Douluo Amon: I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Dragon King.

Chapter 415 Ghost Emperor: How can you be so awesome?

"Ghost Emperor, it's you watching me, isn't it?"

A loud voice came from the ball of light, causing the Ghost Emperor's expression to change drastically. He immediately used his spatial teleportation ability to create a distance of more than a hundred meters between himself and the white ball of light.

"How is that possible? You're still alive!"

The Ghost Emperor's gaze was filled with surprise and doubt. How could this be? He had already shattered his divine position and burned his own life force. How could he possibly condense a body again?

How could such an amazing person exist in this world? I don't believe it!

"It's fake, he must be bluffing." In an instant, the Ghost Emperor made his judgment. His cultivation was also at the quasi-god level, making him the closest person to that realm.

Although I don't fully understand the god-level, I have some guesses. Yun Ming has already shattered his godhood, so he must be as weak as a candle in the wind. He must be trying to scare Yun Ming by appearing so powerful.

After scaring him away, Yun Ming naturally had a sliver of hope left.

So that's how it is. Yes, that's right, that must be it.

The Ghost Emperor quickly calmed himself down, while a hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes. The Sky-Supporting Douluo was indeed brave and resourceful; even at this point, he could still scare him so calmly.

"Unfortunately, you've met me, the Ghost Emperor."

Nine dark green skulls quickly materialized behind the Ghost Emperor; these were the vengeful spirits he controlled.

"Die."

A hint of pleasure flashed in the Ghost Emperor's eyes; Yun Ming would ultimately die by his hand. Nine dark green skulls roared and then lunged towards Yun Ming's location.

An invisible ripple swept by, and the nine dark green skulls vanished without a trace the instant they approached Yun Ming, as if they had never existed in the first place.

"How is this possible! What did you do?!"

Not far away, the Ghost Emperor's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. As the controller of the skulls, he could clearly sense that in that instant, his connection with the nine skulls was instantly severed, as if they had never existed in the first place.

What's even more terrifying is that he couldn't figure out how Yun Ming did such a thing.

When did Yun Ming learn such methods? Is this a new ability he gained after breaking through to the god level?!

The unknown always evokes fear.

Beside the white ball of light, Nan Fusheng's eyes narrowed slightly. Yun Ming's situation was really bad. He had burned his life flame at the last moment, and due to the rules of the Douluo World, his soul was like a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

Unless there is some kind of tool that can store and nurture the soul, his soul will dissipate in the wind within a few days.

"Luckily you met me."

Nan Fusheng made a slight cut on his right wrist, and a trickle of blood immediately flowed out, rushing towards Yun Ming's soul.

No, that can't be called Yun Ming's soul anymore, because Yun Ming's soul was too weak and had long been replaced by Nan Fusheng's Time Worm. At this moment, the Time Worm is merging with Yun Ming's remnant soul to become a new existence.

Reconstructed with the blood of the mythical creature Nan Fusheng, and aided by the presence of the Time Worm, this newborn body is absolutely a perfect match for Yun Ming.

Or rather, it's a perfect match for Nan Fusheng.

"Resurrect, my... oops, I misspoke, live as my other half, Yunming."

Nan Fusheng's gaze sharpened, and the power of the Destiny Horse was activated, allowing his clone to perfectly inherit everything about Yun Ming: his memories, his fortune, and his martial soul.

No matter who it is, the moment they see him, they will know that he is Yun Ming!

Nan Fusheng's blood entwined with the newborn Yun Ming, reshaping his body.

But the Ghost Emperor, who was not far away, seemed not to see the blood at all, and just stared dumbfounded at the scene of the great transformation.

How is this possible! He actually came back to life! And even managed to form his own body!

"It's fake, it must be fake."

The Ghost Emperor roared in fury. He had been plotting for so long, and such a golden opportunity had finally arrived. Having gone this far, Yun Ming was determined to die today, no matter what.

A gigantic skull materialized beneath the Ghost Emperor, its mouth gaping open, unleashing a torrent of green flames.

Not finished yet.

The Ghost Emperor didn't relax at all. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood mist.

In a normal battle, he would never do this; using his own lifeblood to power an attack would damage his very essence.

