Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor-Chapter 1115 - 1125: The Soul King Appears

"Damn it, I’m going to kill you, you bastard!" Zuo Mjun Earth Immortal had indeed gone mad because he had already fallen for the Illusion Technique of the Demon Eye Evil Spirit King.

Zuo Mjun’s expression was ferocious, and his gaze was vicious. The sword light he unleashed was terrifying to the extreme.

Earth-shattering!

Vowing to cut Mo Yang Earth Immortal to ashes, fully intending to kill him.

"Old Zuo, even if you’re acting, you don’t have to be so realistic, right? If there’s the slightest mistake, I might fall!" Mo Yang Earth Immortal saw Zuo Mjun’s sword coming down with great momentum, and he felt a little panicked.

Hastily whispered a reminder.

Zuo Mjun completely ignored him and continued to strike with lethal intent.

Boom!

After a loud noise, Mo Yang Earth Immortal was in a bad situation. Since his strength was already somewhat weaker than Zuo Mjun’s.

He mistakenly thought Zuo Mjun was just messing around with him, so when he defended, he didn’t take it too seriously, let alone put in his all.

One must understand, this was a life-and-death struggle, and his strength was already inferior. If he was careless when resisting, it was no surprise that tragedy resulted.

"Ah... please save me..." After being injured, Mo Yang Earth Immortal was directly cut and fell under the bridge.

However, he didn’t die, he was just injured.

The entire Immortal Tomb, including the Ancient God Demon Battlefield outside, was governed by an Anti-fly Formation. In these areas, flight was impossible.

This was the most fatal aspect.

Mo Yang Earth Immortal could only flail about wildly in mid-air, rapidly plummeting toward the river’s surface.

Below, on the river’s surface, ghostly figures emerged, grinding their teeth and emitting strange squeaking sounds, appearing very excited.

Soon they would have a feast.

Finally, Mo Yang Earth Immortal was completely desperate. Since Zuo Mjun never made a move to rescue him, the best time for rescue had already been missed.

As for the others, they were even more indifferent and unfeeling.

Each minding their own business, keeping a distance.

"Zuo Mjun, damn your ancestors..." Mo Yang Earth Immortal cursed loudly.

"We’re all in the same sect, how can you be so ruthless! The sect’s strict rules won’t let you off..."

Before he finished cursing, Mo Yang Earth Immortal fell into the Wangchuan River.

The fierce ghosts rushed up without a word, opening their mouths to tear him to pieces, to chew him up. At this time, the Sword Domain of a strong one at the Earth Immortal Realm finally displayed its mighty power.

After Mo Yang Earth Immortal fell into the river, the Sword Domain expanded into an oval protective cover, shielding him inside.

The Sword Domain protective cover of the Earth Immortal Realm was still very powerful.

Neither the drowning waters of the Wangchuan River nor the fierce ghosts in the river could break through his Sword Domain protective cover. Moreover, with many fierce ghosts biting and fighting, he was surprisingly kept afloat on the river surface, not sinking.

"Save me, whoever can rescue me, I’ll reward with my entire fortune!" Mo Yang Earth Immortal had already resigned to death, but seeing countless fierce ghosts biting the Sword Domain protective cover and keeping him above the river renewed his fierce will to survive.

Still, no one was willing to save him.

No one wanted to take that risk.

The wealth of an Earth Immortal was tempting, sure. But compared to life, it was insignificant.

"Zuo Mjun, we’ve no grudges between us, why do you want to kill me? If you save me, I’ll not only give you my entire fortune, but there will be no ill will." Mo Yang Earth Immortal could only place his hope in his fellow sect member.

He was anxious.

If the ghosts below were not effective, and he were to sink to the riverbed, death would be inevitable.

Moreover, the ghosts in the river were particularly powerful.

They were all biting and destroying his Sword Domain rapidly. At this rate, the Sword Domain might not last long.

Zuo Mjun was under the illusion and not yet awakened.

He still thought the person lying on the river surface pleading for rescue was Chu Feng. Why would he save him? He watched ’Chu Feng’ cursing incessantly with cold eyes, gloating at his misfortune. The more intense Chu Feng cursed, the happier he was.

Mo Yang Earth Immortal found that pleading with Zuo Mjun was useless, and the others were equally cold and indifferent.

Some wanted to save him but lacked the strength.

Those at the Supreme Sword God Level, capable of saving him, could be counted on one hand.

"Chu Feng, as long as you’re willing to save me, I’m willing to make peace with you and never be your enemy again." Mo Yang Earth Immortal, having no second option, wouldn’t lower himself to ask Chu Feng for help otherwise.

The terms he offered to Chu Feng were much lower than what he would for others.

To put it plainly, he arrogantly believed he was an Earth Immortal Realm powerhouse, and Chu Feng was merely a Supreme Sword God. They were not on the same level at all.

It was already a great favor for him to humble himself and seek assistance from Chu Feng, voluntarily bowing and compromising.

"Are you an idiot? Why should I save you? After you’re dead, even if you hate me, the most you can do is report me to King Yan." Chu Feng was always cold and ruthless to enemies.

This Mo Yang Earth Immortal really took himself too seriously.

"Chu, did you have a hand in this? Otherwise, why would Zuo Mjun suddenly attack me?" Realizing he was beyond rescue, Mo Yang Earth Immortal suddenly saw sense at the brink of death.

He always felt Zuo Mjun’s behavior was extremely unusual, likely caused by Chu Feng.

"Mo Yang Earth Immortal, your words are intriguing. You and Zuo Mjun both fell under the old woman’s spell, controlled by her flute. Yet you blame me, suggesting I could control Zuo Mjun? Am I greater than the old woman?"

Confronted with Mo Yang Earth Immortal’s accusations, Chu Feng sneered coldly.

The two intended to team up to take Chu Feng out but ended up fighting each other, resulting in a massive misunderstanding. It was all self-inflicted.

"You, you’re making it up..." Mo Yang Earth Immortal trembled with anger but dared not reveal the truth.

He couldn’t possibly admit that neither he nor Zuo Mjun was controlled by the old woman, right?

If he did, there’d be no explaining their joint attempt against Chu Feng.

Mo Yang Earth Immortal felt a pang of frustration, so vexed he wanted to spit blood.

Meanwhile, the old woman’s flute continued its melody, temporarily without further attacks. Everyone else remained on guard while watching Mo Yang Earth Immortal on the river’s surface.

Because no one could be sure if they’d fall, too.

Better understanding the Wangchuan River could save their lives at a critical moment.

Suddenly, a massive shadow appeared beneath the Wangchuan River’s surface, moving rapidly toward Mo Yang Earth Immortal.

Unlike the ordinary fierce ghosts, this shadow was at least ten zhang long.

There was no doubt its form was enormous, a giant monster.

"Be careful!"

"It looks like a giant troll is swimming toward you!"

Among the masters on Naihe Bridge, some were kind-hearted, loudly warning Mo Yang Earth Immortal.

While everyone felt fear, their curiosity also piqued; what on earth was that massive shadow?

It had yet to surface.

But wherever it passed, the fierce ghosts fled and dodged in fear.

Clearly, it was even more terrifying than the fierce ghosts.

Could it be the Ghost King?