I tried to kill the heroines of destiny, but they ended up chasing after me.

This surprised Ghost Lord again. Perhaps it was because his understanding of Huang Quan was still based on the Great Election. So now that his strength had reached the mid-stage of Nirvana Realm, he had never taken Huang Quan seriously.

After a brief silence, the Ghost Lord was at a loss for words.

"Are you in an awkward position right now? How about we have a fight?" Huang Quan continued nonchalantly, but this directly ripped open the Ghost Lord's pride, instantly igniting a hint of anger in him.

"Oh dear! How about this? If you beat me, I'll tell you, okay? It's just that I've been talking too much nonsense with someone, so my mouth is a bit dry and I don't want to say any more. You should understand what I mean, right?" Huang Quan said calmly.

"What an idiot!!!" At this moment, Huang Quan's words completely enraged the Ghost Lord, causing him to raise his left hand in anger, extend his index finger, and then a thin beam of light composed of spiritual power quickly materialized from the space in front of his index finger and shot fiercely towards the place where Huang Quan was!

This attack may seem harmless, but if you pay close attention, you can sense the powerful spiritual energy fluctuations within it.

"Hmph!" Seeing the Ghost Lord's attack, Huang Quan's eyes immediately flashed with confidence and determination.

"Die!" Ghost Lord said calmly, and the tiny light at the tip of his index finger, just as he finished speaking, shot towards Huang Quan like a thin thread, with a speed that Huang Quan could not catch with his eyes at the moment.

In an instant, the light grew larger and larger, and its previous calmness suddenly turned violent, causing a booming sound wherever it passed.

"I won't hold back with this move..." Looking at his unparalleled attack, the Ghost Lord's lips curled up into a faint smile once again.

In that instant, Huang Quan remained expressionless, took a slight step back, and then naturally raised his left hand, opening it to block the light.

Another booming sound arose, and a wave containing destructive power spread out the instant the light touched Huang Quan's left hand, causing this snow-white space to instantly bloom with a beauty and killing intent that did not belong to them.

The wave spread extremely quickly, almost instantly covering the entire cemetery. It was fierce and violent, and if it weren't located in the center of the cemetery, it would have caused immense damage to an entire area.

However, it did not cause any damage to the altar not far behind Huang Quan. This may be because the formation around the altar could resist some of the power, or it may be because the Ghost Lord deliberately made the fluctuation avoid the formation so that the things on the altar would remain intact. In any case, the formation escaped a calamity.

However, the light generated after its eruption obstructed part of the Ghost Lord's vision, making it difficult for him to see the situation in the Yellow Springs.

But he didn't care, because to him, Huang Quan was just an ant. Who would care about an ant that could be stepped on at any time?

"Hmph! With my move, not to mention you junior, even a cultivator at the ninth level of Nirvana Realm would be dead beyond any hope of survival..." As he spoke, Ghost Lord slowly walked forward, seemingly wanting to see Huang Quan's death within his sight.

However, at that moment, a very light and calm voice reached his ears.

"Tsk tsk tsk! Not bad strength, but its power is a little lacking."

"What!?" The Ghost Lord abruptly stopped in his tracks, his eyes narrowing as he looked towards the location of the Yellow Springs, as if he had heard something unbelievable, and his expression changed drastically.

The next instant, the visual obstruction created by the light finally disappeared completely, and a not-so-tall figure, step by step, emerged from the killing intent, carrying absolute pressure, and lightly stepped towards the direction where the Ghost Lord was now.

"How...how could this be?!" The Ghost Lord stared in horror at the seemingly unfamiliar figure in front of him, muttering to himself involuntarily.

Huang Quan, seeing the Ghost Lord's demeanor, merely sneered. Then, a surge of powerful profound energy, containing a trace of evil, erupted from his body like a raging gray dragon.

The dragon roared, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, charging straight at the Ghost Lord without pausing for even a moment, giving the Ghost Lord an oppressive feeling that he found impossible!

Perhaps this is what "reciprocity" means!

Ghost Lord gritted his teeth, his face showing caution. Although he was facing such a sudden and powerful attack, he was not without the ability to fight back.

In an instant, he swiftly swung his left hand, and a long sword with the character "Spirit" engraved on its blade suddenly appeared in his right hand. Without pausing at all, he immediately slashed fiercely at the gray dragon!

This process was as smooth as flowing water!

With a hiss, a spark-like light shone on the Ghost Lord's greatsword and the dragon's scales.

However, this gray dragon was not Huang Quan's all-out attack, nor did it put much power into it. So in the blink of an eye, the Ghost Lord's greatsword cleaved the gray dragon in two, causing it to whimper and completely turn into gray mist, dissipating into the white space.

However, the Ghost Lord's figure also uncontrollably retreated several steps before he regained his footing.

"Such powerful strength!" Ghost Lord was greatly shocked, and a slight sense of apprehension seemed to appear in his eyes as he looked at Huang Quan.

