Chapter 26: The Battle of Wang City
In the bright and soulless royal city, five figures were rapidly flashing. Passing through an intersection, Swordless Dust suddenly stopped and turned to face the four people: "Slow down, from now on, everyone will suppress their breath to the lowest level to avoid being discovered by ghostly creatures. I have already sensed that what we are looking for is not far ahead, but there is a strong aura guarding it, so before we get close, we must be extremely cautious."
Liu Xinghun said in a low voice, "Don't worry, we all understand. Let's continue moving forward now. We must arrive before Lu Yun and the others do, so that by the time they catch up, we will have already obtained the Soul-Sealing Symbol. When we return to the mortal world, let's see what face they have to show to people. Hmph, let's go." After finishing speaking, the five of them suppressed their auras with all their might and carefully proceeded forward.
They passed through three streets and alleys, and the five of them arrived at an inconspicuous street corner, each hiding themselves. Their eyes were fixed on the square in front of them, where some ghostly soldiers were patrolling back and forth around the center of the square, seemingly guarding something. The square was very large, in a regular shape, with a width of over 100 meters. In the center of the square, a red light shot up into the sky, extremely dazzling. Upon closer inspection, they saw a blood pool three feet in size, filled with rolling waves of blood, just like boiling plasma. The dazzling red light shot straight up from the blood pool into the sky. A strong red light spread out like a net when it reached halfway to the sky, covering the entire city of Wusou and enveloping the entire royal castle.
Jian Wuchen's eyes lit up, and a scorching gaze flashed in his eyes. He glanced at the four people beside him and transmitted his voice: "Look at that blood pool, it is very likely to be the legendary Soul Refining Pool. We have traveled through the three cities of Guiyuan, and today we finally found it. Now let's discuss how to take out the Sealing Soul Symbol from the pool."
Bi Tian gazed out at the scene before him, his eyes lingering on a dark, ghostly figure. His brow was furrowed in concern, and his expression was grave. At this moment, he heard Wu Jian's words and couldn't help but speak in a low tone: "I've taken a close look, and there are 72 ghost soldiers and 3 ghost generals on the square. Among them, that ghost general with dark, flickering light around him has an aura of malevolence that pierces the sky, and is extremely cold and ruthless. It looks like he'll be very difficult to deal with. Now, if we can think of a way to lure that ghost general away, our chances of success will greatly increase. However, this is an extremely dangerous thing to do, and if we're not careful, we might fall into a situation from which there's no return. So we must consider this carefully."
Liu Xing Hun glanced at the four people, his eyes stopping on Leng Jia Hao and Du Li. He opened his mouth and said: "Bi Tian's words are reasonable. In this situation, it is impossible to have no enemies blocking our way. Opportunities need to be created by ourselves. Now, in order to complete the task, someone among us must go and lure away that ghost general, so as to facilitate others' actions. However, this matter is extremely dangerous, just like those who stay behind to snatch the Soul Sealing Symbol, it's all filled with danger. Let everyone express their own opinions now."
Leng Jia Hao looked at Liu Xing Hun and said in a low voice, "Whether it's to lure away this ghost general or stay behind to seize the Soul Seal, it's all for the peace of the human world and for our six institutes to gain glory. Since that's the case, then let me handle this matter. I'll be the one to lure away the ghost general, and when the time comes, you four can take advantage of the opportunity to retrieve the Soul Seal."
Looking at Leng Jia Hao, the eyes of Jian Wu Chen and the other three all revealed a hint of encouragement, with blessings in their gazes. With a firm glance at the four, Leng Jia Hao nodded heavily and turned to leave in the direction they came from. He was going to lure the Ghost General away from another direction, making it convenient for Jian Wu Chen and the others to take action.
Watching Leng Jiahao leave, Liu Xinghun said: "Wait until Jiahao lures away that ghost general, we will rush to the central square at the fastest speed. At that time, Wu Chen will go to retrieve the soul token, and the three of us will guard the surroundings, giving him more time. Now everyone is ready, it's about to act." Bi Tian glanced at Jian Wuchen, with a hint of strange color flashing in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.
Staring at the ghost general in the center of the square, Leng Jia Hao's eyes were cold and fierce, his true yuan rapidly circulating. With a slight tap of his right foot on the ground, Leng Jia Hao's eyes turned icy, his body borrowing momentum to spin, his long sword transforming into a pale purple streak of light that shot towards the ghost general at an incredible speed. The high-speed rotation produced a piercing whistle, the powerful rotational force like a tornado, directly sweeping up the ghost general.
