1451: C1451 Meeting Is Fate

C1451 Meeting Is Fate

Swish!

Just at that moment, the woman had already charged over. The long spear pierced through Ann Sudong's body along with her, and she charged towards the back.

F * ck!

The eight kings behind shouted, while Lian Junyu and the rest also ran. This woman was crazy. Ann Sudong was actually attacking them instead of killing them!

"Hmm... This is an illusion?! "

Fatty Wang said. He could clearly see that the woman had penetrated Ann Sudong's body and was not real!

"Ghosts!" Ann Sudong said plainly.

Fatty Wang laughed out loud. He didn't believe in gods or buddhas. In his eyes, those so-called gods were just cultivators with higher cultivation and longer lifespans. Naturally, he didn't believe in ghosts either.

He rubbed his chin, and stared unwaveringly at the remaining women, "Tsk tsk, even after death, he still retained the spirituality he had before his death. Is this the so called Divine Realm user? "I've really gained experience."

If Ann Sudong hadn't stepped forward to test his, he would never have believed that a woman with such a terrifying aura was just a ghost.

When Lian Junyu and the others saw that Ann Sudong did not die, they finally reacted. A trace of embarrassment and annoyance flashed across their faces.

The remaining women also rushed over, but they still went through Ann Sudong's body without harming him at all.

However, Ann Sudong could faintly feel that the Spiritual Sense was a bit sluggish. It seemed that although this ghost would not cause any harm to his body, his Spiritual Sense still suffered an impact.

He activated his Sword Heart and entered the ethereal state on the divine platform. That feeling of sluggishness immediately disappeared without a trace, and all his misgivings disappeared at once. It would not take long to explore this ship, as he would be able to withstand it himself.

It was just that, when these women were alive, their strength was incomparably strong, far stronger than the rest of the Spiritual Realm. After they died, they were even able to leave behind a trace of obsession that turned into a ghost, which was simply unimaginable.

It had to be known that this large ship had broken through space and arrived. The strong ripping force in the air could have shattered the Spiritual Sense, but it did not kill these ghosts.

At this moment, Ann Sudong was absolutely sure that these women were real gods before they died!

What is a god?!

In Ann Sudong's knowledge, only by becoming immortal and immortal could one be called a god.

Now, not only was a large ship from the Divine Realm destroyed, all the other divine beings had also died.

Previously, Ann Sudong had already guessed that the so called Divine Realm, so called gods, were definitely not existences like the immortals on Earth.

The Divine Realm mentioned by Spiritual Realm should just be a high-grade version of the Spiritual Realm, with an even larger domain, richer resources and more high-level cultivators. However, they were definitely not immortals like Supreme Lord Lao Zi, who could do anything from the heavens to the earth.

The few women once again charged at the crowd. Although they weren't a threat to the body, they were still capable of inflicting heavy damage to the soul.

Ann Sudong was naturally fearless, this kind of intense burning of the soul could last him at least three to five years, but it did not mean that it was the same for the others. The people who comprehended the heart of martial arts and the Golden Immortal Stage experts could also resist for a while, but the others did not have the ability.

However, when they thought of the precious treasures that might appear on the great ship, no one was willing to retreat. Entering the treasure mountain and returning empty-handed was even more difficult than killing them.

Moreover, this so-called lucky chance wasn't something that could be obtained by relying solely on strength. Otherwise, how could there be so many people exploring the mystic realm for treasures?

"BOOM!"

At this moment, a cultivator in the realms suddenly arrived and was unable to get up.

He was obviously dead.

The Spiritual Sense was gone, the rest of his body was just an empty shell, without a ruler.

In the outside world, a cultivator of the Mortal Realm could be considered an expert that dominated a region. But now, he had died without a sound, and no one had time to lament over the fact that under the constant attacks of a few women, the five sects continued to collapse, all of them cultivators below the Mortal Realm.1

"Those below the Mortal Realm, why aren't you retreating?!"

Suddenly, Little Sword King shouted in anger.

He had already trained his Sword Heart. This sound penetrated the soul, causing many people who were wrapped in ghosts to have a trace of clarity. They gritted their teeth and unwillingly left the cabin.

Lives and lucky chances, I guess. Lives are more important!

Although the cultivators of True Immortal Stage were still dizzy, they could still endure it for a while. However, no one took the opportunity to fight with their lives on the line, and took the opportunity to rush forward like a swarm of bees.

Ann Sudong and Fatty Wang looked at each other and followed the crowd out of the corridor.

This time he finally chose the right direction, and in front of him appeared a staircase leading to the upper floor.

The cabins were still as empty as before.

Of course, the patrolling ghosts still existed. However, this time, the group completely ignored them and kept their heads down as they charged forward.

Soon, they arrived at the third floor.

It was different from the lower two floors as it seemed to be a cabin room. The room was large and the facilities were luxurious. It was obvious that the people living on this floor were all people with status.

Ann Sudong guessed that the residence should be at the steward level on the ship.

There were even more spirits on this level, a total of thirty of them. They were divided into six squads and madly attacked the group.

The True Immortal Stage could not hold on any longer, they all held their heads and started to wail. Luckily, Ann Sudong was prepared, he took the initiative and kept Fei Ling'er Rabbit and the Gold Searching Rat into his storage pouch, Yi Chen was truly a enchanter, so he was not afraid, as long as he had his own Sword Heart, he was not afraid.

Suddenly, the five major sects suffered heavy casualties, and True Immortal Stage fell at every moment, turning into an empty shell.

The people from Ancient Tomb Sect were extremely tempted. If they could refine the corpses of these True Immortal Stage experts into corpse soldiers, the strength of their Ancient Tomb Sect would definitely soar.

The people from the five great sects naturally noticed this. Even though the two sides were in an alliance, they were still scared when they were stared at by such a pair of naked eyes. They wished they could get rid of this group of evil people first.

"This King wants to take away these corpses, do you have any objections?!" King of Ninth Netherworld finally could not hold it in anymore, "The corpse soldiers refined by our sect still have combat strength. Now that there are many dangers, it can be considered as waste use!"

The five great sects couldn't wait to curse loudly. These were all their fellow sect members, and if they died, they still had to use them. They were simply insane.

Besides, the corpse soldiers made from Ancient Tomb Sect were under his control, so they could deal with ghosts. Who knew if they would discover the treasure or not?

Without a second word, the people from the five big sects took all the dead bodies.

Breaking through the ghost's obstruction, the group continued their journey. Suddenly, the area in front of them widened as a woman in heavy armor sat in the middle of the empty cabin. Her red cloak fluttered without any wind, giving her a majestic look.

A commander level ghost!

"Leave!" As the female commander spoke, the surrounding ghosts all dispersed.

The female commander's gaze swept across everyone's face before she suddenly smiled and said, "It's been so many years. I didn't expect to be able to meet you before you all died. Good. It's fate that we meet each other. I will treat you all to a cup of tea!"

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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