162: Power of ghosts and gods

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, leaving the old Devil Head, Cruel Thousand Souls, unable to react for a moment, staring at Ji Mo's actions in dumbfounded silence.

Ji Mo ignored the reactions of others and instead happily put away the broken ghost claw arm.

Ji Mo locked his Divine Sense and gaze onto Cruel Thousand Souls. "Hey, I heard from them that you are the so-called number one on the Fierce Ranking; do you have any more of those tricks from just now?"

As he said this, he stared at the old Devil Head with a face full of greed.

Cruel Thousand Souls' old face turned livid; he twitched under the gaze that treated him like food.

"This is simply too bullying, too bullying! I will definitely kill you!"

"Ten Thousand Ghosts God-Killing Formation, rise!"

Cruel Thousand Souls waved his large hand, and a pitch-black, evil Formation Plate flew out from his black robe's sleeve, rapidly merging with the heaven and earth in the air.

Bursts of mysterious runes began to appear between heaven and earth, enveloping Ji Mo and Cruel Thousand Souls within the Formation.

For a moment, Yin winds blew, and a huge, evil, and terrifying black hole suddenly appeared within the Formation, from which shrill, miserable wails emerged.

"Gate of the Ghost Race, open!"

With an evil roar, endless departed Souls and fierce ghosts poured out crazily from the black hole, their numbers immeasurable.

In an instant, the space within the Formation was filled with these Ghost Race members. Although it was called the Ten Thousand Ghosts Formation, as Ji Mo's Divine Sense swept over it, the number was at least several hundred thousand, and they were still pouring out from the black hole.

Cruel Thousand Souls stretched out his withered branch-like finger, pointed at Ji Mo, and let out a shrill roar: "That member of the Human Race is the blood food prepared for you; devour him for me."

These hundreds of thousands of Ghost Race members had long been attracted by the surging power of Qi and blood in Ji Mo's body. If there were only a few dozen, or even a few thousand or tens of thousands, these Ghost Race members would have run away long ago. But now, with the Yin Qi so dense within the Formation, not to mention the augmentation of the Formation's power, the Qi and blood on Ji Mo's body were supreme delicacies to these Ghost Race members—a massive tonic—and they had long wanted to greedily rush up.

Now that they had received the order, these Ghost Race members were like lechers encountering a peerless beauty; naturally, they could no longer restrain themselves.

For a time, within the Formation, Yin winds howled and fierce ghosts shrieked. Anyone with a weak will would have already been scared to death, but Ji Mo was naturally unaffected.

Since entering the Endless Sea Region, Ji Mo himself was not quite sure how many humans and Yao Beasts he had killed, but it was at least several million.

Ji Mo was unafraid, waiting for the arrival of these fierce ghosts with a calm expression. At this moment, Ji Mo suddenly spoke.

"Hey, old ghost, are you here to be funny? Did you not see the weapon I used to deal with that Big Turtle earlier?"

Cruel Thousand Souls was also a bit dumbfounded by Ji Mo's rhetorical question. Ji Mo did not wait for his answer and continued.

"Oh, that's right, it seems there really is no Buddhism in this Plane. Although I dislike Buddhism and despise those hypocritical monks, I have to admit that this school of thought truly has its own way of suppressing evil."

The dumbfounded Cruel Thousand Souls became even more bewildered upon hearing Ji Mo say this.

However, the next moment he understood, and his heart shattered.

"heaven and earth creation bell! Suppress them for me!"

The moment the heaven and earth creation bell appeared, Ji Mo's Hand Seal had already been struck into the bell body. There was no need to exert full power; for these minor ghosts with only Void Shattering Realm or Condensing Gang Realm cultivation, it was a dimensionality-reduction strike.

"Clang!"

A special ripple that shook the Soul emanated from the heaven and earth creation bell. Wherever the sound wave passed, these Ghost Race members all stopped in their tracks.

Each one had a dull gaze, like children being caressed by their mothers; the vicious and evil fierce ghosts actually revealed expressions of comfort as if bathing in sunlight.

This was the sound of compassion inherent to the heaven and earth creation bell.

Seeing this situation, Cruel Thousand Souls' expression changed drastically. "How can this be! What kind of power is this, and why is its suppression of the Ghost Race so great?"

"Move! Kill!" Cruel Thousand Souls naturally could not just wait for capture. He activated his Saint power, and endless Yin evil Qi filled the heaven and earth of the Formation.

The millions of Ghost Race members, replenished by this evil aura, were awakened. Within the Formation, fierce ghosts howled again and lunged toward Ji Mo.