But Huang Quan didn't waste any more words with him. In the eyes of the Ghost Lord, besides fighting spirit, there was even more... killing intent!

At that moment, just as the gray dragon dissipated, Huang Quan's eyes darted around, and he gripped the Crimson Peak Sword in his hand. Perhaps wanting to finish the battle quickly, he moved and unleashed his fastest speed, making it impossible for the Ghost Lord to see his whereabouts.

"Gone! Where is it?" The Ghost Lord's whole body tensed up, his eyes gleaming, and his profound meaning poured out the instant the Yellow Springs disappeared.

It was as if he had taken almost all precautions in this snow-like space, yet he still seemed somewhat at a loss.

"Where? Left... no! Right... not here either... damn it!" The Ghost Lord murmured anxiously, his eyes twitching.

But in that very instant, a light, delicate voice, like a flake of snow, suddenly drifted into the Ghost Lord's ears.

However, this sound contained only one word.

It is...

"moon."

"Up there!! This..." Upon hearing this, the Ghost Lord suddenly looked up at the sky, but at this moment, his body suddenly stopped again, his eyes shrank to a point, and his expression was more like that of an ordinary person who had seen a god.

That sky...

Beneath that snow-white wall...

A figure wielding a sword stands in the moonlight.

Suddenly, the figure gently swung the sword in its hand, and the huge full moon, which possessed both a cold and beautiful aura, fell directly from the sky without any fancy moves as the figure swung the sword.

This month... seems poised to destroy the heavens and the earth.

Perhaps because the moon was too strong, the force it created as it fell generated gusts of air, producing a deafening hissing sound that caused the area to rumble loudly.

Perhaps influenced by the scene, the Ghost Lord suddenly had a strong illusion. He felt as if he were facing a real moon, and suddenly felt a strange sense of insignificance.

However, an illusion is just an illusion. With the Ghost Lord's strength at the mid-stage of the Nirvana Realm, he recovered completely in an instant, though he gritted his teeth. But a bead of cold sweat still unconsciously trickled down his cheek...

"What on earth is going on? Why is his power so great?!"

"That's not right! Even if he started cultivating from the womb, how many years has it been?"

"Damn it!! Damn it!!!" The Ghost Lord's mind went blank again.

"Hmph! I don't believe it! I don't believe it!! I just don't believe you can beat me? I just don't believe you're really that strong!! Synergy, activate!" With a loud roar, the Ghost Lord launched another counterattack!

Suddenly, his hands clasped together, and his entire body burst forth with black light, dancing wildly in his shadow. Meridians instantly appeared on his body, and a terrifyingly dark aura, as if transformed into fine threads, instantly burrowed into his body through his facial features, giving him an undeniable presence…

But upon closer inspection, one can see that at this moment, a powerful force seems to be slowly reviving within him.

On the other hand, in a dark passage in the cemetery, a burly man dressed in tattered yellow clothes, looking extremely disheveled, was walking cautiously.

"Damn it! Damn it all!!" The man gasped for breath, muttering to himself, seemingly weak, helpless, and desperate, "I, a cultivator at the peak of the Nirvana Realm, have actually been trapped in this place for so many years..."

"As expected of the Snow Soul Spirit God! Even though he passed away early, the power he left behind in this tomb is still so strong. Does this mean that I, Huang Mao, am really going to be trapped and die here?"

"Damn it!" Perhaps because he was upset, he took out a flask of wine from his spatial bottle and took a big gulp to suppress his bad mood.

This person is Huang Mao, the only cultivator who can stay in this cemetery for several years. He is a true powerhouse.

However, just as Huang Mao's despair was growing stronger, a ray of light suddenly appeared directly in front of this dark passage.

"What is this?" Huang Mao asked in surprise, but a slight smile appeared on his lips.

……

In the center of the snow-white cemetery, the battle between the Ghost Lord and the Underworld continues.

Seeing the sudden and dramatic change in the Ghost Lord's power, Huang Quan's brows furrowed immediately, and a look of solemnity appeared on his face. However, he did not feel much fear. Instead, he felt an even stronger fighting spirit than before, because he understood that the Ghost Lord, as a master of the mid-stage Nirvana Realm, could not possibly be without a backup plan...

At this moment, the Ghost Lord opened his eyes wide in anger, holding a large sword, looking at the full moon above, and slashed at it fiercely. Instantly, countless rays of light like black lightning emerged from the blade and rushed out rapidly!

A deafening roar erupted!

The moon seemed to pause under this impact, and from its center, tiny cracks suddenly appeared without warning. As the Ghost Lord intensified the impact, the cracks began to widen...

Huang Quan raised an eyebrow, a cold glint appearing in his eyes: "Hmph, let's see if your mutant power is stronger, or my Azure Moon power is more concentrated! Double Moon... Overlap!"

Just as the entire moon was about to be destroyed by the Ghost Lord, Huang Quan suddenly roared. He gripped the sword in his backhand, and waves of dense profound energy flowed wildly from his body, like a small stream suddenly turning into a long river, constantly flowing through his meridians and surging onto the Crimson Peak Sword!

