Invincible Kungfu Healer Chapter 788 - I’m Still Alive

“That’s…” The young master of the Ghost Lair narrowed his eyes and suddenly looked towards Mo Wen. His gaze hid a look of disbelief.

More than a thousand skeleton warriors were within the range of the ripples. In an instant, they fell to the ground like shredded wheat. They were unable to get up again, and the entire thing had taken just a few short breaths.

“Deified Soul Power! How did you do it?” The expression of the young master of the Ghost Lair was extremely grim. Just know, in that instant, he had actually sensed Deified Soul Power. Only immortal cultivators above the Primordial Soul Realm had such an ability. A power that even he did not possess had been used by a youth with average cultivation!

In theory, it was almost impossible. Unless they went through some heaven-defying encounter, how could an ancient martial art pract.i.tioner possibly have a power that only Primordial Soul Realm immortal cultivators had? As the young master of the Ghost Lair, he was most proficient in the Practice of the Soul, far surpa.s.sing that of ordinary ghost cultivators. But even he could not cultivate Deified Soul Power at the Deified Soul Coalescing Realm.

“What’s the matter? Did you not look at me in disdain? So, there are things that even you cannot do.” Mo Wen smiled indifferently. He could see the shock and jealousy in the eyes of the young master of the Ghost Lair. Deified Soul Power was indeed a power that others dreamt of having.

“You have indeed surprised me somewhat. However, that is all there is to it. The Thousand Ghosts and Souls is not that simple.” The young master of the Ghost Lair looked at Mo Wen coldly. A murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He was determined to kill this youth. Mo Wen posed a threat to him and the Ghost Lair. If they let Mo Wen continue to develop, he would certainly become a major adversary of theirs.

A sinister wind blew. Suddenly, all the skeleton warriors that had fallen to the ground flew up. They then gathered together. After completely disintegrating, they slowly combined again, forming a giant skeleton that was hundreds of meters tall. The skeleton wielded a sickle that was dozens of meters long and emanated an unparalleled frightening aura.

The aura was actually not much weaker than a Martial Arts Grandmaster Third Realm ancient martial art pract.i.tioner. It was far more powerful than even Tan Qiyue.

“You, brat who not even of the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm, die!” The young master of the Ghost Lair coldly snorted. A dark swirl suddenly appeared above Mo Wen. It released a powerful suction force, intending to suck him in.

At the same time, the skeleton took a step forward. The ground rumbled and trembled. The giant sickle in the skeleton’s hand became a flash of light, violently slas.h.i.+ng towards Mo Wen.

With the power of this skeleton, if one slash landed, it was likely that Mo Wen would be slashed to death.

Mo Wen glanced at the dark swirl above him. This swirl restricted him and made it impossible for him to evade the skeleton’s sickle. If he did not eliminate the hidden threat of the dark swirl, it was likely that he would be killed by the sickle.

Two eight trigram symbols silently appeared in Mo Wen’s pupils. The next moment, his arms shook and a bizarre force field expanded, with him as the center. It instantly enveloped the dark swirl. A huge eight trigram illusion silently appeared in mid-air. Once this eight trigram illusion appeared, it formed a counterforce, instantly negating the dark swirl’s power.

Without the dark swirl’s restriction, Mo Wen instantly regained his freedom of movement. His silhouette became a gentle breeze, silently disappearing beneath the sickle.

“So it was a rite of pa.s.sage martial arts!” A look of astonishment flashed in the eyes of the young master of the Ghost Lair. He had seen much more than ordinary people and could tell in a glance that Mo Wen had just used rite of pa.s.sage martial arts.

Rite of pa.s.sage martial arts were powers that only ancient martial art pract.i.tioners who had become immortal could master. They were comparable with esoteric spells.

Under normal circ.u.mstances, it was only after an immortal cultivator’s cultivation reached the Primordial Soul Realm that they could begin to come in contact with esoteric spells. Immortal cultivators not yet at the level of the Primordial Soul Realm could only practice ordinary spells.