In the center of the square, a shrill whistle pierced through the air, causing the ghostly generals by the blood pool to change their gaze. With an ominous and murderous glare, they stared at Leng Jia Hao who was charging towards them. The ghostly general let out a thunderous roar, and with a wave of his right hand, the surrounding ghost soldiers simultaneously stopped in their tracks and formed a dense array, tightly protecting the blood pool. The ghostly general's body burst forth, his dark shadow taking on a life-like form as he threw a punch at Leng Jia Hao who was rushing towards him.
A dark cloud rolled in, a solid fist shadow condensed with an aura of bloodthirstiness, collided with Leng Jia Hao's sword. The sword light and fist shadow faced each other in mid-air, instantly producing a powerful destructive force. The strong outwardly spreading airflow, accompanied by a whistling sound, forcibly sent Leng Jia Hao's body flying back. Meanwhile, the ghost general on the opposite side remained motionless, his eyes fixed on him with a fierce and bloodthirsty gaze.
Leng Jia Hao's eyes changed, and he didn't expect the ghost general to be so formidable. With a swing of his long sword, a wave of anger chopped down, directly wrapping around the ghost general. At the same time, Leng Jia Hao's body retreated backward, preparing to escape. The ghost general laughed coldly, and its shadow appeared in mid-air, making nine consecutive turns, mysteriously appearing in front of Leng Jia Hao.
"How dare you trespass on my Soulless Realm, truly underestimating your own strength. Now we'll let you understand what kind of place the Soulless Realm is." With a gloomy tone, a black and shiny fist aura burst forth like a mad dragon towards Leng Jia Hao. Leng Jia Hao's figure quickly dodged to the side, coldly saying: "You're just a small ghost creature, what ability do you have? Such arrogance. Could I possibly be afraid of you? What a joke."
The long sword made nine turns, one hundred and eighty swords swiftly slashed out in all directions to attack the ghost general. In mid-air, the fist and sword shadows fiercely collided, producing a violent explosion that sent both parties flying back. Coldly glancing at the ghost general, Leng Jia Hao turned around and shot away. The ghost general's eyes blazed with anger, seeing Leng Jia Hao trying to escape, he coldly snorted and hastily chased after him.
The demon general had just left, and four figures suddenly appeared in the center of the square, rushing towards the blood pool. In mid-air, Swordless Dust's divine sword swung out, its dazzling five-colored sword aura accompanied by a sacred breath that could rip souls apart, shooting straight at the ground. At the same time, Liu Xingyun and his two companions also launched a full-scale attack, their three powerful attacks splitting into three directions to assault those ghostly soldiers.
The ground, only to see the two ghost generals roar with anger, and the 72 ghost soldiers formed a fierce array of earth ghosts. A black air current slowly emerged from the large array, rotating and accelerating as it gathered into a powerful gust of wind filled with evil energy. Under the command of the two ghost generals, this strong black storm confronted the four attackers.
The five-colored light merged with a powerful sacred aura, colliding with the black storm filled with bloody evil energy. The two were incompatible and instantly exploded violently. Amidst the deafening roar, a massive gust of air swept across, sending Swordless Dust's body flying. At the same time, the powerful gust also sent the three advancing figures of Liu Xinghun flying. On the ground, the Earth Evil Spirit Array paused for a moment before returning to normal, as if nothing had happened.
In mid-air, Jian Wucheng stared at the ghost array in shock, and his heart became even more certain that the blood pool below was indeed the Soul Pool. Otherwise, the Asura Realm wouldn't be so concerned about this matter. Thinking of this, a hint of fervor appeared in Jian Wucheng's eyes, and a surge of joy rose to his head. The divine sword spun around, and Jian Wucheng flipped upside down, his entire body rapidly rotating along with the divine sword. A five-colored radiance suddenly burst forth, and a dazzling pillar of light shot down from mid-air, colliding with the black whirlwind.
