Chapter 1843 - Life or Death—You Choose (1/2)

As powerful as the Six-Tribulation Ghost Lord was, it suffered an instant death under Zhang Ruochen’s sword. This struck fear in the hearts of other ghost lords.

They had high intelligence and were pragmatic. So, they dared not fight Zhang Ruochen one-on-one for fear that they would be crushed one-by-one.

“You have finally performed a Power of Time. It was awesome.”

King Daxi looked calm on the surface, but deep inside, it was not as calm as she looked.

Bear in mind that subduing a ghost lord was not something easy, especially the Six-Tribulation Ghost Lord, which was definitely hard to tame. Most of them were cultivated since they were weak, and they required a lot of resources.

The death of each Six-Tribulation Ghost Lord was akin to the loss of billions of Saint Stones.

King Daxi tried to keep calm. A pair of divine seals appeared in her black pupils as she carefully observed Zhang Ruochen’s every move, trying to find weaknesses of the Sword of Time.

While doing that, she commanded the other ghost lords. “Fall into formation!”

Led by four Six-Tribulation Ghost Lords, over forty ghost lords walked in enigmatic steps and fell into formation.

Ghostly air gushed out of their bodies to combine with the formation’s inscription.

Zhang Ruochen instantly felt increased pressure.

“Not half bad, King Daxi! The fact that you could control ten powerful ghost lords proved that the power you could use is greater than many ancient sect masters.”

A person was as good as a sect.

Over forty ghost lords directed their ghostly air to the center of the formation.

Following immediately, a blood-red millstone formed, rumbling as if a celestial body was spinning on its axis.

“If you surrender now, Zhang Ruochen, you will still have a chance. Otherwise, when the Doomsday Millstone flies out, you will be ground into mincemeat, your body and soul will be annihilated.”

King Daxi was controlling the blood-red millstone with one hand. The blood-red glow shone on the spotless skin of her face in a strange shade of dark red.

Zhang Ruochen was a five-elemental hybrid, and also the Scion of Time and s.p.a.ce; it was not easy to find such a talented person like him. Instead of killing him, King Daxi would prefer to rope him in for her own use.

The Doomsday Millstone was one of King Daxi’s most important trump cards, which she could use to kill a Nine-step Saint King effortlessly.

It was exactly because of this that she needed to be careful before she struck out the Doomsday Millstone.

The Doomsday Millstone spun and turned the ghost formation into a vortex, sweeping up everything into the air. Zhang Ruochen had to plant his Ancient Abyssal Blade into the ground to stabilize himself.

“I tell you what; I will give you a chance to surrender and you will live,” said Zhang Ruochen.

Of course, King Daxi did not think that Zhang Ruochen could defeat the Doomsday Millstone. She looked at him nonchalantly. “Show me what you got. I would die with no regrets if I lose.”

“You got it.”

Zhang Ruochen gathered all his Saint Qi in his left leg.

Like a red-hot iron rod, his left leg became crimson with over ten-thousand precept patterns on it.

A ring of fire burst out under his feet with a boom and spread out in all directions, shaking the ghost formation violently.

King Daxi sensed a powerful might in Zhang Ruochen, her expression abruptly changing.

That mightiness had an extreme resemblance to that of Yanshen. In fact, it was identical.

“So you were the person in the Tianjue Pavilion. The impression of Yanshen’s secret disciple was just a hoax.”

King Daxi had no idea what power Zhang Ruochen had used, but she could clearly sense extremely dangerous energy. With no more hesitation, she struck out the Doomsday Millstone with the forty-two ghost lords.

“Nine-Heaven G.o.d’s Step!”

Zhang Ruochen lifted his left leg. He was not only summoning a Yanshen’s Leg but also performing the intermediate leg technique that he had learned not long ago.

As his foot came down, earthshaking divine energy rushed out, trampling the ghost formation to the ground.

The forty-two ghost lords in the formation cried in agony as their bodies crumpled. The qi of the fire incinerated them. Only four Six-Tribulation Ghost Lords survived, but with serious injuries.

King Daxi had a protective item with her. The thing looked like a backscratcher hanging on her lovely slim and supple waist.

When the divine power of the flames. .h.i.t her, a white glow appeared on the backscratcher to protect her. She was able to stabilize herself and only suffered a minor injury.

However, Zhang Ruochen had killed half of the ghost lords she had taken much effort to cultivate. She gritted her teeth as she could no longer keep calm. “Today, I will gouge your soul out and reduce it to a warring soul to make up for my loss!”

“That sounds frightening, Fairy,” said Zhang Ruochen.

King Daxi’s chest heaved. “Where did you learn the power of Yanshen?” she hissed.

“If you surrender to me, I will tell you”

Zhang Ruochen’s biggest enemy now was Shang Ziyan.

If he could capture King Daxi, she would become his trump card against Shang Ziyan.

Zhang Ruochen had always been on the defensive in his conflict with Shang Ziyan, who was doing all the attacks. Zhang Ruochen could only react to it, and every time, he just narrowly escaped.

But this time, Zhang Ruochen wanted to keep the ball in his court.

Zhang Ruochen raised his left leg slightly.

Opposite him, King Daxi quickly fell back a hundred feet to keep a distance from him.

“You are so afraid of my leg, Fairy?” asked Zhang Ruochen.