Wu Daoxu's eyes were full of resentment; within a short period, the Gu Worms had already surrounded him. Xu Huoyao had started to entwine his legs, seemingly intent on devouring him completely.

"You filthy pair, filthy pair! Watch me slaughter you!"

His eyes slowly shifted from crimson to black, the pupils expanding to fully cover the whites. Upon realizing he had been played, the last thread in his heart snapped completely, as he chose to let those powers that shouldn't have belonged to him devour his soul.

At this moment, his desire for revenge had reached its peak, being his only motivation to live in the world. Originally, Wu Daoxu was still trying to control his emotions to maintain the last shred of dignity as a disciple of the Fan Yin Sect. But this was mercilessly shattered in front of these two people.

The frenzied howling from his mouth was terrifying, his body tensed and arched, unleashing all his strength. Black mist rose and coiled around him, and the veins on his neck bulged as they writhed like a mad snake.

Then, under the shocked gaze of the two, he unexpectedly exploded!

The pitch-black, dazzling fireworks made the young couple stare at each other wide-eyed; they had never seen such a scene before.

"Even if you can't win, don't think of committing suicide..."

"No, this scent is off, ghostly aura?"

A small twitch at the tip of the nose.

These words immediately silenced Jiang Feng, who was mocking from above.

His eyes squinted, one hand behind his back, seemingly in the middle of casting a spell. Holding a piece of talisman paper between his fingers, it continually burned. He was originally a bold yet meticulous person, leaving no loose ends in whatever he did.

"This is a Ghost Cultivator."

"The techniques of a Ghost Cultivator are almost identical to those of many Southern Border disciples. The original concept of ghost cultivation also originated from us at the Southern Border, with countless ties to Gu Worms, yet not completely the same."

"Southern Border disciples refine various Poison Insects into Gu entities, even placing them in their bodies to feed with flesh and blood for personal control. The method of Ghost Cultivators is similar, but they don't use Poison Insects."

"Instead, they use Human Souls and flesh, strictly speaking, the souls of those who died tragically with endless hatred after being tortured to the extreme."

"After death, one's soul can be collected. Especially for practitioners, their souls do not dissipate like an ordinary person's. After severe torture, these Yin Souls are left only with malice and resentment. Fusing these extreme grievances into the blood and flesh of those practitioners forms the prototype of a Ghost Cultivator."

"I haven't seen techniques quite like his, nor have I heard from elders at home. But it should be roughly the same. So, should we slay him or capture him alive? His abilities are somewhat interesting."

In terms of knowledge, Cen Yueyue was a notch higher.

After all, she was the Southern Border Saintess, and being from such a remote area attracted various Evil Cultivators. To ordinary people, the Poison Insect swamp was an inhospitable environment, but to some Evil Cultivators, it stimulated their power growth.

Ghost Cultivators were among them.

She turned her head to ask her man's opinion since Jiang Feng had lured him out. Besides, she could tell that there was a considerable grudge between them, and she was clever enough to guess who this person was.

Don't forget, it was Cen Yueyue who accompanied Jiang Feng when he was chased by Wu Mingsheng, evading capture day and night.

"Ah, ah ah ah!!!"

The howling from his mouth continued. The exploded veins and the rolling flesh made one feel a bit nauseous. The black blood that flowed made sizzling sounds upon touching the ground, and under the corrosion of this black blood, the Xu Huoyao that had climbed up his legs scattered directly.

The Xu Huoyao touched by the black blood turned brown and then gray at a visible speed, ceasing completely after frantic writhing. It was the first time the emotion named panicking appeared among Xu Huoyao, scattering immediately with Wu Daoxu as the center, not a single Gu Worm dared to come close within a ten-foot radius.

Even the black blood splattered was quickly avoided. Upon contact with the ground, it acted like acid, eroding the entire surface, leaving a patch of decaying vegetation.

"Interesting, keep him alive."

"Hmm, I had the same thought, it's my first time seeing Xu Huoyao display such an emotion."

