Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor-Chapter 1129 - 1139: The Seven Soul Kings

Chu Feng shook his head and sighed. If he didn't save this stubborn little girl, she would definitely be killed by the Ghost King.

After all, her cultivation was far inferior to the Ghost King's.

"Master, are you planning to save her?" Demon Eye Evil Spirit King asked.

"Mm!"

Chu Feng was already making preparations, covertly gathering power, with two Ninth Grade Fire Talisman Elixirs clasped in his left hand. He hadn't planned to kill the Ghost King—just injuring it and seizing the opportunity to escape would be enough.

"I urge you to reconsider, Master! With your current cultivation, you likely won't even be able to break through the Ghost King's Ghost Realm. And once it devours that woman, it will certainly turn its attention to you. The wisest choice is to escape immediately while the woman is distracting the Ghost King. The farther you escape, the better."

Demon Eye Evil Spirit King offered sound advice.

Both Evil Spirits and Ghosts were extremely selfish and self-centered.

In the eyes of Demon Eye Evil Spirit King, Chu Feng wasn't worth such an effort.

"Mokeboer, do you know what the difference is between humans and evil spirits? Human emotions are more complex, with family bonds, friendship, love, morals, conscience, and so on. Many times, even knowing that such a choice involves sacrifice, they still move forward without hesitation."

With those words, Chu Feng dashed out.

"Seven paths unite, Heaven and Earth Sword Skill, heaven and earth are divided, sword cleaves heaven and earth! Slash!"

This time, Chu Feng did not use two swords, only employing the Male Sword within the Ink Jiao Sword.

To break through the Ghost King's Ghost Realm, it's not about having more divine weapons.

Focusing all the Sword Essence into one sword made it even more powerful.

Boom!

With the power of Nine Meridians Move Together, Chu Feng used all his strength, and surprisingly, his sword managed to slice open a crack in the ghost fog ahead.

He didn't hesitate, seized the opportunity, and dashed through.

Outside, the ghost fog didn't seem formidable. It was only after entering that he realized its strength. The ghost fog was as sticky as glue, thick and difficult to move through.

Not only that, but Chu Feng's Sword Domain was also suppressed, weakened significantly.

As expected of the Ghost King, its strength compared to a Ghost General was incomparable.

"Another one coming to die! Excellent!"

The Ghost King's voice sounded very shrill, worse than nails scraping against glass by a thousand times.

Chu Feng felt his Qi-Blood surging, extremely uncomfortable.

It was as if someone was playing wildly on his nerves.

If he listened longer, he even suspected he would go mad.

Xiong Guansui, who was desperately fending off the Ghost King's attack, suddenly trembled, looking at Chu Feng with extreme shock.

"Silly girl, do you think I look handsome? There'll be plenty of chances to see me later, let's escape first!" Chu Feng teased her with a smile, facing the horrifying Ghost King without a hint of fear.

He treated it as mere air.

"Hmph, shameless! Looking like that and calling yourself handsome!" Xiong Guansui said with a straight face. "Don't think that saving me makes me subject to your whims. I'll repay what I owe you sooner or later."

In her moment of despair, encountering her savior, Chu Feng became the glimmer of hope in Xiong Guansui's heart.

She owed Chu Feng even more.

"Silly girl, now's not the time for flirting. You'd better fight your way out with me. Otherwise, prepare to become a snack for this Ghost King!"

Chu Feng finally reunited with Xiong Guansui, and the two stood shoulder to shoulder facing the Ghost King.

"I've never seen someone so shameless!" Xiong Guansui glared at him. "You should peel off your left cheek and stick it on the right. That way, you can be both shameless and thick-skinned!"

Unexpectedly, the usually proud and cold Xiong Guansui could also be humorous at times.

Clearly, Chu Feng's perilous rescue deeply touched her once again.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be speaking to Chu Feng in such a joking tone.

"Wow! One is a Pure Yin Body, the other a Supreme Yang Body. If I devour you both, my power will greatly increase. At that time, even the Black River Ghost King won't dare be arrogant before me. It might even be swallowed by me."

The three-meter-tall Ghost King excitedly waved its Mourning Stick, ghost fog swirling, quickly sealing the crack Chu Feng had sliced open.

A more terrifying pressure enveloped Chu Feng and Xiong Guansui.

Their Sword Domains turned elliptical.

"Which Ghost King are you?" Chu Feng asked, enduring the bodily discomfort, speaking coldly.

"It doesn't harm to tell you. After all, you both will soon become my food. I am the renowned Wailing Ghost King within the Immortal Tomb!"

It introduced its name very proudly.

This name is truly interesting.

It fits it well because this Ghost King uses a Mourning Stick.

Even when it's happy, the sound it makes is crying instead of laughter.

Chu Feng caught some useful information from its words, and immediately forced a smile, continuing to probe.

"So you're saying, there are many Ghost Kings in the Immortal Tomb. How many are there, and what's your rank among them?"

The Ghost King's pair of scarlet ghost eyes were fixed on Chu Feng.

"Why should I tell you?"

It wasn't stupid and didn't plan on revealing too much about the Immortal Tomb to Chu Feng.

"As long as you tell me everything I want to know, satisfy my curiosity, I'll give up resisting and let you devour me. Only please make it quick." Chu Feng said seriously.

Xiong Guansui couldn't help but feel anxious, secretly transmitting her voice to say, "Chu Feng, have you lost your mind? How can you allow it to devour you?"

Powerful Ghosts can confuse humans, making them obediently follow their orders.

Therefore, people often scold those who act rashly as possessed by a ghost.

"Wow! You human boy have some humor. Anyway, for a dying man, telling you won't hurt. Hope you'll keep your promise." Wailing Ghost King made an irritating crying sound.

Perhaps, it was laughing.

"There are seven Ghost Kings in the Immortal Tomb. As for my ranking...no comment. Now, come over obediently and let me devour you." The Wailing Ghost King was somewhat evasive about its power ranking.

Chu Feng wasn't bothered, giving a faint smile and said, "Since your rank is a secret, you surely can tell where the Black River Ghost King ranks?"

Unexpectedly, even a ghost cared about face.

If it's ranked first, it surely wouldn't say it's a secret, but happily tell Chu Feng.

From its words, it was easy to deduce, its ranking must be very low.

"The Black River Ghost King ranks sixth!" This time, the Wailing Ghost King responded promptly.

Really couldn't help worrying about its intelligence.

Chu Feng almost burst into laughter, as it was close to his conjecture.

The Wailing Ghost King ranks seventh, making it the weakest Ghost King.