161: Battle against Li Qianhun

Cruel Thousand Souls was startled in his heart. "This brat just went through a terrifying battle; how is he still so at ease after taking my move?"

Ji Mo was also somewhat confused. He had thought it was one of his previous enemies hiding in the shadows waiting for an opportunity to strike, but instead, someone he had never seen before had appeared.

"Who are you, and why do you attack me? Is it because of those factions?"

"Hehehe, this old man is not someone those people can order around. Brat, I have taken a fancy to your Physical Body; obediently offer it up to me!"

Cruel Thousand Souls had ultimately struck first. Since he had already come and his identity was exposed, although this brat was very strong, he had just gone through a major battle, and he did not believe he was not exhausted.

Besides, he was a powerhouse at the Peak of the Second Heaven of the Saint Rank, so there was no way he would be afraid of this brat!

Seeing this, the pitch-black Holy Light behind Cruel Thousand Souls suddenly expanded. In an instant, ghostly Qi surged to the heavens, and the sky for ten thousand meters behind him was completely obscured.

The Martial Artists in that direction could not escape in time and were all enveloped by this terrifying ghostly Qi.

"Ah..."

Miserable sounds continuously came from the heaven and earth shrouded in this ghost mist, accompanied by various curses, but it was all useless; their lives were mercilessly devoured.

At the same time, an incomparably evil and eerie ghost claw reached out from this ghost mist. Accompanied by the sounds of ghosts wailing and wolves howling, it oppressed the mind, just like the Avici Hell.

"Puff! Puff!"

Wherever the ghost claw passed, space was torn apart, continuously emitting the sound of shattering mirrors. The ghost claw continued to expand, and in the blink of an eye, it grew to ten thousand meters in size.

It grabbed fiercely towards Ji Mo. Wherever the ghost claw passed, nothing remained; everything perished and turned into nothingness.

"Sun and Moon Inverted Evil Ghost Soul-Devouring Claw!" Cruel Thousand Souls roared. "Ji Mo, I have taken a fancy to your body. When my son performs Possession on you, he will surely continue your glory."

"You can go with peace of mind, hehehehe!"

This move was very strong, definitely exceeding the Heaven Rank spear technique strike from the Spear Saint. Furthermore, the shrill ghost wailing sound also carried a Soul attack and was accompanied by the power of space-time imprisonment.

Ji Mo felt the space around him was like a quagmire. The space seemed to have been reinforced and was as heavy as a mountain; the space that he could easily tear apart was now no longer so easy to break.

At the same time, his Soul and will were also affected by the sound of the evil ghost howling, causing waves of dizziness.

At this moment, inside his Sea of Consciousness, the one-inch Sword Soul trembled, and Ji Mo's consciousness immediately cleared. This was the Sword Soul automatically protecting its master.

"How bold. It seems I haven't killed ruthlessly enough, as there are still people who don't know the immensity of heaven and earth and come to seek death."

"Instant Burst! Instant Burst! Instant Burst!..."

Ji Mo was also thoroughly enraged. Even if you imprison space-time, so what? Am I the type of person to run away? No matter who you are, you must die today.

He threw over a hundred punches in succession, each with the power of thirty thousand Dragons. The ghost claw a thousand meters away was directly beaten back step by step by Ji Mo's unreasonable, terrifying power, and finally, it exploded directly.

Cruel Thousand Souls was shocked in his heart. Beneath his black robe, his hidden ghost face was full of caution. His strike was at least an attack of the Second Heaven of the Saint Rank.

It had actually been blocked by this brat who had just traversed the Endless Sea Region, and it did not even look like he was struggling. "This brat is not easy to deal with!"

Originally, the fluctuations from Ji Mo's battle with the Qi Blood Giant Turtle had already attracted many onlookers at the Boundary Marker Pass.

Now that Ji Mo was fighting with Cruel Thousand Souls, after such a long time, at least several thousand people had run to the vicinity of this battlefield to watch.

None of these people were weak; they were all at the Peak of the Condensing Gang Realm, and most were at the Void Shattering Realm cultivation level. There was no lack of knowledgeable and experienced people among them.

"This old demon has actually appeared? I wonder why he is fighting with Ji Mo. I haven't heard that he has any connection with those factions!"

"Big brother, who is this old demon you are talking about?"

"This is the number one on the Fierce List, Cruel Thousand Souls! I did not expect that after living in seclusion for a hundred years, he would emerge with the cultivation of the Second Heaven of the Saint Rank. Truly terrifying!"

"Hiss, is this the number one fierce person who caused monstrous slaughter back then?"

"Buddy, keep your voice down. You are not Ji Mo; if that old demon hears you, he will destroy you with a casual wave of his hand!"

These people were conversing heatedly from dozens or even hundreds of miles away. Both of them were figures famous in the Endless Sea Region, so they naturally attracted attention and had their identities recognized.

