Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

The lich's entire body was shrouded in black mist, and he wore a black robe that covered even the top of his head.

His eyes, shrouded in black robes and black mist, emitted an eerie red glow.

"Hmph!" The lich snorted angrily, pointing his withered, corpse-like hand at Jin Ping'er, and said in a deep voice:
"I was going to let you off the hook, but you've proven stubborn. Today, I'll send you to see the witch!"

"Heh..." Jin Ping'er chuckled coldly, beckoned to the lich with her finger, and said coldly:
"Stop talking big, come and kill me if you dare!"

"What is there to be afraid of?" the lich roared, black energy churning beneath his feet, his body radiating a chilling aura as he floated toward Jin Ping'er.

However, it floated very slowly because it needed to keep a close eye on the figure shrouded in miasma next to Jin Ping'er.

As the three drew closer, the lich could vaguely make out the figure in the miasma.

He was tall and imposing, clad in a black robe, with long, flowing blood-red hair that swayed slightly, and the blood-red markings on his forehead faintly glowing with a bloody light…

"Blood-red long hair?"

"Blood streaks on the forehead?"

These physical features are exactly the same as those of the legendary Ghost Emperor.

Could it be that the person before me is actually the Ghost Emperor?
However, at this moment he could only vaguely see the physical features of the figure in the miasma, and had not yet clearly seen the appearance of the person in front of him.

However, better safe than sorry!

Although Jin Ping'er is known as the cunning and scheming young master, it is very likely that she will find someone, the Ghost Emperor of Nanchong, to escape her pursuit.

However, if the figure in the miasma ahead is indeed the Ghost Emperor, then he's doomed!

Not only can we not win, we can't even escape.

It's better to be careful.

The lich immediately stopped, stared coldly at Jin Ping'er, and said in a deep voice:
"Never mind, I have important matters to attend to, I'll take my leave now!"

Having said that, the lich turned around and drifted away.

"and many more!"

Just then, a deep male voice rang out.

The lich instinctively trembled upon hearing this, stopped, turned to look at the figure in the miasma, and asked:

"Why did you suddenly stop me? What brings you here?"

"You think you can leave without my permission?" The man's voice rang out again from the miasma.

"What?" The lich was furious upon hearing this. He had only thought that the person in front of him resembled the Ghost Emperor, and had only chosen to leave out of caution.

Unexpectedly, even though he spared Jin Ping'er, the man in front of him had no intention of letting him go.

It seems the person before me truly believes he is the Ghost Emperor.

Enraged, the lich turned swiftly and roared:

"Since you two are determined to die, then don't blame me!"

Having said that, the lich's feet churned with black energy, and he quickly floated towards Jin Ping'er and the other person.

Soon, the distance between the three closed to within ten meters, and the lich was able to see the man's appearance in the miasma.

Upon seeing this clearly, the lich's body went limp, his heart leaped into his throat, and he swiftly turned and fled at several times the speed he had come from.

In the blink of an eye, the lich had escaped two or three hundred meters away.

Just then, a black and white space suddenly condensed in front of the lich.

The lich, without warning, flew directly into the black and white space.

Suddenly, everything went blurry and the lich was stunned, his face turning deathly pale.

Because the person before them was none other than the Ghost Emperor!
escape!
The lich turned around and, with all its might, flew away into the distance once more.

However, after he escaped another two or three hundred meters, a black and white space appeared out of thin air once again.

The lich plunged back into the black and white void. In a flash, the Ghost Emperor and Jin Ping'er were right in front of him again. Seeing this, the lich knew that escape was impossible. Suddenly, his knees buckled, and he knelt before Zhang Xiaofan.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan asked:

"What are you doing?"

The lich knelt tightly on the ground, his body trembling, his face filled with fear as he said:

"Ghost Emperor, please spare my life. If you spare my life, I will serve you as my master."

Jin Ping'er stared at the kneeling lich for a moment, then chuckled and said:
"Lich, where did your imposing aura of wanting to kill both of us go?"

Upon hearing this, the lich quickly shook his head and said in a humble tone:
"Golden Fairy, how could I dare to kill you? Just consider me nothing."

“Hahaha…hahaha…” Jin Ping’er looked down at the lich’s appearance and suddenly laughed.

She remembered that a few days ago she helped Zhang Xiaofan find the Demon-Suppressing Cave, and just as she was about to return to report to Zhang Xiaofan, she was discovered by the lich and chased for several days.

During those days, she faced several close calls and nearly died at the hands of the lich.

And now, the lich is kneeling before him—how the tables have turned!

However, Jin Ping'er also knew that this was entirely Zhang Xiaofan's doing.

Unbeknownst to them, Zhang Xiaofan's intimidating power had reached such a terrifying level.

Even a powerful figure like the Lich King didn't even have the will to resist when he saw Zhang Xiaofan; he even knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Zhang Xiaofan looked down at the lich kneeling before him and spoke in a calm voice:
"You have been chasing Jin Ping'er for several days, and I will not let you go. Therefore, commit suicide, and you will at least leave with a whole corpse."

"boom!"

Upon hearing this, the lich felt as if his brain had been struck by a massive shock.

He was afraid, extremely afraid, more afraid than anyone else.

After being cautious and prudent for thousands of years, I never expected to run into such a tough opponent here.

Facing the Ghost Emperor, he had absolutely no chance of winning. Even if he tried to escape, there was no hope.

This is the only option left.

Thinking of this, the lich gritted his teeth and said with a troubled expression:
"Fine, I'll kill myself!"

The lich raised his withered, corpse-like hand, placed it on his head, and slammed it down hard.

Suddenly, the lich's body churned with black energy, and he rushed towards Jin Ping'er, his large hand poised to grab her neck.

Seeing this, Jin Ping'er remained completely calm. Even if Zhang Xiaofan wasn't there, she could easily avoid the lich's sneak attack.

After all, she had always been wary of the lich.

Just then, a large hand reached out and tightly gripped the lich's wrist.

As soon as the large hand grasped him, the lich felt as if he were being squeezed by a mountain, unable to move his outstretched hand at all.

The lich knew he was no match for his opponent after the opponent made a slight move.

However, even after kneeling down and begging for mercy, the Ghost Emperor did not let him go.

So, the lich gathered all his ghostly energy, concentrated it in his left hand, and punched Zhang Xiaofan in the chest.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan neither dodged nor avoided the attack, allowing the lich to continue its assault.

Upon seeing this, the lich cursed the Ghost Emperor's stupidity in his heart, but was also overjoyed.

Because he knew that even the most advanced human cultivators, those at the supreme level of Taiqing, would be no match for him if they were struck in the chest by his fist, which gathered all his ghostly energy.

It will definitely pierce through the chest instantly and shatter the heart!
He thought he was doomed, but he never expected the other party to be so arrogant. It was truly a stroke of luck!
Thinking of this, the lich unleashed a punch, his face beaming with ecstasy:
"Die!"

(End of this chapter)