Ten Tailed Fox

Chapter 2175 Great Ghost Technique, Burying the Heavens
Now that these three top experts have appeared in the world, who can be their match?

As celestial emperors, they didn't take Vimalakirti seriously at all.

"Get out of here, you bitch! Bring out someone from your Asura clan who can take charge!"

However, no sooner had one of the Ghost Kings finished speaking than a cold, sharp whisper was heard.

"It's noisy."

A flash of scarlet blood appeared in Vimalakirti's eyes.

The next moment, the Ghost King's eyes widened suddenly. Before he could react, a slender hand containing boundless destructive power pressed down on his head!
Bang! ! !
With a loud bang, the Ghost King's head exploded instantly, and blood mist and ghostly energy scattered everywhere!

All the demons present were utterly terrified.

"What?"

A Ghost Emperor is dead?!

The remaining two ghost emperors' expressions changed drastically, and they both gasped in shock, a fear they had never felt before rising in their hearts.

Immortal Emperors are practically the pinnacle of this world. Who could believe that such a figure could be so easily killed in an instant?
The two ghost emperors immediately ordered, "Kill her!"

"kill!"

The army of a hundred demons roared and swept in, with howling winds and overwhelming ghostly energy. Countless evil spirits bared their fangs and claws, surging towards Vimalakirti like a black tide.

However, Vimalakirti only slowly raised his head.

Her aura continued to expand, intertwined with blood-red light, making her appear like an unparalleled Asura standing between heaven and earth.

"If it weren't for you bunch of bastards getting in my way, things wouldn't have come to this." Vimalakirti's eyes were bloodshot. "Inuer may be a fool, but you will all pay for her life today!"

Vimalakirti unleashed a punch filled with rage, transforming into a destructive beam of light that surged into the army of demons.

Wherever the fist passed, hordes of evil spirits vanished into thin air, not even having time to utter a scream.

In just a few breaths, she swept away hundreds of ghosts single-handedly.

"Just who is this woman?"

Upon seeing this, the two ghost kings' expressions changed drastically, and they began to consider retreating. However, Vimalakirti's eyes told them that it would be difficult for them to escape today.

"We'll fight! Are we afraid of a woman?!" The two unleashed their supreme immortal techniques and attacked together. Their ghostly energy transformed into a raging black tide, blotting out the sky and attempting to completely engulf her.

However, Vimalakirti did not dodge or evade at all; instead, the oppressive aura emanating from his body was even more terrifying.

A moment later, amidst billowing dust, two dark figures were sent flying backwards in a sorry state, like kites with broken strings, forcefully blasted from the dungeon into the sky before barely managing to stop themselves.

The two Ghost Kings possessed vast and profound auras, and their bodies were surrounded by Netherfire powerful enough to freeze souls.

The remaining two Ghost Emperors are named Yougu and Shayan, respectively.

In the past, they were beings that struck fear into the hearts of all beings in the underworld; a single stomp of their feet would send powerful beings from all races trembling in terror.

However, at this moment, the faces of these two Ghost Emperors were filled with disbelief and horror. "This... how is this possible?!" You Gu clutched his chest, black blood seeping from between his fingers. He stared intently at the proud figure standing in the center of the distant ruins, his voice trembling, "Both are at the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm, how could she possess such terrifying explosive power?"

At the edge of their vision, the dust slowly dissipated, revealing a tall and eerie figure.

At this moment, Vimalakirti was no longer an unknown golden immortal, but a king, a battle king who surpassed all Asuras!
His dark red armor, seemingly forged from fresh blood, gleamed with an eerie sheen in the dim light.

Her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, dancing wildly in the raging storm of immortal power, each strand seemingly containing the sharpness to cleave through the void.

Vimalakirti slowly raised his eyelids. His eyes had no pupils, only a chaotic sea of ​​blood, a pure and extreme killing intent.

"Is that all you've got?" She parted her lips slightly, her voice hoarse and magnetic, carrying an innate contempt. "I've wasted so much of my energy suppressing you all these years. It seems I overestimated the so-called Ghost Emperor. If I had known, I would have released you bunch of trash from the seal. It would have saved me a lot of trouble."

Upon hearing this humiliation, the Demon King on the other side became ferocious, and his originally terrified eyes were gradually replaced by shame and anger.

"You wretched woman, do you really think I can't deal with you!" the Demon King roared, his ghostly aura surging wildly. "Qingying was killed by your sneak attack, it was entirely his own stupidity. The two of us won't give ourselves away."

The Ghost King of the Nether Bone also calmed down. He and the Nightmare of Slaughter exchanged a glance, and they both saw the sinister look in each other's eyes.

"The third brother is dead, we can no longer hold back." The Ghost King of the Nether Bone transmitted his voice in a sinister tone, "Join forces! Use the Great Ghost Technique to kill her in one fell swoop. Her Asura blood is a great tonic!"

"Alright! Let's join forces and kill her!"

Their long-standing tacit understanding allowed them to reach a consensus instantly.

In an instant, the color of heaven and earth changed.

Behind the Ghost King of the Bone, a purgatory of white bones appeared, with countless skeletons emitting mournful screams.

The Demon King of Nightmare transformed into a sky full of black mist, from which thousands of distorted human faces emerged, and curses resounded through the heavens.

"The Great Demon Technique is unique to our race, surpassing even the Great Immortal Technique. Its power can even rival that of the Supreme Immortal Technique. This move will surely kill you!"

"Great Demonic Technique, Bury the Heavens!"

Two terrifying forces, each capable of destroying a vast world, converged in the air, forming a monstrous face that blotted out the sky, its gaping maw devouring Vimalakirti.

This attack combined the full immortal power of the two Ghost Emperors; even a powerhouse of the same level would surely die if they were to take it head-on.

However, faced with this devastating attack, Vimalakirti not only showed no intention of retreating, but instead curled a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth.

"You call this thing 'Burial of Heaven'?" She chuckled, her laughter growing louder and louder until it finally erupted into a maniacal laugh that shook the very void. "Whether it can bury the heavens or not, I don't know, but your lives are going to be lost here!"

She slowly raised her right hand, and in her palm, a dark red vortex was compressing wildly, radiating the purest destructive power.

"The Hundred Ghosts Clan is wiped out today."

The sea of ​​blood in Vimalakirti's eyes instantly boiled, and a violent aura several times more terrifying than the combined power of the two demon kings erupted from her body like a volcano.

Half an hour later, above the city of Feitian, the sky of the underworld trembled slightly, as if an even more terrifying will was descending.

A moment later, six streaks of light pierced the sky and sped toward them; they were the six immortals of Kunlun who had escaped earlier.

"Well, is that woman dead?" The Orange-Robed Immortal King's forehead was dripping with cold sweat as he gazed at the silent Non-Heavenly City, still shaken. "A terrifying fluctuation occurred here; it must have been Vimalakirtitra clashing with the three Demon Kings!"