867: C867 Ultimate

C867 Ultimate

In the mortal world, Situ Xuan looked old and was leaning on a walking stick. He was at least 90 years old. He was truly too old. The wrinkles on his face crisscrossed each other like ravines.

He sat cross-legged on the mountain peak and looked at the great rivers and mountains with a profound gaze.

This was the Fengdu Mountain, the legendary Ghost City, the Land of Samsara.

In reality, no one dared to approach this place during the day, let alone at night.

But tonight, an old man from the mortal world walked over. These days, he felt that his lifespan was coming to an end, and many memory fragments appeared in the market in his mind.

A gust of cold wind blew over. Inside the thick black fog were many ghosts that were quickly closing in on Wang Lin. Numerous faces appeared within the black fog. They were all extremely hideous.

Fierce Demon!

When the wraiths saw the blood and flesh, they became excited and rushed towards Situ Xuan to kill him. However, the moment he neared Situ Xuan, his body suddenly surged with a monstrous amount of purple qi.

With a hum, the air vibrated fiercely. The evil spirits let out miserable shrieks as they were burned by the Violet Qi!

The great Confucian Qi, the Righteous Qi, and the Yin energy did not dare to approach his body!

Situ Xuan's eyes were calm as he raised his head to look at the countless dread wraiths. "What is life, and what is death?"

The wraiths screamed and retreated, not daring to answer him.

There is life and death, death and life. Nothing in the world can escape the cycle of reincarnation. Situ Xuan sighed, "Death isn't scary, but can you all tell me who I am?"

As the evil ghost retreated, Situ Xuan began to pant heavily, as if he would die at any moment.

Dang, dang, dang.

The entire Fengdu Mountain was shaking as a huge, pale bell appeared in the sky. This bell was extremely terrifying. A baleful aura emanated from him as his killing intent permeated the air. Who knew how many people he had killed?

Bells!

The Fengdu Mountain treasure was controlled by the Fengdu Mountain Ghost King, this was a Immortal King powerhouse!

A death knell appeared, and on the white death knell, a youth sat cross-legged. The youngster looked to be around sixteen to seventeen years old with a pair of dazzling wings on his back. His eyes were scarlet red as he coldly looked at Situ Xuan.

It was the Spirit King!

"Your esteemed self has no cultivation fluctuations at all, your lifespan is coming to an end, and you won't be long." You don't cultivate the Dao, you don't cultivate the magic, you don't cultivate the divine arts of the Western Orthodoxy. Mortal and the cultivation world do not have much to do with each other, so why did you come to my Fengdu City today? " The Spirit King asked softly.

"To find an answer." Situ Xuan's expression did not change. He was leaning on his walking stick with a bent waist.

The Spirit King was stunned, "What answer?"

"Who am I?" Situ Xuan asked.

The Ghost King chuckled, "Old man, you don't even know who you are, how would I know?"

"The book says that the Fengdu City is a ghost city, and there are Three Lives Stones hidden inside, reflecting the image of my previous life, so I wanted to take a look." Situ Xuan said.

"The books were all written in the blind. The Three Lives Stone is not in my Fengdu." The Spirit King said.

"The book is right, it's in Fengdu." Situ Xuan was very stubborn.

The Spirit King could not be bothered with him and turned around to leave.

Situ Xuan panicked and loudly shouted, "Please wait a moment, what the book says is absolutely true."

The Spirit King suddenly turned around, it had already lost its patience. His eyes were as sharp as knives as he stared at Situ Xuan. At the same time, he slammed his palm down on the white colored knell clock beneath him.

When...

With an extremely miserable sound, the millions of ghosts in the Fengdu Mountain all came back to their senses at the same time. Following that, countless ghosts began to reform under the clouds, turning into a gigantic skull!

The skull was simply too large. It was like a mountain as it stretched across the heavens.

In the far distance, on the ground of the tomb as well as on the mountain peaks of the two realms, everyone saw the gigantic skull.

Mu Buyi, the Lost King, the Qiong Qi King, the Grief Heart, and the White Snake Immortal King all saw this gigantic skull.

"It's the Ghost King, who has left the Three Realms!" The Buried King was like an immortal as he muttered to himself.

"The Ghost King is a heavyweight of the Immortal King. No one is willing to provoke him. Who is fighting with him?" In the Western Orthodoxy, the son of hope saw this scene.

He was the son of the Sovereign of Hope and was very well-informed. He had lived for a long time and knew that there was an Immortal King hidden in the Fengdu Mountains. This Immortal King Great Leader, even though he was at the ninth level of the Middle Earth Realm. However, he did not belong to any camp. He wasn't the strongest amongst the Immortal King giants, but he was the toughest to deal with. As long as Fengdu Mountain existed, the Ghost King would exist and not die.

An enormous skull dropped from the sky, swallowing Situ Xuan whole.

However, in the next moment, a beam of divine light shot out from the skull. It was a beam of golden light. The righteous energy was vast and stirred up the entire Wasteland!

Immediately after, the skull exploded!

An old man floated there in mid-air, his face pale.

Upon seeing this elder, everyone was shocked in their hearts.

This was because this old man was too ordinary, yet too extraordinary!

A boundless golden light burst out from his chest. That beam of divine light was from his heart!

Qin Wentian's heart continued to frantically evolve. Soon after, it actually turned into an ancient mirror, which entered his palm and fingers.

Heart like a mirror, the sign of the Great Sage, the symbol of the Ultimate Dao!

Buried King's pupils fiercely shrank, "Another Almighty Dao user, Golden Age, truly terrifying!"

In this era, Buried King only saw two Supreme Dao cultivators. The first was the third one, Meng Xuan's true self, and the second was this old man!

What is an Adept?

Adepts were people who stood at the very pinnacle of a given domain. They were people who were on the verge of becoming Paragons.

Three Zombies in the path of zombies had already reached the pinnacle. That was why he was a Zenith Emperor corpse. And Situ Xuan, on the other hand, walked on the path of a great scholar. He stood at the peak, overlooking the entire world, unrivalled.

Situ Xuan held the mirror in his hand, shining it into the sky. As the skulls disintegrated, all of the ghost souls exploded into black mist and disappeared.

"Just who am I?" Situ Xuan coughed as a trickle of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. His lifespan was almost over, and even a supreme cultivator wouldn't be able to live for long.

He was only ninety years old, but he had been studying the Dao of Confucianism for the last ninety years. He had exchanged his endless longevity for the Dao.

The Spirit King was furious, it rang the death knell again.

An absolutely miserable bell sound rang out, and soon after, it turned into a massive wave, drowning Situ Xuan.

However, the moment they neared Situ Xuan, all of the bells turned into a spring breeze and only blew his hair.

"Are you very strong?" Situ Xuan seriously asked, "But why didn't I feel it?"

The hearts of all the Immortal King's giants trembled once again.2

The ignorant was fearless, and the pure heart of a child was truly a peerless existence. Just now, it was the fearless heart that had emerged from his body that countered the attack!

The Ghost King was furious. He had been in this place for so many years, yet he could not even defeat a single mortal. Just what kind of humiliation was this?

"You're courting death!" The Spirit King stood up, an earth-shattering aura blossoming from his body.

He was serious.

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