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第三千三百七十二章 心头灵兆

The Ghost Mother of the Netherworld was truly a formidable existence, capable of even performing such legendary supreme divine powers.

Her face showed a look of seriousness as she opened and closed her hands, reciting ancient and obscure incantations from her lips.

Beside her, the Phantom Messenger's face lit up with excitement. Even for cultivators at his level, who had already undergone tribulation, few had the chance to witness the Six-Word Evil Ghost Curse firsthand.

This was a rare opportunity, so he naturally wanted to observe it carefully.

After all, such supreme divine powers contained profound celestial laws, and even just observing them could greatly benefit one's cultivation. Although they might not break through their own bottlenecks, they would still gain some enhancement in strength by understanding these techniques.

The incantations from the Ghost Mother became more urgent. Suddenly, her right hand shot out, pointing forward. The nine light spheres flashed with a burst of talismans on their surfaces.

A dark hurricane began to swirl.

This hurricane was incredibly gloomy, and within it, ghostly wails could be heard. Red lights flickered intermittently.

"Open!"

The Ghost Mother shouted loudly. Before the words left her lips, the hurricane spun around and dispersed.

Then a large spider the size of a basin appeared in front of them. More astonishingly, on its back was an eerily lifelike ghost face.

Greenish-blue with sharp teeth!

That ghost face opened wide, and a loud rumbling sound echoed as it spat out a blood-red beam from its mouth.

The beam flashed past and struck the protective shield covering the city wall.

Silently, the thick light curtain melted like ice melting away, forming a hole about ten feet in diameter.

Though it didn't look impressive at first glance, remember that countless ghostly creatures had attacked for so long without making any headway. The power of tribulation beings was indeed far beyond ordinary cultivators.

A hint of joy flashed across the Ghost Mother's eyes as she immediately blurred into the crack and vanished inside. Of course, the Phantom Messenger followed closely behind.

In an instant, the broken barrier repaired itself. This array had been personally set by King Arur, incredibly complex to truly break down. The Ghost Mother's trick just now was merely a lucky one.

But what did it matter? They were already in this place.

The ambush of the Five Phantom Ghosts had drawn all the city’s experts' attention, leaving King Arur's defenses vulnerable.

For them, this was the best opportunity. If they could take off King Arur's head, their struggle would finally have a clear outcome.

"Let's go!"

Before her words were fully spoken, a layer of grayish-white阴气 wrapped around her body.

Then that mist blurred and disappeared into the surrounding void. The Phantom Messenger beside her acted similarly.

The two wanted to kill Mo'er here, but direct confrontation was not the smart choice. So they suppressed their presence, planning to strike opportunistically.

Mo'er was already in grave danger...

Lin Xuan did not know any of this, yet his mood inexplicably grew increasingly agitated.

Was something bad about to happen?

Lin Xuan pondered silently, his face showing no signs of slackness. After all, at his level, some inner omens were incredibly accurate.

He didn't think the two厉鬼 could pose a threat to him.

Could it be that Mo'er had encountered an unexpected change?

With this thought in mind, Lin Xuan disregarded the surrounding enemies and released his immensely powerful divine awareness.

His divine sense was akin to one of the three realms' top-tier powerhouses; ten miles wasn't much.

The siege continued as fiercely as ever. King Arur's ancient barriers had not been broken through yet. Since these barriers remained intact, Mo'er should not have encountered any troubles. Could it be that his concerns were too intense, causing him to misinterpret the omens?

Lin Xuan thought thus.

Before he could fully process this thought, a cold voice rang in his ears: "Boy, what are you daydreaming about? Don't worry; I'll make sure your soul disperses here, and you won't have any more troubles."

Before the words were out, a crackling sound echoed as a black blade sliced through.

The blade transformed into a writhing demonic dragon as it approached Lin Xuan.

"Trivial trick!"

Lin Xuan was not afraid at all. He raised his right hand, and greenish light surged forth.

The light flashed, transforming into a fierce tiger that did not back down from the demon dragon, clashing with it fiercely.

Meanwhile, Lin Xuan stepped forward. His right hand trembled as an ancient-looking spear appeared.

He grasped it behind his back and raised it high above his head, swinging it downward with force.

Space ripples erupted, and numerous intricate talismans appeared in his vision.

These symbols flickered and formed complex arrays that merged into a crescent-shaped light blade.

Rule powers surged across the sky as he thrust it at the opponent with great force.

Nearby, loud explosions echoed as ghostly howls filled the air. Medea and another tribulation-level ghost were also fighting fiercely.

...

While this city's protective barriers were formidable, their coverage was limited to a few hundred miles in each direction. In such a small area, even if there were additional barriers within the city, finding one person would be incredibly easy for a late-stage tribulation being.

Soon, they discovered Mo'er's hiding place. It was a floating building in mid-air. While it appeared unremarkable from the outside, as King Arur’s reincarnation, Mo'er hid here.

Surrounding the building were many guards patrolling. Their cultivation levels were formidable, mostly above the Profound Origin stage.

Such guard strength was already impressive, but this time, they faced the Ghost Mother of the Netherworld.

Flyto was born into the Arur clan. Although he had been born when the former king had reincarnated, Flyto heard many tales about his predecessor from a young age.

He revered King Arur deeply. Therefore, when Mo'er was confirmed as the reincarnation of King Arur, he immediately pledged allegiance to her without hesitation.

Loyal and devoted, even though the king's strength had not fully recovered, he believed that one day, Mo'er would once again become King Arur and regain her glory.

However, the other five kings harbored sinister intentions. Jin Yue’s Corpse King openly pursued and attacked Mo'er.

The siege continued as fiercely as ever. Who knew if they could hold this time?

Flyto's thoughts were interrupted when a sudden movement in his brow stopped him: "Who is hiding there? Are you planning to assassinate our master?" (To be continued.)

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