Aspiring to the Immortal Path-Chapter 1052: Commanding

The sight of Flying Swallow floating in the air made Tang Jie smile. "In the end, we're still fighting."

When plans failed, it was time for fists to do the talking. This was how it had been since ancient times.

A moment later, Flying Swallow gathered a red cloud in front of her and pushed it at the ghosts.

The Ghost Kings immediately threw up their strongest barriers. After all, someone that Sovereign Yunhai had to go to such lengths to seal couldn't be underestimated.

Surprisingly, the red wave wasn't threatening at all, like a gentle breeze. Meanwhile, Flying Swallow began to retreat toward that paradise in the wall.

Tang Jie was startled, and then he called out in realization, "She's trying to run! Stop her!"

What?

The ghosts were flabbergasted.

This woman who had just moments ago been enchanting all the ghosts, who had just been threatening them all into being her subjects, had run away.

Run away!

What was going on here?

As everyone was taken aback, Flying Swallow reached the wall. Just as she was about to flee into her paradise, a Nether Attendant suddenly emerged beside her, swinging its scythe at Flying Swallow.

Flying Swallow was caught off guard. Knowing well the consequences of being touched by a Death God weapon, she had no choice but to evade, but in doing so, she missed her best opportunity to escape. The Nether Attendant had naturally been sent by Tang Jie, as only its ability to blink could match Flying Swallow's speed. This bought enough time for Tang Jie to arrive, a punch hurtling toward Flying Swallow.

"Impudent!" Flying Swallow raged, striking back with a palm. Boom! With one strike, Tang Jie flew backward like a cannonball.

This woman might not have made an impromptu breakthrough to Violet Palace, but she was truly at Violet Palace now, at Deification!

This confrontation against a Deification Violet Palace True Lord had Tang Jie almost instantly dying from the massive gap in cultivation. Even with his perfect body and body cultivation, all of his organs were pulped and his bones were shattered, blood gushing out from several dozen places across his body.

Even so, he shouted, "What are you standing around for? Don't let her escape!"

The ghosts came to their senses and attacked in unison.

In terms of judgment, Flying Swallow had been correct.

Several dozen Ghost Kings turned quantity into quality, particularly as at least half of the surviving Ghost Kings were high-tier ones, only one tier below Flying Swallow. She was no match for so many powerful ghosts.

But she had made the mistake of running before fighting.

To do so meant cowardice, which inspired courage and confidence in her foes.

While several dozen Ghost Kings could rely on their numbers to kill a single Violet Palace True Lord, it would come at a heavy cost. Just killing Sovereign Yunhai had caused twenty-some Ghost Kings to lose their lives. While this was partially because of the formation suppressing them, the strength of an Emperor could not be underestimated.

Thus, all of the ghosts were uneasy when facing another Emperor and would have preferred not to fight.

Flying Swallow running undoubtedly gave all the ghosts the impression that this battle was winnable, that this woman had been weakened and was perhaps even weaker than Sovereign Yunhai, so they became willing to fight.

Thus, the ghosts charged into the fray.

Perhaps retreating wasn't a mistake. The mistake was that she had run into Tang Jie and failed to retreat.

Regardless, she had lost the best chance to escape, and her fate was sealed.

Seventy-some Ghost Kings began to take turns fighting a single Violet Palace cultivator.

Flying Swallow wasn't weak, but her Dao Art had been rendered useless by Tang Jie. Moreover, she cultivated the Ghost Dao, which was all about controlling ghosts, but when Sovereign Yunhai defeated her, all of her ghosts had been slain, and she had been sealed here. To prevent her from linking to the Nether and summoning ghosts to assist her, secret arts were employed to lay down an isolation formation. She was essentially at seventy percent strength and was comparable to an Infant Tending True Lord.

Thus, she found fighting so many Ghost Kings extremely difficult.

Winds ripped through the hall as the ghosts barraged Flying Swallow with spell arts, and this Deification cultivator gradually began to tire. Although she had managed to kill a few ghosts, this served only to incite the inner savagery of the survivors, who seemed to recognize that she was only putting up a tough front.

The balance slowly tipped against her.

But at this moment, a voice called out, "Everyone, be careful! This woman is only feigning weakness! Do as before and divide into three groups. One group attacks, one group rests, and the other group guards the exit. Don't let her escape!"