As the young master of the Ghost Lair, his resources and the intensity of his cultivation could not be compared with ordinary immortal cultivators. Even so, he had only mastered the power of two types of esoteric spells, and he had only grazed the surface of them.

What cultivation did this youth have? This youth and he were worlds apart and yet he had been able to unleash rite of pa.s.sage martial arts. The young master of the Ghost Lair once again felt shocked. This Huatian Palace youth truly surprised him again and again.

“Since it has come to this, don’t blame me.” The young master of the Ghost Lair decided to kill Mo Wen with all his might. The threat that this youth posed had reached a level that made even him concerned.

With a flash, the young master of the Ghost Lair moved from his position in front of the altar.

Mo Wen knew that he was no match for the young master of the Ghost Lair. If Mo Wen battled with him, Mo Wen would certainly suffer a great loss, even endangering his own life. He was already far from being a match for Martial Arts Grandmaster Third Realm strong pract.i.tioners, let alone a powerful existence like the young master of the Ghost Lair. If he got serious, it probably would not take long for him to kill Mo Wen.

A strong sense of danger caused Mo Wen to choose to retreat without any hesitation. It was almost impossible for him to rescue Xu Qianqian under such circ.u.mstances. Luckily, the Huatian Palace was well prepared; the Ghost Lair would not necessarily be able to complete this sacrificial ritual.

“Trying to escape? Dream on.” The young master of the Ghost Lair laughed coldly. His flickering silhouette had already appeared before Mo Wen. A ghost hand stretched out. It contained an unparalleled pressure, seemingly intending to erase Mo Wen from the world.

Mo Wen’s heart skipped a beat. Without seeming to even think about it, his wrist shook and the illusionary mountains profound level weapon flew out. It became a huge illusionary mountain range which s.h.i.+elded Mo Wen.

Rumble!

The terrifying power penetrated the illusionary mountains, sending Mo Wen flying. The defensive power of the illusionary mountains could not withstand an attack from the young master of the Ghost Lair and they burst apart.

Fortunately, the illusionary mountains were a profound level weapon and their defensive power was rather astonis.h.i.+ng. Although they burst apart, they also blocked all of the power from the young master of the Ghost Lair. Only the shockwaves crashed into Mo Wen and swept him away with the air currents.

“A defense type profound level weapon. You have quite a lot of good stuff on you. However, I want to see how long you can last.” The young master of the Ghost Lair looked straight at Mo Wen. His silhouette flickered and he once again disappeared from his spot.

Mo Wen’s face was slightly pale. Before this, the Sacred Fire Sword had drained a large portion of his power. Now the illusionary mountains profound level weapon had drained the rest of his power. His Inner Qi had almost reached its limit.

He was not inside the Fighting Spirit Tower now. Inner Qi could not be used like spiritual power. Even if his Inner Qi could be treated as a portion of spiritual power, its consumption was rather terrifying. At the same time, there were no heaven-defying Recovery Lights.

With his current cultivation, he was able to unleash ordinary profound level weapons. If he tried to use a superb grade profound level weapon, they would instantly suck his Inner Qi dry.

Before this, the single attack from the Sacred Fire Sword had caused his Inner Qi to drop by ninety percent. Now that he was being hunted by the young master of the Ghost Lair, Mo Wen felt a sense of helplessness well up inside of him.

“Show yourself!” A crimson light flashed in the eyes of the young master of the Ghost Lair. It forcefully pulled out Mo Wen who was in the Glory of Wind state, interrupting his rite of pa.s.sage martial arts.

The young master had realized that Mo Wen had not only mastered one type of rite of pa.s.sage martial arts. The miraculous movement techniques Mo Wen was using were also a rite of pa.s.sage martial arts. If the young master had not practiced the Thousand h.e.l.ls Eye, he would most likely have been unable to accurately pinpoint Mo Wen’s position.

Crimson light flashed out from his pupils, hitting Mo Wen’s afterimage. The Glory of Wind was forcefully interrupted and Mo Wen’s silhouette fell out.