With a loud shout, Jian Wucheng exerted his full strength to propel the Tianling Divine Sword in a rotating motion, carrying with it the power to tear everything apart, and thrust it straight into the Disha Ghost Array. A whirlwind erupted, and a black wind column containing the bloody aura of the ghost array rotated in reverse, wildly clashing against Jian Wucheng's attack. In mid-air, two beams of light of different colors confronted each other, locked in a stalemate. Within the array, two ghostly generals commanded the changes in the formation to counterattack Jian Wucheng in mid-air. Meanwhile, outside the array, Liu Xinghun and his three companions turned back and launched a surprise attack from the side on the Disha Ghost Array, forming a pincer movement with Jian Wucheng above.
His body was momentarily stunned, and his forward progress was forced to halt by the powerful resistance. Feeling the enemy's strong resistance, Jian Wudian's eyes turned cold, and he slapped the hilt of his sword with his right hand, causing the divine sword to sink several inches. At the same time, his body borrowed force to counterattack, and he flipped over in mid-air nine times in a row. After flipping over nine times, Jian Wudian let out a loud roar, and his right foot stomped down on the Tianling Divine Sword with full force. This kick contained the powerful force of his consecutive nine turns, and the fierce and violent power instantly pressed the divine sword to rapidly stab downwards.
The sword burst forth, propelled by a powerful force, suddenly accelerating and breaking through the black whirlwind's obstruction. It shot into the Earthly Ghost Array with a flash of colorful light, its intense radiance swirling wildly across the land. The ground shook as ghostly objects flew about, their terrified wails unceasing. The mighty ghost array was reduced to nothing under Swordless Dust's Heavenly Spirit Sword. Amidst the scattered airflow, two ghostly shadows darted out and charged straight at the falling Swordless Dust.
Looking at the three Liu Xinghun who were blown away, a hint of pride flashed in Jian Wucheng's eyes. His gaze shifted, looking at the two ghostly generals, Jian Wucheng clapped his hands together, and a purple light shield suddenly appeared on him without warning. When the ghostly generals pounced, Jian Wucheng's eyes turned cold, and his hands suddenly parted, two purple light balls attacking the two enemies separately. Due to the suddenness of the event, the two ghostly generals did not have time to dodge, and were enveloped by the two light balls.
A purple glow, containing the mysterious aura of "Purple Hua Swallows the Sun", caused the two ghostly generals to let out terrified roars, but they were unable to break free from their prison. As the auras of the two ghostly generals grew weaker and weaker, a hint of an arrogant smile appeared on Swordless Dust's lips, his expression filled with pride. However, just as Swordless Dust was feeling triumphant, a powerful killing intent suddenly appeared above his head.
"Beware of the top, swift and fleeting!" Jian Wuchen heard this and was shocked, withdrawing his hands and rapidly flashing his body, instantly changing positions nine times. A cold, sinister laugh echoed through the air, as a bloody glow enveloped Jian Wuchen in an instant. In mid-air, Gui Shuai Wu Bo's hands were weaving the unique Blood Refining Incantation of the Wu Soul Realm, attempting to annihilate Jian Wuchen's soul and reduce him to nothing but blood.
The body floats in mid-air, spinning sideways, the sword moves at a speed of 360 times per second, vibrating rapidly. The powerful sword hums gather into a heavenly sword scream, rapidly expanding outward. The dazzling light of the divine sword, amidst the heavenly sword scream, transforms into a five-colored divine dragon, flying and dancing in mid-air.
"On the ground, Liu Xing's soul shouted loudly: 'The crucial moment has arrived, let's take action! Now we'll first rescue Wu Chen, then entangle this ghost general, so that Wu Chen can have time to act. Attack!' As soon as he finished speaking, his long sword flashed with a purple light, and the Tianjian Jiu jue burst forth with powerful might. Beside him, Bi Tian and Du Li exchanged a glance, both of them simultaneously gathering their tenth-layer strength, fully unleashing the Haoran Zheng Qi."
Three loud roars burst out, and three sword columns, one purple and two red, mixed with the power of shaking the sky, rolled up the ghostly commander's soulless body. Coordinating with Sword Without Dust's counterattack, the trio's powerful offensive immediately forced the ghostly commander to retreat, allowing Sword Without Dust to quickly escape from its attack. After glancing at Sword Without Dust, Liu Xinghun hastily said: "Wudust, leave this place to us, you go take care of that matter right away, don't worry about us."
He glanced at the three of them, and Swordless Dust nodded solemnly, his body shooting downwards. He landed beside the blood pool, and Swordless Dust carefully examined the blood pool, a hint of shock flashing in his eyes. His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and Swordless Dust's body flashed, avoiding an attack from one of the ghost soldiers. Looking at the seven ghost soldiers who had managed to survive, Swordless Dust's gaze shifted, and a thread of cruelty floated up from the bottom of his eyes.
