Chapter 278: Chapter 277: Consecutive Destruction of Dual Cultivation (Requesting Monthly Pass)_1
Both ghost cultivators were clad in green robes, their figures solid and at first glance appeared to be living cultivators rather than soul bodies.
One of them had a pale complexion, bright and spirited eyes that emitted a green light, and the fluctuations of magic power on his body clearly reached the mid Core Formation stage!
The other had a hooked nose and an ominous expression, surrounded by several strange ghost claws.
At this moment, the two ghost cultivators were looking at Fang Xi with surprise and uncertainty.
Clearly, the third-class Yi Wood Divine Thunder from earlier had taken them by surprise.
"Is there another?"
The mid Core Formation stage ghost cultivator’s pupils seemed to burn with emerald green flames as he spoke with a strange accent, "Who are you? When we were devouring those cultivators’ souls, we seemed not to have found your presence among the Core Formation cultivators from the outside world..."
"The one who wants your lives."
Fang Xi did not bother with a reply; his body was enveloped in Yi Wood Divine Light, forming a layer of protection as tough as the Three Yang True Fire Cover. With a flick of his hand, seven green Yi Wood Spirit Swords flew out, each as formidable as the most inferior magic flying sword.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to release more but transforming Yi Wood Divine Light into these magical artifacts was the limit of his magic power right after having recently reached Core Formation.
Since achieving Core Formation, Fang Xi had not yet come to blows with a cultivator of the same stage and naturally was eager to try.
He also knew this was a good opportunity.
Ghost cultivators, once they leave the Underworld Earth Vein, see a significant reduction and weakening in both their cultivation techniques and divine skills.
If he wanted to annihilate them, now was a heaven-sent opportunity!
"Hmph, how arrogant!"
The mid Core Formation stage ghost cultivator snorted coldly, maneuvering the Little White Bone Sword artifact into a white cloth tens of zhang long, slashing down from the sky!
The chilling sword light seemed to carry the power to freeze divine souls and simply by spreading out, it had already swept Fang Xi’s three Yi Wood Spirit Swords into it.
The swords clashed fiercely, each strike filled with spiritual power chilling enough to frighten any Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Whoosh whoosh!
One Yi Wood Spirit Sword was cut in two, followed by the second, then the third...
Seeing this, a smug look crossed the face of the mid Core Formation ghost cultivator as he said to his hooked-nose companion, "Leave this person to me; you deal with the other one."
The other, an early Core Formation ghost cultivator, heard this and did not dispute it, instead, piloting the Ghost Mist into pitch-black whirlwinds that engulfed You Kun.
You Kun had a vacant look in his eyes, simply operating the remaining six Fire Dragons from the ’Nine Dragon Balls,’ managing the Three Yang True Fire Cover as his only defense.
Looking at this scene, the early Core Formation ghost cultivator also felt somewhat troubled.
The real-fire cultivator’s Fire Dragons were precisely the nemesis of many Yin Soul ghost techniques; facing this man, many of his exquisite magical spells could not be deployed.
Fortunately, this person was only on the defensive, not on the offensive, so it wasn’t too dangerous to deal with him.
Once the mid Core Formation ghost cultivator dealt with the other early Core Formation person, joining forces to take care of this one would be an easy task...
...
"Go!"
Fang Xi’s hands moved as if he were strumming a qin, the remaining four Yi Wood Spirit Swords either pulsing with Thunder Light or bursting into flames with the green Yi Wood True Fire, completely disregardful of the swords’ own breakage, fiercely battling against the Little White Bone Sword.
Crack!
Two more Yi Wood Spirit Swords shattered, yet the mid Core Formation stage ghost cultivator furrowed his brow and quickly recalled his flying sword.
Noticeable notches could be seen on the blade of the flying sword, and his face couldn’t help but reveal a pained expression.
This life-bound magical artifact’s damage would require at least decades of his cultivation and spiritual essence to restore to its original state.