Mo Wen had expected this to happen, so he did not waste any time. The Cries of Hades Bell instantly appeared in his hands. Deified Soul Power from within his declarative memory frenziedly surged out, becoming one with the Cries of Hades Bell. Then, it formed an even more terrifying attack, furiously cras.h.i.+ng towards the young master of the Ghost Lair.

Right now, Mo Wen’s Inner Qi was spent. He could not use Inner Qi to unleash an attack, but his Deified Soul Power could still unleash attacks.

The frightening Deified Soul Power crashed towards the young master of the Ghost Lair, entering his declarative memory. If an ordinary person faced an attack of Deified Soul Power, they would most likely be severely injured and would be bleeding from all orifices. Even a Martial Arts Grandmaster would be gravely wounded.

However, the figure of the young master of the Ghost Lair merely shook slightly. His attack on Mo Wen merely slowed down a beat, but he was unscathed.

The young master of the Ghost Lair laughed coldly. “Although your Deified Soul Power is powerful, against me, it is still not enough.” Although he did not have Deified Soul Power, his soul power was far above Mo Wen’s. Moreover, he was a ghost cultivator; he was most proficient in controlling soul-type power. Mo Wen’s attack was next to nothing to him.

Mo Wen had not expected his Deified Soul Power could stop the young master of the Ghost Lair. This person was a powerful existence at the pinnacle of the Deified Soul Coalescing Realm. He was just a step away from the Primordial Soul Realm. The difference between them was too huge. Mo Wen’s goal was just to buy some time: an instant would be enough.

In the instant that the young master of the Ghost Lair paused, Mo Wen’s silhouette had disappeared from his original spot without a trace.

“Huh?” The young master of the Ghost Lair was slightly stunned. He looked around. After a short while, he finally understood. “So that’s your plan! You actually have an Invisible Talisman on you. No wonder you could reach the center altar without anyone noticing you.”

The young master of the Ghost Lair laughed coldly and said, “Did you think that you could escape from me just like that?” A beam of colored light shone from his eyes. Then, a Five Colored Spider illusion appeared behind the young master of the Ghost Lair. The next moment, the Five Colored Spider illusion disappeared from its spot. When it appeared again, it was already two kilometers away.

Rumble!

Colored lights shot out. The Five Colored Spider crashed into empty s.p.a.ce and then exploded. A silhouette flew out from the site of the explosion. Its face was pale and it furiously spat out a few mouthfuls of fresh blood. It was Mo Wen.

The young master of the Ghost Lair, not knowing what power he had used, had actually once again negated Mo Wen’s Invisible Talisman.

However, in that interval, Mo Wen had escaped more than two kilometers away, pulling a large distance away from the young master of the Ghost Lair.

“You are dead!”

After failing to kill Mo Wen several times, the temper of the young master of the Ghost Lair was rising. He was the dignified Ghost Lair’s top young warrior, but if news of his failure to kill this youth got out, he would be a laughing stock.

However, just as the young master of the Ghost Lair was preparing to continue hunting Mo Wen, something happened at the center altar. A large number of Huatian Palace’s ancient martial art pract.i.tioners had reached it. The Ghost Lair’s strong pract.i.tioners had failed to stop the approach of the Huatian Palace’s Martial Arts Grandmasters.

“D*mn it!”

The young master of the Ghost Lair had not expected that the Huatian Palace Martial Arts Grandmasters would be able to sneak past him. If he had guarded the center altar, it would certainly have not been easy for these Martial Arts Grandmasters to reach it. Right now, it was clearly too late for him to return and break their encirclement.

“As expected, your Huatian Palace has found their way here. However, the sacred rite cannot be ruined by you. All those that intend to ruin the sacred rite must die. The coming of an emperor cannot be stopped. Your Huatian Palace will eventually be destroyed. Of course, you are certainly not expecting me to still be alive!”

The entire cleft s.p.a.ce suddenly trembled violently. An aura that was like a heavenly force swept down and enveloped the entire s.p.a.ce.