It was Tang Jie.

He stood from the rear, standing straight and tall despite all the blood gushing from his wounds.

This left everyone stunned. After all, even if Tang Jie had his perfect body, even if Ghost Dao cultivators weren't known for their powerful attacks, and even if Flying Swallow had been in a hurry and not used full force, Tang Jie was still at Celestial Heart, not Immortal Platform. He shouldn't have been able to recover so easily. That singular strike would have instantly killed the vast majority of Spirit Ring cultivators. For Tang Jie to survive was rare, and to recover so quickly was simply miraculous.

But he had done it.

He held his chest, his face pale as he spoke.

After the previous battles, the ghosts trusted him, so they immediately divided into three groups.

With the number of opponents going from seventy to only twenty-some, Flying Swallow was under much less pressure and seemed revitalized. She extended her hand and shot out a spray of violet-black energy at the ghosts.

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This time, instead of dividing her power across seventy different streams, she only needed twenty-some, and she could vary the power placed into them. With one blast, she sent four Ghost Kings flying, even obliterating one of them, shattering their barrier and turning their body into dust with an elegant hand. The remaining three were heavily injured.

The ghosts were alarmed, but Tang Jie said, "Look—she really was feigning weakness! Everyone, watch out and keep yourselves safe. Don't let her find an opening."

The ghosts felt that his argument made sense and that they would have suffered even more losses without his warning. They also cursed this woman for being so cunning despite being a Deification cultivator and began to act more cautiously.

Their caution gave Flying Swallow more time to catch her breath. She inwardly celebrated the sudden stupidity that had afflicted that clever brat from before that caused him to employ the wrong strategy, thinking that the heavens must have been wishing for her freedom. She swore to kill all these ghosts and extract their Primal Souls to empower herself. This was a hundred Ghost Kings! The most resources she had ever seen in her life! A reward from the heavens for the thousands of years of imprisonment she had endured!

The thought made her more crazed, and she attacked with greater ferocity, slaying ghost after ghost.

She was already a little stronger than Sovereign Yunhai, and with Tang Jie's "foolish commands" aiding her, the battle became much easier for her.

In the heat of battle, a Ghost King attacked her from behind: the sixth Yaksha brother, Marasha.

As a fork was about to stab into the back of Flying Swallow's head, Tang Jie shouted, "Heartblaze Ghost Fire!"

Heartblaze Ghost Fire was Marasha's specialty and was extremely powerful, but it took some time to cast. However, Marasha obeyed Tang Jie's command and started to use it, instinctively trusting in his commands.

But before he could use the Heartblaze Ghost Fire, Flying Swallow hastily turned around to face Marasha, her eyes flashing with a divine light. Marasha froze, and then he felt a chill across his neck, and then the world spun around him.

"Brother…" Marasheng cried out in grief.

I'm dead? Marasha thought to himself, and then all descended into oblivion.

Flying Swallow laughed as she turned to attack Marafeng this time, her hands manifesting numerous claws in the air that sought to take his life.

Marafeng was fast, but his speed couldn't possibly compare to that of the Deification Flying Swallow. Marafeng knew that he wouldn't be able to evade, so he moved to the other ghosts, thinking that if this woman was going to chase him down, she would have to endure a barrage from the other ghosts first.

But at this moment, Tang Jie's voice rang out again: "To the right!"

Marafeng instinctively moved to the right, where the Heartless Ghost King was charging out to receive him. Only a ghost of this level could take a blow from Flying Swallow without a problem. But as he moved, a claw intercepted him and seized his face…

Even a ghost was unwilling to see a Yaksha's face being crushed like a watermelon.

"Old Seventh!" Marasheng wailed.

While Marafeng might not have realized why he had died, he did.

Tang Jie's advice was correct, but Flying Swallow's ears worked just as well as Marafeng's.

The moment she heard it, she reacted even more quickly than Marafeng, cutting off his escape route and taking his life.

That accursed Maraju—how could he make this kind of mistake!?

Marasheng resentfully thought.

At this moment, someone screamed, "Little Brother!!!"

In the rear, "Maraju" hoarsely yelled, "Witch, I'll kill you!!!"

Holding his wound, he charged into the fray.