite of passage martial arts. The young master of the Ghost Lair once again felt shocked. This Huatian Palace youth truly surprised him again and again.

”Since it has come to this, don't blame me.” The young master of the Ghost Lair decided to kill Mo Wen with all his might. The threat that this youth posed had reached a level that made even him concerned.

With a flash, the young master of the Ghost Lair moved from his position in front of the altar.

Mo Wen knew that he was no match for the young master of the Ghost Lair. If Mo Wen battled with him, Mo Wen would certainly suffer a great loss, even endangering his own life. He was already far from being a match for Martial Arts Grandmaster Third Realm strong practitioners, let alone a powerful existence like the young master of the Ghost Lair. If he got serious, it probably would not take long for him to kill Mo Wen.

A strong sense of danger caused Mo Wen to choose to retreat without any hesitation. It was almost impossible for him to rescue Xu Qianqian under such circumstances. Luckily, the Huatian Palace was well prepared; the Ghost Lair would not necessarily be able to complete this sacrificial ritual.

”Trying to escape? Dream on.” The young master of the Ghost Lair laughed coldly. His flickering silhouette had already appeared before Mo Wen. A ghost hand stretched out. It contained an unparalleled pressure, seemingly intending to erase Mo Wen from the world.

Mo Wen's heart skipped a beat. Without seeming to even think about it, his wrist shook and the illusionary mountains profound level weapon flew out. It became a huge illusionary mountain range which shielded Mo Wen.

Rumble!

The terrifying power penetrated the illusionary mountains, sending Mo Wen flying. The defensive power of the illusionary mountains could not withstand an attack from the young master of the Ghost Lair and they burst apart.

Fortunately, the illusionary mountains were a profound level weapon and their defensive power was rather astonishing. Although they burst apart, they also blocked all of the power from the young master of the Ghost Lair. Only the shockwaves crashed into Mo Wen and swept him away with the air currents.