A flash of movement, Sword Without Dust conjured up seven figures, simultaneously launching an attack on the remaining seven ghost soldiers. The powerful offensive and strong force drove the seven ghost soldiers to a state of terrified rage, yet they were completely unable to shake off Sword Without Dust's entanglement. With one sweep of his divine sword, Sword Without Dust struck down one of the ghost soldiers into the blood pool. As soon as that ghost soldier fell into the blood pool, it let out an extremely mournful cry, its body immediately being corroded and dissolved by the churning bloody waves, disappearing without a trace in just an instant.
Jian Wuchen took a deep breath, silently acknowledging that the Soul Pool was indeed as formidable as its reputation suggested. The Soul Annihilation and Bone Dissolution were truly the epitome of dominance! He repeatedly forced the remaining six ghost soldiers to retreat six times in a row, with the same outcome each time - not one of them could struggle for more than two moments before being completely corroded by the bloody waves. Jian Wuchen fell into deep contemplation, considering whether he himself could withstand this powerful corrosive force. If he couldn't, then going down would be equivalent to seeking his own death.
Halfway through, Liu Xingyun and the three of them joined forces to temporarily hold off that ghostly general, which left the trio reeling in shock. They couldn't believe how formidable this ghostly general was, actually more powerful than the ghostly immortal by half. Just as the three were clashing with the ghostly general, a sudden burst of powerful aura erupted from afar. Within this aura, a heroic and majestic air mixed with a tragic atmosphere rapidly spread back to the city.
At the same time as this momentum appeared, another powerful aura filled with bloody killing intent also emerged, colliding with that majestic aura. Amidst the blood-colored void, a vast purple qi spread across the sky, accompanied by endless majesty and cruelty, as if narrating something.
A faint tremble of the soul, inadvertently swept across the heart. The four people on the square simultaneously raised a sense of foreboding in their hearts, as if a soul had been destroyed in the midst of turmoil. When the purple energy receded and the evil energy weakened, a faint, silent sigh floated among the desolate Ghost King City. Raising their heads, Xue Wucheng, Liu Xinghun, Bi Tian, and Du Li simultaneously let out a heart-wrenching roar, that boundless anger seeming to want to hold back the departing figure at this moment. However, some things cannot be held back.
Looking up at the sky and letting out a furious roar, the sword emitted a beam of resentful light from its two eyes. The entire person suddenly rose into the air, launching a single attack towards Gui Shuai Wu Bo. This one sword contained his unparalleled hatred power, its mightiness and evil energy were in no way inferior to Gui Shuai Wu Bo's. The sword shadow trembled, hundreds of sword lights layered on top of each other, forming a five-colored dazzling light screen around Gui Shuai, sealing him inside.
A loud roar, Wu Bo's body spun around, the ghostly energy outside his body fluctuating at high speed, constantly searching for Sword Wudeng's weakness. Beside him, Liu Xinghun's face was full of murderous intent, his long sword trembling, hundreds of sword auras suddenly unleashing the eighth move of the Tianjian Jiuzhuan - the Heaven-Slaying Move! It was clear that at this moment, the anger in his heart was imaginable. This time, the five-man team led by him, now that Leng Jia Hao had died in Wuyou Valley, how would he explain it to the Sect Master when they returned?
Bi Tian glanced at Du Li, and his eyes revealed a few strands of vicissitudes. This time's Ghost Domain journey was far more perilous than imagined, with five people encountering danger twice in just a few days. The last time they were lucky to have a mysterious expert save them, but this time there was no one to rescue them, and the price was Cold Family Hao's death. Thinking about the future, Bi Tian and Du Li both had a confused look in their eyes - what would happen next? Who could say clearly? To put it bluntly, would they even have a future? Drunkenly sleeping on the battlefield, don't laugh at me, how many people have returned from ancient battles?!
Feeling the crisis approaching, the ghost general's mouth kept making strange noises, which sounded a bit like mournful cries but were somewhat different. Jian Wucheng and Liu Xinghun pressed in with their swords, clearly determined to kill the ghost general to avenge the Cold family. Just as the two swords were about to strike, both of them urgently wanted to eliminate Wu Bo, but at that moment, an overbearing aura appeared silently in mid-air. The powerful momentum made Jian Wucheng and Liu Xinghun's hearts beat faster, their breathing rapid, and their faces shocked.