What was more crucial, however, was that the cultivator using the set of magical flying swords seemed utterly unaffected by the damage to his artifacts—could it be that they were not his life-bound magical artifacts after all?
But how precious are third-class magical artifacts? Even the most common magical artifact, when damaged, would cause a Core Formation cultivator to grieve for a long time.
Just as the middle-aged ghost cultivator was pondering this, a scene that changed his expression drastically occurred!
With a wave of his hand, Fang Xi released a ray of Yi Wood Divine Light from his sleeve, which transformed into five azure-green Yi Wood Spirit Swords, merging with the remaining two and assembling into a giant green sword!
This giant sword gleamed brilliantly, emitting a Dragon Chanting sound, seemingly more powerful than before by several degrees.
"This isn’t a magical artifact, but your divine skill? Who on earth are you?"
The middle-aged ghost cultivator asked warily.
"Tell me, old ghost... there are quite a few treasures left by the Nine Leaves Sect here."
Fang Xi’s eyes flashed as he suddenly spoke, attempting to probe.
"Heh... aside from the Underworld Earth Vein and the Spiritual Vein, what else is there?" The mid Core Formation stage ghost cultivator sneered, "What old ghost? Could it be that you were deceived?"
’It seems... this person doesn’t recognize the old ghost, or perhaps that possessing remnant soul was truly cunning, deliberately not revealing its real name, making it impossible for me to get any information...’
Fang Xi sighed inwardly.
At this moment, the mid Core Formation stage ghost cultivator seemed to think of something, his complexion changed, "Could it be... you have actually come for that thing? In this case... I absolutely cannot let you go!"
"What thing?"
Fang Xi was still puzzled and about to ask further when he saw the ghost cultivator open his mouth and exhale a small White Bone Banner.
This small banner was made entirely of white bone, its surface pitch-black, filled with various intricate and profound patterns.
A terrifying spiritual power fluctuation, far surpassing that of the Little White Bone Sword, spread from the expanding small banner.
"Cultivator, you are very lucky to witness my ’Three Yin Bone Banner’!"
The mid Core Formation ghost cultivator sneered, forming hand seals and ferociously poured his mid Core Formation stage magic power into the Three Yin Bone Banner!
Wu wu!
The banner fluttered as white runes skittered across its surface, and with a sudden piercing cry, a strange three-headed bird appeared.
The entirely black-feathered creature seemed to be composed of pitch-black insect beasts. Among the three heads, two had the appearance of human faces; it was unclear what kind of ghost creature these were!
"Behead!"
Fang Xi didn’t give the bird, with a human head still chanting spells as if preparing some formidable divine technique, any time to finish and pointed towards the giant sword.
The large Green Long Sword blazed with Yi Wood True Fire and slashed towards the massive Three Yin Bone Banner!
"Gurgle!"
The three-headed bird let out an ear-piercing noise and flapped its wings.
A wall of pitch-black strong winds formed, surprisingly holding its own against the large Yi Wood Spirit Sword.
Seeing this, Fang Xi’s expression turned slightly grim, and he beckoned with his right hand.
A Green Long Sword materialized in his grasp, its blade lighting up with golden patterns.
Green Barley Sword!
Swish!
With a swing of his sword, a sky-covering Zuxian Sword Qi surged forth, striking the pitch-black strong winds in an instant!
Crack!
The wall of strong winds emitted a sound of unbearable strain and suddenly shattered.
The Yi Wood giant sword showed no mercy, striking down upon the three-headed bird and beheading one of the chanting heads.
The bird let out a mournful cry, while Fang Xi felt an unexpected relief, knowing that the three-headed bird was rather tricky and the spells it was preparing quite powerful.
Fortunately, he had managed to interrupt it!
The Core Formation mid-stage Ghost Cultivator’s complexion turned deathly white when he saw this, and he fiercely pinched his finger together forming a spell.
