Lord Shenxiu-Chapter 966: Escape

Lu Wen Yuan stared at the ghost head, suddenly feeling somewhat suffocated.

Although he was a Divinity Transformation Practitioner, the aura emitted by that ghost head was even more unfathomable, like something towering above—Heavens!

"We cultivators, our fate is determined by ourselves, not by the heavens!"

In the face of a life-and-death crisis, Lu Wen Yuan erupted with all his potential, reaching into the void to grab a shattered yet radiant blade.

This was a damaged Immortal Artifact, its power long surpassed the mortal level.

He continuously muttered spells, and runes lit up on the blade, releasing astonishing Spiritual Energy.

The void faintly rippled, and on the damaged blade, a red and white shimmer flashed, expanding into a giant saber more than ten meters long, with a tiger's head roaring ferociously at its tip.

"Immortal Artifact Mystic Tiger, Seven Kill Slash!"

Lu Wen Yuan swung the Mystic Tiger Saber fiercely!

Roar!

Amid the roar of the tiger, the massive red and white blade light transformed into a giant fierce tiger, pouncing towards the cyan ghost face.

Next moment!

The ghost head opened its pitch-black mouth, revealing sharp fangs, each seemingly imprisoning the Divine Soul of at least a Divinity Transformation practitioner, wailing in agony...

A crimson tongue shot out, directly piercing through the blade light, and Lu Wen Yuan suddenly felt intense pain in his hands, the Immortal Artifact Mystic Tiger had disappeared without a trace!

"It's definitely a ghost creature beyond the Divinity Transformation level, why did I encounter it just upon ascending?"

Lu Wen Yuan raised his hand, releasing countless flashing talismans, converging them into a torrent of spells.

Simultaneously, he also directly unleashed the Void Small Flag, preparing to teleport to escape.

He would be a fool to insist on fighting strong enemies, he should at least wait until he had reached the same or higher realm and then compete.

Roar!

But at this moment, the cyan ghost head roared, and a black light emerged from its forehead.

Wherever the black light passed, all void fluctuations were obliterated, and a huge hole appeared on the Void Banner.

This void secret treasure was severely damaged in an instant!

Lu Wen Yuan's transmission was also interrupted, and the Nascent Soul within him seemed to sense a terrifying gaze, beginning to tremble uncontrollably.

In the ghost head's crimson eyes, countless black insects seemed to be crawling, wriggling, and flowing with indescribable things...

Just when Lu Wen Yuan was in despair, his hand involuntarily lifted, revealing a triangular pattern.

In the void, countless symbols like tadpole script appeared, layering over one another, enveloping him within.

Crack!

In the next moment, the ghost head appeared where Lu Wen Yuan had been, biting down fiercely, countless fangs making sharp grinding sounds, but Lu Wen Yuan had already disappeared...

...

Spirit Realm.

In an unknown distant region.

Countless tadpole scripts appeared, and Lu Wen Yuan's figure was spat out from within.

"I..."

"Was it you who saved me?"

He looked at the triangular pattern on the back of his hand, letting out a bitter laugh: "So it was all you!"

"Without my protection, how could you, a mere Qi Cultivation practitioner from the mortal world, ascend to Divinity Transformation and soar to the Spirit Realm?"

Zhong Shenxiu replied arrogantly.

Lu Wen Yuan fell silent.

He had always considered the Secret History Golden Chapter as his opportunity, never considering the possibility that it might have a master, or even possess its own intelligence! 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

This was clearly abnormal!

"What exactly do you intend to do?"

Lu Wen Yuan's face showed a hint of fierceness, as he was now a Divinity Transformation Practitioner and had experienced much in the mortal world, he knew when to compromise.

At this critical moment, even abandoning this great opportunity would be better than being a puppet.

"Nothing much, just borrowing your body to have a look at this Spirit Realm..."

Zhong Shenxiu chuckled lightly.

'I don't believe you!'

Lu Wen Yuan cursed inwardly, but outwardly feigned doubt: "Is that all?"

"Indeed, that's all."

Zhong Shenxiu laughed: "After all, I just saved you once, there's no need to be so wary of me, right?"

At the mention of this, Lu Wen Yuan's expression eased slightly, hesitantly asking: "Is this really the Spirit Realm? And what was that ghost head just now?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?"

Zhong Shenxiu rolled his eyes secretly, then smiled faintly: "This place should undoubtedly be the Spirit Realm, as for your doubts, the cultivators below may be able to tell you."

It was then that Lu Wen Yuan noticed that below him was actually a battlefield!

Thousands of Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators, forming an army led by several Core Formation cultivators, were resisting a dark mass of ghost hordes!

Behind the cultivator army was a broken great city, housing hundreds of thousands of mortals, all trembling as if awaiting their judgment.

"So, in the Spirit Realm, there are mortals too, and quite a few at that, but the cultivator realm isn't very high..."

Lu Wen Yuan, being a Divinity Transformation Practitioner, scanned the area with his divine sense, shaking his head because among those ghost creatures, there were several Nascent Soul Stage Ghost Kings!

As expected, after not fighting for even a moment, a bluish-black arm reached out from the dark cloud, crushing a Core Formation cultivator's magic weapon and grabbing a white-haired Golden Core Ancestor.

Puff!

From the palm, a slender worm with menacing fangs emerged, penetrating deep into the cultivator's Dantian, pulling out a hazy Golden Core and swallowing it whole.

"Awooo!"

The army composed of countless ghost creatures tore through the cultivator formation, starting to feast on the bodies of Foundation Establishment and Qi Cultivation cultivators.

As for the Golden Core Ancestors, they were being targeted by the Nascent Soul Ghost Kings, preparing to vivisect the Golden Cores, as if staring at a dish.

"Ancestor Xu Family!"

Luo Yutu rode on a fiery red orb, watching a Core Formation cultivator fall, fear arising amidst his anger: "Is this disaster of ghost monsters going to break the city again?"

Yinluo City records, every hundred years, there's a disaster of ghost monsters.

If the cultivators can resist, fine, but if the city falls, not only will most of the cultivators be slaughtered, but even half of the mortals will be killed...

Thinking of that bloody future, Luo Yutu's heart was filled with despair.

At this moment, she suddenly looked up, sensing a terrifying Spiritual Pressure.

"Audacious ghost, daring to consume humans?"

Lu Wen Yuan watched for a moment, realizing there was indeed no Divinity Transformation Ghost Saint, relaxing slightly, and elegantly appeared, gripping his five fingers.

Boom!

A dark shiny ring on his hand flew into the air, unleashing endless thunderbolts, sweeping into the ghost formation.

The power of thunder is extremely yang and just, having a miraculous effect against ghost creatures, and numerous Ghost Cultivators immediately screamed, turning into ashes.

Even several Nascent Soul Ghost Kings roared: "Human race Divinity Transformation? The Yellow Spring Ghost Saint won't let you go!"

"What Yellow Spring Ghost Saint, find me first and then talk!"

Since Lu Wen Yuan had made his move, he didn't hold back, taking out a crimson small flag.

Innumerable flames emerged, seemingly accompanied by a Phoenix's cry, landing on the several Nascent Soul Ghost Creatures and instantly turning them to ashes.