The demon commander's aura was at its peak, and he took advantage of the two men's momentary surprise to swiftly dodge their attack and appear beside a dark red blood shadow. The four people gathered together, carefully observing the demon commander in mid-air and the sudden appearance of the blood shadow, with shock-filled eyes. By the demon commander's side, amidst a cluster of crimson light, there were hints of black demonic energy. The eerie aura merged with the bloody aura to form a strange and ominous energy.
In the red and green ghostly eyes, a gloomy and bloody aura flickered, coldly staring at the four people on the ground! Bi Tian's face was heavy, and he trembled slightly: "I'm afraid this thing is the Ghost King of this Soulless Realm, otherwise how could it have such a huge aura? What should we do now, leave immediately or continue to fight to the death?"
His face was heavy, and his sword was vigilant, gazing at the half-empty space. He said in a low voice: "Now, I'm afraid some things are not up to us to think about how to do it. At this time, we have no choice but to fight to the death, and there is probably no chance of escape."
Liu Xinghun's face turned iron-gray, and he said coldly: "Since we've come this far, let's just follow the course of nature. No matter what, even if we don't fight them today, as long as we can't find the Soul-Sealing Symbol, we'll inevitably have to fight them sooner or later. Since it's going to be a battle either way, let's muster up our courage and face it bravely today. Maybe that way, there's still a glimmer of hope."
"Foolish humans, instead of staying in the mortal realm, you come to my soulless domain seeking death. How ignorant! Since you like to seek death, I, the king, will fulfill your wish today and let the four of you become soulless vengeful spirits here, never to be reborn." The ominous words echoed from the bloody shadow, shocking the hearts of the four people.
A flash of red light, and the soulless Ghost King Xuan Miao appeared before the four, gazing at them with a cold demeanor. Jian Wucheng and the others let out a cry of surprise, simultaneously retreating quickly to the back. As they retreated, the Ghost King gave chase, exchanging dozens of moves in a flurry of advances and retreats. The Ghost King's red and green eyes shot out a bloody aura, firmly fixed on Bi Tian, no matter how he dodged and weaved, unable to escape.
On the other side, Gui Shuai Wu Bo was secretly resentful of Xuan Jian Wu Chen and Liu Xing Hun, so he kept attacking the two. Firstly, he could avenge himself, and secondly, he could also restrain the two, not letting them go to rescue Bi Tian. Du Li dodged the pursuit of Gui Wang and Gui Shuai, took a glance at Bi Tian who was in danger, and suddenly exerted all his strength to attack Gui Wang from the side, helping Bi Tian.
He let out a cold laugh, and the Ghost King's body erupted with a surge of bloody light. A powerful aura of blood slaughter shot towards Du Li. At the same time, the airflow around him began to take shape, forming a rotating storm of blood color as the Ghost King moved. The storm was imbued with an immense pulling force, tightly grasping Bi Tian's body and slowly drawing him closer to the Ghost King.
Bi Tian's mouth was filled with angry roars, his body struggling violently as he tried to break free from the powerful binding force. However, the Ghost King's strength was too great, known as the top expert in the ghost domain, several times more formidable than the Ghost Immortal. It was not something that could be easily shaken off. On the outside, Du Li saw Bi Tian fall into crisis and a hint of worry flashed across his eyes. He slightly raised his head, and at this moment, Du Li thought back to what had happened in the Ghost Sea that day. At that time, he himself was trapped in the Ghost Sea, but Bi Tian had disregarded his own life to save him. Today, perhaps it was his turn to rescue Bi Tian, to repay the deep affection he owed him.
The corners of his mouth rose, and a faint sense of vicissitude floated in the bottom of his eyes. At this moment, Du Li let out a loud shout, and his true yuan rapidly reversed, that kind of piercing pain to the heart was something ordinary people could not bear. His eyes flashed red light, and Du Li's body burst forth with ten times the majestic and powerful righteous energy, a dazzling red light immediately filling the entire square. With a long sword in hand, amidst a shocking and earth-shaking howl, a brilliant pillar of light with the power to split heaven and earth, madly slashed at the Ghost King and went away.