In an instant, the Crimson Peak Sword suddenly shone with a huge light, illuminating all directions. In that instant, Huang Quan's figure, along with the Crimson Peak Sword, disappeared from the Ghost Lord's sight once again within this light.

"Hmm?" Ghost Lord let out a soft exclamation, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. To him, he didn't believe that Huang Quan could defeat him after he used his hidden power.

Perhaps in refuting the Ghost Lord's idea, just after the light dissipated, another moon, roughly the same size as the previous one, suddenly appeared. Huang Quan stood at the very top of the second moon, calmly looking down at the Ghost Lord below.

"Hmph!" The Ghost Lord sneered disdainfully upon seeing this: "Using the same trick again will only make you look foolish... Ghost Heaven, Slash!!"

As soon as the Ghost Lord finished speaking, the size and power of the countless black lightning bolts that were destroying the first moon suddenly increased by more than double, and in the blink of an eye, they completely broke through the first moon, turning it into dust in space.

But this was not the end. The black lightning was so powerful that it did not stop after breaking the first moon. Under the control of the Ghost Lord's vast spiritual power, its speed and power did not diminish as it headed straight for the second moon, as if it wanted to completely destroy the Yellow Springs in one go.

Chapter Two Hundred Moon

Boom, boom, boom!

As expected, in the blink of an eye, the second moon collided violently with those eerie black lightning bolts!

The violent roars and the aftershocks of power directly covered the entire space, seemingly causing the altar within the distant array to sway.

Meanwhile, the power of the black lightning was almost completely gone after this attack, leaving only a few remnants that uncontrollably ravaged everything in the space. The second moon, however, under the frenzied impact of the black lightning, finally began to dissipate from bottom to top...

However, at this moment, Huang Quan held the Crimson Peak Sword, his expression remained calm, and he still stood at the very top of the second moon...

"Hahaha!" Seeing this, the Ghost Lord thought that Huang Quan was pretending to be calm but was actually unable to fight anymore, so he laughed loudly: "Let's see how long you can stay calm. Although your strength far exceeds my expectations, you are still no match for me!"

"This...is your power?" Ignoring the dissipation of the second moon, Huang Quan suddenly asked a very strange question.

"Of course it belongs to me! Such absolute power is only worthy of a strong person like me! A weak person like you would never understand!!" Ghost Lord seemed to be somewhat depressed as he shouted at Huang Quan.

Huang Quan frowned, his eyes suddenly darting around. He seemed to have discovered something, and thought to himself, "Has he lost control of his emotions? Could it be that he doesn't even know that he's using... the power of another world?"

“That makes sense!” After a moment’s thought, Huang Quan understood: “The Heavenly Soul Clan was created by outsiders, so it’s not surprising that they can use outsider powers. Besides, so much time has passed. Even if this Ghost Venerable is a Nirvana Realm expert, he couldn’t possibly know everything that happened before. Some things must have been lost in the river of time.”

Just as Huang Quan's thoughts began to stir, his second moon had already dissipated by more than half.

But at this very moment, a strange, somewhat arrogant voice, belonging neither to the Yellow Springs nor to the Ghost Lord, suddenly rang out from the entrance to the space amidst their heated battle!

"Hahahaha! After all that time, I still found this place. The Snow God's treasure from back then, wasn't it my Huang Clan's property?!"

The instant the sound appeared, countless gusts of wind rose into the sky, like a long blue dragon, and rushed towards the altar with the speed of the wind, directly bypassing the battle between Huang Quan and the Ghost Lord, as if they did not exist.

"Haha, you two have fun, I won't bother you!" At that moment, a slightly frivolous voice drifted on the wind, but if someone listened carefully, they could detect a strong sense of apprehension hidden deep within the tone...

"Hmph, who dares to play tricks in front of me? Get down here!!" After a brief moment of shock, the Ghost Lord reacted quickly. He made his move instantly, and a huge beam of spiritual energy slashed out from the greatsword in his hand. The immense power seemed to destroy everything in the blink of an eye, heading straight for the person in the wind.

"Hmm? This power?!" Although the person was in the wind and his exact appearance could not be seen, it was not difficult to tell from his shocked tone that he seemed to know that the Ghost Lord's spiritual power was a little different.

However, the stranger did not sit idly by. Under his control, just as the Ghost Lord's attack was about to hit the cyan dragon, he resolutely gathered his power and sent it out of the dragon, decisively splitting it in two from the point of attack!

One of them was larger, still shaped like a long dragon, only slightly smaller. The other, after being split, instantly transformed into a small, cyan barrier about one meter in diameter, obscuring the view inside. It was as if the barrier was using its last strength to protect those within...

Instantly, the larger part was struck by the Ghost Lord's powerful attack and vanished into nothingness in the blink of an eye.

However, the other barrier remained unharmed, far removed from the Ghost Lord's attack range, and was getting closer and closer to the magic array.