The three-headed bird exploded violently, turning into countless leech-like pitch-black insect beasts, burrowing onto the Yi Wood giant sword.
The Yi Wood True Fire blazed but only managed to eliminate a small portion of the leeches, allowing a large number to cling to the blade.
"Burst!"
Fang Xi’s expression changed, the Yi Wood giant sword disintegrated into countless Azure Thunderbolts, annihilating the numerous pitch-black leeches.
"What a pity..."
The Ghost Cultivator felt some regret as his Three Yin Bone Banner specialty was to corrupt magical artifacts, but the Green Flying Sword controlled by his opponent was not an artifact, merely a shape formed from magic power.
In the end, it was a futile struggle...
Fortunately for him, the meticulously-refined Three Yin Bone Banner’s divine technique was far from being limited to just this.
As the Ghost Cultivator tried to activate his magical artifact, a cold snort rang in his ear.
The next moment, he felt as if something had pricked his Sea of Consciousness, his complexion turning ghastly pale and his soul unsteadily fluctuating.
This was Fang Xi’s ’Primordial Demon Stab’ secret skill!
This demon path technique seemed to have an even better effect when used against Ghost Cultivators...
Not missing the opportunity, Fang Xi’s Green Barley Sword unleashed another Zuxian Sword Qi, severely suppressing the magical artifact momentarily.
Taking advantage of this, his figure turned into a streak of green light, as he flew close to the Ghost Cultivator using the Yi Wood Divine Light and raised a hand.
The Life-Death Seal flew out, turning into a black mountain of dozens of zhang high and smashed down heavily!
At the pinnacle of the Life-Death Seal, the eyes of the vine dragons glowed blood red, and phantom-like Monster Tree Qi Roots emerged from all around, even drawing ghost mist from the Ghost Cultivator’s body.
"Is this... a top-tier magical artifact? No good!"
The barely recovered Ghost Cultivator saw this and an expression of profound shock crossed his face.
But it was already too late!
The Life-Death Seal crashed down with a thunderous roar, shaking the nearby Void!
When the seal shrank and settled in Fang Xi’s palm, there was no trace of the Core Formation Ghost Cultivator to be seen.
Only a Broken Little White Bone Sword artifact remained at the original spot.
With its master gone, the Three Yin Bone Banner let out a lament and began to shrink, turning into a small banner.
Fang Xi flicked his fingers repeatedly, wrapping the two Ghost Cultivator artifacts with successive layers of Yi Wood Divine Light, like green handkerchiefs, then sealed them into two jade boxes, further securing them with several spirit talismans.
At that moment, with his powerful divine consciousness sweeping the Void, he expressed surprise with a shout and slapped his Spirit Beast Bag.
The Azure Horn Fish Dragon emerged tremblingly, darting into the lake below. Moments later, it reemerged, gripping a green Soul Crystal in its mouth.
"Could it be... this is the ’Soul Crystal’?"
Joy flickered across Fang Xi’s face, "Who says you can’t squeeze anything out of a Ghost Cultivator? Isn’t this haul quite decent?"
Riding the Azure Horn Fish Dragon, he held the Life-Death Seal in one hand, the Green Barley Sword in the other, and enveloped in Yi Wood Divine Light, he charged into another Core Formation Ghost Cultivator’s Ghost Mist.
Before long, accompanied by a thick Divine Thunder striking down, Azure Thunderbolts mingled with True Fire continually burst forth from the Ghost Mist, completely purifying it and revealing Fang Xi and You Kun within.
At this point, Fang Xi’s complexion had darkened somewhat, "Stingy Ghost Cultivator..."
Clearly, after the demise of this early-stage Core Formation Ghost Cultivator, no Soul Crystal was left behind.
Not only that, it seemed his ghost claws were also refined through a Profound Art and weren’t really a magical artifact...
So, when the Ghost Cultivator died, everything just dissipated...