Bì Tiān, who was in a precarious situation, suddenly became aware of something and involuntarily turned his head to look. In an instant, a hint of sorrow flowed out from his eyes. The four eyes met, and both Bì Tiān and Dù Lì's eyes revealed a deep sadness. At this moment, too many things didn't need to be said. Friendship, just two short words, contains so much.
Taking a deep breath, Bi Tian whispered in his heart, Come on, let's face everything together. Whether it's life or death, everything has you and me. No longer struggling, at this time Bi Tian changed from resisting to attacking, borrowing the power of advancing, Bi Tian launched his strongest move - Ha Qi Chang Cun. The long sword swung continuously, countless scarlet lights gathered outside Bi Tian's body, forming a dazzling light shield. The powerful and scorching true yuan began to frantically gather, layer upon layer, wave after wave, ceaselessly superimposing, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a highly compressed true yuan sphere.
The Demon King let out a cold smile, looking at the two with disdain. He clasped his hands together in front of his chest, one hand facing upwards and the other downwards. The moment his hands came together, a bloody glow shot up into the sky, and the blood-colored storm around him suddenly accelerated tenfold. At the same time, countless vengeful spirits materialized from the Demon King's body, forming a dense fog of blood that swirled around him restlessly. Du Li unleashed a powerful sword strike with all his might, slashing at the Demon King's swirling blood-colored storm. Instantly, an incredibly strong sword energy clashed with the storm, producing a fierce explosion. The intense airflow generated by their mutual cancellation stirred up a heaven-shaking storm in the surroundings. A red glow flashed, and Du Li's inverted True Essence sword strike finally broke through the Demon King's blood-colored storm, heavily slashing at his body.
On this side, Bi Tian stood still in the crimson True Yuan sphere, and with a strong suction force, he suddenly rushed towards Gui Wang. Just as he was about to collide with Gui Wang, Bi Tian's eyes suddenly turned extremely cold. A teardrop fell from the corner of his eye, and a faint, mournful expression appeared. His hands spread out, and Bi Tian's eyes immediately regained their cold composure. Suddenly, his entire body erupted with True Yuan, and at this most critical moment, he unexpectedly unleashed the forbidden technique of the cultivators, the "Shattered Jade Technique". This technique was one that cultivators would use when they were on the brink of death, forcibly exploding the unyielding Yuan Shen within their bodies, transforming it into a destructive force that could shatter the heavens and destroy the earth.
The Ghost King suddenly felt a sense of danger, but it was too late to escape. Suddenly, Bi Tian's entire body burst into a brilliant light, unleashing a powerful and destructive force that struck the Ghost King with an unstoppable momentum. At the same time, Du Li's incredibly strong sword also struck the Ghost King in the same instant. A deafening crash shook the sky, and a blinding flash of light illuminated everything as the powerful explosion destroyed all buildings within a one-mile radius. The nearby battling Ghost Marshal, Jian Wucheng, and Liu Xinghun were all blown away by the massive force, their faces pale with shock.
Half empty, fresh blood scattered, sighs mixed with fierce roars, echoing in the sky above the square. Du Li's body flew down, his pale face had a faint aura of death. Opposite him, Bi Tian was covered in blood, his limbs shattered, his body broken in several places, his eyes dim, slowly falling. In mid-air, the Ghost King let out a series of fierce roars, his body shrouded in bloody mist, his ghostly face covered in dense blood, looking extremely terrifying.
With a fierce glare, the Ghost King never thought that Bi Tian would be so ruthless, even willing to self-destruct one of his three Yuan Shen. How ruthless! The Ghost King's figure flashed and he shot straight at Bi Tian, wanting to tear him into pieces to vent his anger.
Cries of alarm echoed from Jian Wucheng and Liu Xinghun's mouths, but it was too late to save him now. All they could do was cry out in shock. As Gui Wang rapidly approached Bi Tian, Jian Wucheng and Liu Xinghun both turned pale. This trip to the Ghost Realm had truly become a journey of lost souls.
He glanced at Du Li with a faint look, and Bi Tian felt very sleepy, wanting to rest well. He swept a glance at the incoming Ghost King, and Bi Tian smiled faintly, perhaps it was time to end it, wasn't it? Everything had already been destined, who could change anything? A faint smile floated on Bi Tian's face, and Zhang Ao Xue's beautiful figure suddenly flashed before his eyes. In the last moment of his death, Bi Tian still couldn't help but think of that woman who had once made him feel most moved. Unfortunately, he didn't have time to say a word of admiration before everything was over.
