In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path-Chapter 845

Chapter 845: 349: Three Souls Claiming Spirits!

A punch the Ghost King dares not resist_2 Chapter 845: 349: Three Souls Claiming Spirits!

A punch the Ghost King dares not resist_2 In the blink of an eye, the dark sky suddenly brightened.

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The rapidly condensing Spiritual Energy, like auroras dancing across the sky, converged into the bright silver punch.

A terrifying Spiritual Might pierced through heaven and earth, instantly colliding with the red soul hair that surged upward.

Bang!

A vast amount of red soul hair shattered; countless souls entwined within them, unable to be transcended, screamed in agony as their souls burned in the silvery light of the Human Immortal Dao Force, dissolving one by one.

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Where Human Immortals stand, demons and evil spirits retreat!

Churning—

The dispersed energy reached the opposite canyon walls, crashing into them and causing the cliffs to fracture with thunderous noise as huge chunks fell away.

The Qianluo Ghost King immediately felt that almost suffocating pressure once again.

Seeing the silvery punch, like a white rainbow piercing the sun, tear through the soul hair and with undiminished force fiercely rush towards him, a vision of the ancient giant’s terror suddenly arose in his spirit.

His mind trembled; he immediately summoned more Soul Power with the Soul Device to counter it.

Another violent, roaring collision occurred; a large patch of soul hair suddenly burst into blinding light, burning in the silver light.

The Qianluo Ghost King shuddered, feeling smoke rising from the top of his head and back of his brain.

Many of his soul hairs collapsed, the controlled souls vanished, and his Ghost King body was shaken.

His soul felt a slight burn and even that Human Immortal Soul Power again invaded his mind, creating an intimidation.

He instantly recovered from this long-neglected sensation of pain; his mind flashed with many ancient texts and images, finally awakening long-sealed memories.

“Human Immortal, this is the power of an Ancient Human Immortal.

Didn’t the Human Immortal Dao System collapse long ago?

Why is there still such an orthodox Human Immortal power?”

Beneath the Nether Spring, long isolated from the world.

Even the old woman from the Three Saints Palaces beyond this realm had not expected Chen Dengming to possess Human Immortal Dao Force, let alone the Qianluo Ghost King.

The moment he recognized the Human Immortal Dao Force, the Qianluo Ghost King immediately knew he could no longer depend on his higher cultivation to resist forcefully.

Chen Dengming’s earth-shattering punch was too heavy!

So heavy that even he felt the pain, unable to endure it directly.

Even knowing that his opponent, with weaker strength, had burst out such astonishing force must have spent a great deal of Dao Force and at a high cost.

He certainly couldn’t maintain it for long, but he still couldn’t gamble with his life.

“Must not withstand it head-on!”

Noticing Chen Dengming diving down from the air, unleashing another earth-shattering punch, the Qianluo Ghost King no longer hesitated and immediately withdrew all the soul hairs that entrapped and disturbed Feng Qingbo.

The next instant!

A dazzling silver column of light flashed across the sky.

Feng Qingbo had just escaped from being trapped and, before he could even happily thank Chen Dengming, he felt his hair stand on end, detecting an imminent, terrifying threat!

“Not good!”

He immediately cast a spell, his form vanishing in a flash, fleeing through the Qi Escaping Skill.

Almost instantly, the astonishing silver punch force landed where the two had just evaded.

It exploded on the ground like a thunderous roar from the skies, the ground and surrounding forests immediately collapsing, powerful forces raging all around, altering river paths, collapsing mud and rocks, and dust rising everywhere.

Feng Qingbo, just entering the state of Qi Escaping Skill, was forcefully shaken out, swept dozens of meters away by the formidable energy.

Despite having the protective power of the Nascent Soul, he couldn’t help but spill blood from his mouth, his internal energies churning, inwardly cursing.

However, Chen Dengming felt a sinking in his heart just after delivering that punch.

The Qianluo Ghost King’s avoidance was too fast; it was like the ghostly shadow of an illusion.

Even though he had swung first, with a punch as fast as lightning, the opponent managed to escape earlier than he acted, and now had completely vanished.

This speed indicated that if he wanted to escape, there was absolutely no possibility of escape.

And if it came to fighting, with only three punches left in him at this speed, he might not even be able to hit his opponent.

Unless the Qianluo Ghost King continued as before, sitting still and letting him strike, which clearly wasn’t possible, the opponent had learned from his previous mistake and was now smarter.

“Elder Feng must restrain this Qianluo Ghost King, to create an opportunity for me.

I cannot strike rashly!

Otherwise, once the Human Immortal Dao Force is exhausted, it will be a path to death!”

Chen Dengming’s thoughts raced as he swiftly communicated a Divine Sense to Feng Qingbo.

His eyes began to light up with a blue glow as he implemented the Heavenly Vision to capture the location of the Qianluo Ghost King.

As soon as he activated the Heavenly Vision, instantly the changes in the wind, vegetation, air currents, light, and Spiritual Energy around him, leaving nothing unnoticed, were meticulously grasped by Chen Dengming.

In a flash, he caught a glimpse of a crimson dark shadow flashing behind him, a strong threat looming.

Inside the Soul House, the Dark Spirit almost simultaneously issued a warning.

However, it was already too late.

Just as Chen Dengming sensed the threat, a power directly assailing the soul invaded his spirit.

Simultaneously, swathes of red soul hair, like flowing light stabbing forth.

Chen Dengming’s spirit was immediately jolted with excruciating pain.

He felt a hideous devil enshrouded in black Yin Thunder lightning burst into his heart, rapidly blocked and suppressed by Dao Force, preventing it from posing a direct fatal threat.

But in that moment of distraction, he only managed to raise his arms to block.

“Puff puff puff—”

Large amounts of red soul hair flickered with astonishing sharpness and Spiritual Light, piercing into his robust, tough flesh which was comparable to a Magic Treasure.

They barely penetrated a fifth into the muscle, yet entrenched like barbed fish hooks deep within the flesh.

Opposite, the figure of the Qianluo Ghost King, clothed in ancient austere armor and red hair, appeared, his inhumanly pale eyes revealing a hint of a sinister smile.

“Had a good time hitting just now?”

His red hair immediately burst into a dazzling brightness, a devastatingly eerie power abruptly infused into the soul hair.