"You are truly seeking death. Since you want to die so much, I will show mercy and deliver you!"

"Clang, clang, clang..."

Nine consecutive bell rings sounded, and a Soul attack, several to over a dozen times more powerful than the first, spread in all directions.

The terrifying sound waves were like physical substance. Wherever they passed, these Ghost Race members were directly vaporized one by one. Even those powerful individuals were directly vaporized after the nine sound waves passed.

After this wave of attacks, the heaven and earth fell silent. Yin Qi, ghost Qi, evil Qi, and Devilish Qi were all purified, and the Formation was shattered by this attack.

The black hole was also slowly closing and dissipating. This Formation could not be said to be weak; although the cultivation of the Ghost Race members was not high, they excelled in their sheer numbers.

Moreover, these numerous Ghost Race members primarily attacked the Soul. If other Saint Ranks encountered this move without special means, it would indeed be very troublesome.

Unfortunately, they encountered Ji Mo; it was a natural counter, suppressed to death.

"Old Devil, do you have any other tricks? If not, I'm going to kill you."

Ji Mo's current attitude was truly a bit arrogant!

Cruel Thousand Souls was also exceptionally furious; since he became famous, no one had ever been so arrogant in front of him.

However, he was also feeling very uneasy in his heart now. He did not expect that with his Peak Second Heaven of the Saint Rank cultivation, he would actually be unable to kill this brat before him.

There was even a risk of falling now, but there was no turning back. He could only fight; gritting his teeth, he had no choice but to use his final move.

"Brat, aren't you physically strong! Today I will let you see what a Ghost God Body is!"

"Ghost God Possession!"

Cruel Thousand Souls' voice carried a sense of madness. The Saint power behind him surged crazily, runes appeared, and a special magic circle condensed beneath his feet.

The magic circle was formed, and a dense, dark aura spread throughout the heaven and earth. The magic circle's light flared brilliantly, carrying a mysterious and solemn color.

This aura was different from the previous evil aura; this was pure dark energy, extremely destructive, and also had a faint divinity.

A phantom began to slowly appear above the magic circle. This phantom seemed human yet not human; a unique and noble aura emerged, as if it were a life form of a higher level.

"Possess!"

That phantom was nearly a hundred meters tall, looking down at Cruel Thousand Souls; it seemed as if a transaction had been reached between the two.

The phantom drilled into Cruel Thousand Souls' body. "Ah!..."

Shrill screams constantly issued from Cruel Thousand Souls' mouth, and his thin, small body wrapped in a black robe began to expand continuously.

The black robe burst open, revealing his withered body. Inside his body, it was as if thousands upon thousands of little insects were squirming, filling out his shriveled body, which looked very disgusting.

Accompanied by screams, the old Devil finally turned into a giant over ten meters tall.

"Hehe! Brat, you made me pay a portion of my Soul power in exchange for this tyrannical strength. I will extract your Soul and sacrifice it to the Ghost God; I believe he will be satisfied."

Looking at this muscular, non-human old man, Ji Mo was also full of Battle Intent. "Come and fight!"

The two bodies, one large and one small, rushed toward each other simultaneously—one black-gold, one pitch-black.

Ji Mo summoned the heaven and earth creation bell to shroud himself, adding another layer of defensive power to himself. The two masses of light collided fiercely.

"Bang! Bang..."

Attacks where fists met flesh; it was all collisions of fists and flesh. In the sky and on the ground, it was all the collision of the two masses of light.

For a time, the sea surface seemed to have been attacked by missiles, with huge waves soaring into the sky. Countless ocean Yao Beasts suffered; Yao Beasts with cultivation below the Void Shattering Realm all floated to the surface of the sea with their white bellies upturned.

Those onlookers were dumbfounded.

"Damn, I've lived for forty-some years and this is the first time I've seen this kind of battle."

"Who the hell told me that Body Cultivators are weak? Is this weak? My eyes can't even keep up with their speed."

"If this were to punch me, I might end up all black and blue!"

"Brother, be confident; remove the word 'might'. Also, it wouldn't be 'black and blue', but 'scattered here and there'."

"This is truly an eye-opener. I have seen Body Cultivator battles before, but none were as violent as what's before my eyes."

"Nonsense! In this Endless Sea Region, most of those Body Cultivators are at the Xiantian Realm. These two in the arena are at the Saint Rank, how can they be the same!"

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The two in the arena had exchanged at least a hundred moves. Ji Mo's current state was not good; this old Devil's 'Inviting God Possession' power was indeed tyrannical.