But his opponent at this moment was Yun Ming, the one who had been resurrected and possessed strange abilities, so how could he dare to be careless in the slightest?

It must be said that the Ghost Emperor truly deserves to be one of the most powerful evil soul masters in the world today. After spitting out this mouthful of his life blood, the green flame instantly changed color, from the original dark green to a strange pinkish-purple.

But faced with this scene, Yun Ming's gaze was neither sad nor happy. With a wave of his right hand, the Martial Soul Sky-Supporting Spear appeared. No, it shouldn't be called the Sky-Supporting Spear anymore.

Under the final divine power of Yun Ming, this weapon has officially become a divine-level martial spirit: the Sky-Supporting Divine Spear.

However, although he reconstituted his body, the lost soul power could not be recovered. In fact, Yun Ming's spiritual power level had begun to plummet, regressing back to the Spirit Abyss Realm.

Just like a soul beast transforming and rebuilding, Yun Ming also needs to start cultivating again. Fortunately, his previous cultivation experience is still there. As long as he is given some time, the once invincible Sky Douluo will soon return.

Now, looking at the strange pinkish-purple flames, Yun Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and immediately sought help from his true form, Nan Fusheng.

Nan Fusheng used the abilities of "The Fool" and "Mistake" simultaneously, grafting Yun Ming's power from not long ago onto him, causing a burst of intense white light to erupt from his body.

"Support the heavens, shoot down the sun."

A dazzling golden light burst forth from Yun Ming's hand, piercing through the cascading pinkish-purple flames that resembled a long river, and then slammed heavily into the Ghost Emperor's skull, causing a violent explosion.

After reaching Sequence Two, Nan Fusheng was able to do even more things. He could use many abilities that he couldn't easily use before.

That was just through the abilities of Sequence 3 of the "Fool" pathway: the Ancient Scholar, and Sequence 2 of the "Mistake" pathway: the Trojan Horse of Fate.

Ancient scholars could summon projections of the past, while the Trojan Horse of Fate could manipulate and graft fate. Using this, Nan Fusheng directly stole the power of Yun Ming from the past and then returned it to Yun Ming in the present.

However, Yun Ming was still too weak to withstand such power. After unleashing a single attack, he quickly weakened, and his soul power plummeted, returning to its original state.

Even so, Yun Ming still straightened his back and stood proudly in place.

"Hehehe, you really aren't as strong as you were before!"

The Ghost Emperor's chilling voice rang out, and as the smoke and dust from the explosion dissipated, the Ghost Emperor's figure reappeared.

At this moment, the Ghost Emperor looked extremely disheveled. His robes had been burned to ashes, and what appeared before Yun Ming was actually a skeleton shimmering with a green light.

In his pursuit of cultivation, he had already sacrificed most of his body. The skull beneath him was now riddled with holes. His own four-word battle armor was completely destroyed, clearly burned and used up during the previous collision.

"Your attack just now didn't reach the level of a god; it was at most a quasi-god. Did you think that kind of attack could kill me? I fused my own bones into my battle armor to create this four-word battle armor, which is unique in the entire world."

"It's a pity it's destroyed now, but it's worth it to save your life. You're at your last gasp now, aren't you? I'm going to torture you properly, let your soul be scorched by my death flames, hahaha, hahahahaha..."

The Ghost Emperor laughed hysterically, as if venting his frustration.

"Yeah?"

Yun Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and then the same aura as before suddenly erupted from his body.

"How is this possible? You! You..."

Upon seeing this, the Ghost Emperor was so shocked that he was speechless. How could you be so awesome! You shattered your divine position, neutralized most of the energy of the god-killing soul-guided cannonball, and still had the strength to severely injure them afterwards.

He even miraculously came back to life afterward and unleashed a powerful attack, forcing him to abandon his battle armor to save his life.

However, in his opinion, it was all worth it. After all, Yun Ming was human, and his energy could not be inexhaustible.

As he expected, Yun Ming quickly weakened after unleashing a powerful attack, revealing his true weakness.

But what's going on now?

Seeing Yun Ming shimmering with golden light, the Ghost Emperor didn't dare to step forward for a moment, as he didn't have a second set of four-word battle armor to save his life.