Staring directly at Wu Daoxu before her, although they exchanged words back and forth, the time he was enveloped by black blood wasn't too long. The black blood that splattered quickly crawled towards Wu Daoxu's broken form, soon covering half of his body.

At the sight, Jiang Feng immediately thought of "venom," but now he realized this so-called black blood was likely not just the blood of a cultivator, but more like a living entity.

A unique life refined from the finest blood and flesh of a cultivator, just watching it was spine-chilling.

Neither Jiang Feng nor Cen Yueyue moved to stop it, not just out of confidence in their own strength, but also to see what exactly Wu Daoxu had learned. Soon, his body was mostly covered with black blood, especially the right side of his face, which was emitting the sound of scorching flesh.

"No wonder that side of his face looks like a melted candle, so it's... be careful!"

Raised his hand to block.

The half of the body covered in black blood was a different person from the original Wu Daoxu. The speed was so fast that even Cen Yueyue nearly failed to react, starting with Jiang Feng moving to block this attack.

The couple retreated dozens of meters at the same time, and even the iron wire used to block the attack was covered in black blood, continuously making a sizzling sound. At that moment, Jiang Feng seemed to glimpse some fragmented memories, with familiar faces flashing through his mind.

"This is..."

The expression paused, it was his first experience with the uniqueness of ghost cultivation, but the deranged man merely swung his hand, and the whole arm stretched tens of meters, grabbing Jiang Feng's wrist.

"Since that's the case, you filthy pair will die together, die! Hahahaha!"

With force.

Under the loss of balance, the youth was pulled into the air, even Jiang Feng himself was dumbfounded. The strength was so overwhelming even he found it hard to counter, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Divine Sword Thunder, shock!"

A shout.

The Thunder Technique erupted instantly from within, and even the Demon Heart Technique had a faint stirring posture, with sword Qi bursting forth from the palm-held iron wire teamed with purple Thunder Technique striking it head-on.

A flash of firelight burst in the center of the battlefield. Although Wu Daoxu's power increased dramatically in his berserk state, even so, there remained an essential gap between him and the two before him.

Taking a couple of steps back to stabilize his form, Wu Daoxu hadn't caught up yet, but three silver hairpins shot straight through, aiming at the various acupoints on his body. However, the bizarre black blood seemed to possess spiritual intelligence, actively meeting the attack.

Plop—

The silver hairpins couldn't penetrate the black blood at all, getting bounced back upon contact.

The black blood's bounce resembled a non-Newtonian fluid, growing stronger the stronger the force, weaker the lesser. But Cen Yueyue's expression didn't relax at all, clutching her palm tightly.

"Burning Body of the Fire."

She spoke the four words without emotion.

The scorching heat surged forth, Phoenix Feather manifested between her brows, and even those eyes resembled Phoenix Eyes.

Shock and anger overwhelmed him; he had considered that the woman's strength was formidable, but hadn't expected it to be terrifying to this extent,

This was her form when serious.

In just a couple of moves, she shattered Wu Daoxu's defense. The black blood gushed, with just a frontal clash, he fell into disadvantage.

Though the woman possessed beauty akin to a doll, appearing so adorable, the cold expression and contemptuous gaze pierced into Wu Daoxu's heart like steel needles.

The Yin Soul once again clouded his mind, making Wu Daoxu erupt on the spot,

Their power wasn't on the same level.

To be honest.

Miss Cen was in a bad mood.

This was her form when serious.

In just a couple of moves, she shattered Wu Daoxu's defense. The black blood gushed, with just a frontal clash, he fell into disadvantage.

Though the woman possessed beauty akin to a doll, appearing so adorable, the cold expression and contemptuous gaze pierced into Wu Daoxu's heart like steel needles.

The Yin Soul once again clouded his mind, making Wu Daoxu erupt on the spot,

Their power wasn't on the same level.

To be honest.

Miss Cen was in a bad mood.

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