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Qingfeng slightly frowned as he felt a rush of horrific soul energy from above the Ghost Saint Gong in the Three-eyed Ghost Saint’s hand. That rush of energy made even his soul trembles.
Without any suspicion, he was sure that this Ghost Saint Gong was definitely a very powerful soul dharma treasure, and it especially attacked human souls, as it unleashed the ghost energy of Hell.
The Three-eyed Ghost Saint looked at Qingfeng and said, “My Ghost Saint Gong is now already the highest grade of middle-grade saint-level devices. It is nearly a higher-tier saint-level device. You won’t die in vain, now that you’ll be killed by this.”
Spirit dharma treasures were especially rare in the self-cultivation realm, but it would become more powerful once it reached the saint-level grade, as it would be much more powerful than other dharma treasures in terms of attack ability.
Self-cultivators or demonic beasts, or even other ghost or demonic creatures, they had the weakest spirit energy. The spirit energy was also the easiest to attack, and once it was attacked, the wound would be incurable.
Qingfeng looked at the Ghost Saint Gong before him, but he wasn’t afraid even if it released immensely powerful energy, because his spirit energy was extremely powerful. Plus, the Black-White Millstone in his mind was no weakling.
As long as the Black-white Millstone wanted, it could even eat the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint before him, not to mention a mere Ghost Saint Gong.
Qingfeng still hasn’t spoken with the Black-white Millstone yet, as he wanted to train his combat abilities, and especially spirit energy, because his spirit energy has always been fairly weak.
He has always used physical attacks on the enemies he had previously encountered, and this Three-eyed Ghost Saint would test his spirit energy and increase his soul power in some ways.
His power would grow stronger, only once it has gone through the test of life and death.
The Three-eyed Ghost Saint coldly smiled, as murderous intent appeared in his eyes. He used his hand to heavily clap above the Ghost Saint Gong. With a ‘bang’ sound, a ray of black Light of Spirit shot out from above the Ghost Saint Gong.
The Light of Spirit moved incredibly fast, as it tore through the air, and charged heavily towards Qingfeng’s body.
Qingfeng didn’t care at all, as he activated his mortal purgatory body to combine the spirit energy and mortal purgatory body power in his fist.
His right fist clashed heavily forward to form a black spirit whirlpool. It was especially powerful, as it clashed onto the Ghost Saint Gong’s spirit attack, and a loud sound shook the sky.
Bang!
The entire space around was shattered by the sound wave attack, as one after another, cracks appeared in the space.
Within the spatial cracks, one could see ghosts and devils that screamed inside. They wanted to get out, but were unable to, because their bodies were inside another space.
This rush of wild energy spread all around, such that even Black Puppy, Sky-Devouring Snake, and Treasure-Hunting Mouse felt it from far away. All of their faces changed, as they activated their demonic essence in a hurry to form a defensive light beam, in an attempt to block the sound wave attack.
They were all saint grade demonic beasts with great backgrounds, but were still extremely fearful of the sound wave attack.
Tap, tap, tap, tap…
Qingfeng and the Three-eyed Ghost Saint both stepped back a few times, as they looked at each other with concern. They both felt the powers of each other’s spirit energy.
Confusion appeared in Qingfeng’s eyes, as he said, “I have now mastered the eighth Strangle Hell Fist technique, the Spirit Whirlpool Fist. It’s incredibly powerful and it destroyed the Sky Ghost Tree just a while ago with one punch. Why can’t it destroy the Ghost Saint Gong?”
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The Three-eyed Ghost Saint said with disdain, “Your Strangle Hell Fist is powerful, but your own ability is far too low. You’re only a lower-grade Saint, and the spirit energy you can release is limited. If you’re at the same level as me and have a higher spirit energy, then you could definitely destroy my Ghost Saint Gong with one punch.”
The Three-eyed Ghost Saint channeled his internal ghost essence, as he clapped the Ghost Saint Gong in his hands nonstop. Rays and rays of black Lights of Spirit were unleashed.
The Lights of Spirit shattered the air, tore through the space, containing horrific energy that charged heavily forward.
Qingfeng showed no signs of weakness, as he waved his Strangle Hell Fist nonstop, and it clashed onto the light of the Ghost Saint Gong, as it rumbled in great sound.
One after another cracks appeared below the entire bottomless end, as if an earthquake had happened. At the same time, one after another black whirlpool appeared, as it rolled around nonstop like a black hole in the universe.
Qingfeng and the Three-eyed Ghost Saint fought nonstop, and without an end, even after over hundred attacks, it was still hard to determine who won and who lost.
Other ghost creatures around were shocked when they saw this, as disbelief filled their eyes.
“What is happening? Our master is a middle-tier Ghost Saint, why can’t he kill that human Qingfeng?”
“Qingfeng is truly too powerful, he can even tie with our master’s spirit energy.”
“That’s because our master hasn’t used his third eye yet. Once used, he can definitely kill that human.”
All the ghost creatures around discussed passionately without an end.
They all spoke in the ghost dialect, and used spirit energy to communicate.
Qingfeng’s spirit energy was especially powerful, as he listened in on the conversations of those ghost creatures around him and knew what they spoke of.
His face slightly changed, as shock appeared in his heart.
Just then, he suddenly realized that the Three-eyed Ghost Saint’s third eye was his most powerful technique, as it could turn everything and anything into rocks. Yet he hadn’t used it since Qingfeng arrived.
Qingfeng had a hypothesis that although the Three-Eyed Ghost Saint was only useful s practice for him to increase his spirit energy and attack ability, the Three-eyed Ghost Saint might have the same thought. It was rare to meet such a powerful opponent with great spirit energy, so the Ghost Saint refused to use his most powerful attack at the start.
Qingfeng knew that he had to quickly end the battle. He had to shatter the Ghost Saint Gong in the Three-eyed Ghost Saint’s hands, and then it would force the Ghost Saint to use his strongest attack. Life and death would be determined then, and so it was disadvantageous for Qingfeng to prolong the fight.
Qingfeng was an outsider, as this wasn’t his turf. Plus he needed the essence qi of heaven and earth as a self-cultivator, and not this ghost energy.
The bottomless end below was primarily filled with ghost energy, while there was hardly any real vital essence in the air.
After the Three-eyed Ghost Saint had spent great amounts of ghost energy, he could quickly recover his ghost energy from the air around, recovering its strength in the shortest time.
The Golden Flame inside Qingfeng’s body flowed along his body, as it entered his right middle and index finger.
Qingfeng knew that he had to deal with these ghost creatures, and the Flame was the best option.
The Three-eyed Ghost Saint’s face slightly changed when he saw the Golden Flame that danced above Qingfeng’s middle and index finger. He could clearly feel the horrifically high temperature of these flames, it was of over ten thousand degrees high, and it threatened him.