"How can there be such an amazing person in this world?!"

The Ghost Emperor, lacking in cultural literacy, could only express his utter despair with the single word "awesome."

Even at this point, Yun Ming still managed to launch another powerful attack. How are we supposed to survive this?!

He cherishes his life and doesn't want to risk it to see if Yun Ming can still unleash a powerful shot!

Try it and you'll die!

For a moment, the two were truly locked in a stalemate.

Nan Fusheng glanced at the Ghost Emperor, ignored him and Yun Ming, and left. Although Yun Ming's power was almost depleted, he could still escape, and if necessary, he could ask him for help.

The most important thing now is the vengeful spirits of those who died tragically in Shrek City; a certain big moth is already impatient.

A spatial fluctuation swept through, and Nan Fusheng's figure swiftly appeared in the center of Shrek's inner city. He raised his right hand and said, "Door."

A massive, illusory door, thousands of meters long, swiftly opened before Nan Fusheng, and then golden wings emerged from it.

Soon, a golden butterfly passed through the illusory door and appeared in the inner city of Shrek.

After the golden butterfly appeared, the enormous door began to close gradually. Through some illusory scenes inside the door, one could vaguely see an eight-headed beast resting behind it.

"Let's begin," Nan Fusheng said softly.

"Buzz—" The golden butterfly didn't speak, but its wings flapped rapidly, and the butterfly, hundreds of meters tall, flew into the sky.

As the wings flapped, an invisible magnetic field rippled out, and specks of blue light began to emerge from the ruins, then drifted toward the golden butterfly.

"Let's also put on a disguise."

A cloud of black mist emerged from Nan Fusheng's body, and his figure underwent a tremendous change within the mist.

Its entire body is predominantly blue, with green eyes and a scorpion-like tail on its head. The whole thing looks like a mixture of scorpion and insect, making it incredibly terrifying.

This was clearly his former disguise, the appearance of the god Oxer.

……

Meanwhile, the Ghost Emperor stared intently at Yun Ming, but dared not move rashly, mainly because the pressure from the other party was too great.

Fortunately, with a phoenix cry, a black phoenix phantom suddenly crashed down from the sky.

"Yun Ming, Yun Ming!"

Her voice, filled with both infatuation and a hint of madness, rang out; it was none other than the Dark Phoenix, Leng Yulai.

"Ring ring, ring ring."

As a bell rang, another petite figure arrived—Nanali, the Dark Bell.

"Good." The Ghost Emperor was overjoyed. With others coming to help, their chances of capturing Yun Ming increased even more. "Dark Bell, Dark Phoenix, Yun Ming is already at his limit. Hurry up and take him down in one fell swoop."

"Is that so?" Dark Bell narrowed her eyes, but did not choose to step forward. She was not stupid. Even if Yun Ming was really at his last gasp, his dying attack could very well take her with him.

Judging from the Ghost Emperor's current state, it was clear that he was using the two of them as shields. Moreover, looking at the imposing Yun Ming not far away, Nanali questioned the phrase "at the end of his rope" once again.

Even though Yun Ming's aura wasn't as strong as it was at the beginning, it was still enough to make Nanali's heart tremble.

However, it doesn't matter, someone on their side will help her test the waters. Nanali glanced at Leng Yulai, who was staring at Yun Ming with deep affection.

Leng Yulai stared at Yun Ming in the distance, her gaze becoming somewhat dazed. "Ming, Yun Ming."

Looking into Leng Yulai's eyes, Yun Ming felt a chill run down his spine. Having just been reborn, he was like a newborn infant, arriving in this world naked.

It didn't matter when we were fighting the Ghost Emperor, since they were both men.

But looking at Leng Yulai's burning gaze, Yun Ming couldn't help but tremble slightly. It was mainly because the other party's gaze was too terrifying. Yun Ming would believe it if she told him that she might pounce on him and bite him at any moment.

Suddenly, Leng Yulai's gaze changed slightly as she looked at the dark bell and said, "Close your eyes and don't look."

Dark Bell's lips twitched. Seriously? Is this woman's possessiveness this insane? We're enemies with Yun Ming now! And you're telling me not to look at him? How am I supposed to fight him then?

(End of this chapter)