"Old geezer, anyone who dares to provoke me must die. I haven't killed anyone at the Second Heaven of the Saint Rank yet; today, I will use you to sacrifice the flag."

After Ji Mo finished speaking, he swung both fists continuously at Cruel Thousand Souls. Ji Mo was liking Instant Burst more and more now; with the blessing of the heaven and earth furnace and a constant supply of monster beast pills, his stamina was endless.

This move was like a Gatling gun with an infinite magazine, and it was also invisible and intangible; it was hard for anyone not being attacked to notice it.

Cruel Thousand Souls sensed an attack coming. With a wave of his black robe, the vast expanse of ghostly Qi behind him gathered and enveloped his front.

"Puff, puff, puff..."

The invisible force struck into this ghostly Qi like a mud ox entering the sea, with only the sound of bubbles bursting.

"This Second Heaven of the Saint Rank is indeed not to be underestimated; his methods are extraordinary." Ji Mo pondered to himself, surprised that the opponent had not even attacked and had easily defended against his series of attacks.

Cruel Thousand Souls gave a sinister laugh. "Such strong power, and you are even a dual cultivator of Spirit and Martial! I am increasingly valuing your Physical Body. It seems that if I do not bring out some real means, I will not be able to take you down!"

"Hand of Hell!"

Ghostly Qi filled the sky as it rose from the sea surface. The Yin Qi, resentment, ghostly Qi, and vengeful spirits within a thousand-mile radius were all pulled by this power.

The onlookers retreated frantically, not daring to get within a hundred miles, only daring to watch from afar using special means. Cruel Thousand Souls' methods were too overbearing and covered a large area.

Endless dark aura billowed up and gathered in front of Cruel Thousand Souls. The ghostly Qi began to condense, finally forming a ten-thousand-meter-high gate of Hell.

This gate of Hell was blood-red all over, supported by door pillars formed by two evil Dragons, with two statues of Rakshasa evil ghosts on the gate.

"Brat, let's see what you use to block this strike. Surrender to me!"

"Hand of Hell, destroy!"

"Creak," the ancient gate of Hell slowly opened, and a claw nearly five thousand meters in size reached out from behind the gate.

On the six fingers, the nails were sharp, and the shrill sound of tearing through the air was exceptionally ear-piercing.

The entirely red arm was then revealed.

Just the forearm of the entire arm was fully ten thousand meters long. It was impossible to know what the creature behind this giant hand looked like or just how terrifying it was.

Now Ji Mo was somewhat distressed. Regarding his attack methods, currently, only his sword techniques could face these giant monsters or attacks.

Although his Physical Body strength was very strong, he was at a disadvantage in terms of size; he looked just like an ant and was not intimidating enough.

If the body is not enough, use weapons to make up for it. The remaining fifty thousand-plus small furnace units condensed into the heaven and earth creation bell, enlarging it to five thousand meters in size.

"I'll blast you apart!"

Ji Mo held up the heaven and earth creation bell with both hands, swinging it like a giant hammer, and smashed it violently towards the ghost claw extending from the gate of Hell.

"Boom!"

This strike could be described as earth-shattering; the power exceeded Ji Mo's imagination. He felt that this strike had at least the power of forty-five thousand Dragons.

The heaven and earth creation bell disintegrated with a bang, but the huge ghost claw was also smashed, breaking off three fingers under this strike.

"Ah!"

A shrill roar actually came from within the gate of Hell, as if this giant hand was really a part of an unknown creature.

It was a pity that the heaven and earth creation bell could no longer keep up with the current intensity; he still needed to hurry up and evolve it.

The intense pain caused the ghost claw to retract for a moment. How could Ji Mo give it a chance? His body shot straight towards the ghost claw.

"Hegemon Fist — Dark Force!"

"That old turtle could defend against my punch, let's see if you can withstand it. Die!"

The power of forty-three thousand Dragons was driven directly into the center of the ghost claw's palm. This ghost claw was still intending to crush Ji Mo, but unfortunately, it was too late.

"Explode for me!"

The violent power exploded inside the ghost claw. In an instant, the palm of the ghost claw exploded, flesh and blood flying everywhere, and the remaining three fingers were broken off.

"Ah!"

An even shriller scream than the last one came from within the gate, and the broken arm was also quickly retracting.

Ji Mo felt a real tactile sensation under this strike; this should be a real creature.

He just did not know which Plane it was from. As long as it was a real thing, it was all his resources; how could he let it run away?

"Want to run? Since you've come, leave something behind for me!"

Ji Mo's speed increased even more. He rushed to the front of the gate of Hell and threw ten consecutive punches at the thick arm.

"Explode!"

Following Ji Mo's violent shout, the ghost claw's arm exploded and was severed. The remaining piece, nearly five thousand meters in size, was collected by Ji Mo.