Chapter 1273 - 1270: Shackles Unsealed

Do you have any insights about devouring ghosts?

"I don't believe it."

Jiang Zhongcheng lunged forward, his four arms reaching out to make contact. Once touched, no one could break such toxicity.

"Zhang Han, quickly dodge." Xiao Bai was taken aback.

Chu Hao did not retreat but advanced directly into the Ghost Poison.

Jiang Zhongcheng laughed loudly, "You're courting death."

Jiang Zhongcheng's four arms were already grasping Chu Hao's body.

Chu Hao deftly formed seals with his hands and pressed them onto the four-armed Ghost Hand, calmly saying, "Devour."

The Devouring Curse Mark can absorb anything related to ghosts. It's essential to know that this Devouring Curse Mark has been constantly upgraded by Chu Hao, capable of even devouring members of the Giant Tribe.

Sure enough, Jiang Zhongcheng's smile froze suddenly.

The Ghost Poison power within him started to rapidly drain away once Chu Hao had him in his grasp!

"Ding... Devoured Ghost Poison, Unparalleled Tyrant Body increased by 0.001."

"Ding... Devoured Ghost Poison, Unparalleled Tyrant Body increased by 0.002."

"Ding... Devoured Ghost Poison, Unparalleled Tyrant Body increased by 0.001."

Jiang Zhongcheng exclaimed in surprise that at this rate, his Four-Armed Ghost Poison is sure to be rendered useless.

"What an opportunity." Jiang Zhongcheng roared, intending to rip Chu Hao apart.

Unfortunately for him, Chu Hao's physical body was incomparably powerful, unmoved by Jiang Zhongcheng's full effort, as solid as a rock.

"Ding... Devoured Ghost Poison, Unparalleled Tyrant Body increased by 0.001."

The opponent was still absorbing Ghost Poison, to an extreme degree of perversity. Jiang Zhongcheng, having been a Yin-Yang King for a long time, had never encountered such a situation with his Four-Armed Ghost Poison. This young man was wholly his nemesis.

The four arms quickly released Chu Hao.

But one arm was grabbed by Chu Hao's hand, like a pincer. He said, "Come on! Maybe if I hold it a bit longer, I'll finally get poisoned."

Damn!

Do you take me for a three-year-old child?

Jiang Zhongcheng formed seals with both hands, making the Four-Armed Ghost Poison disappear. He stepped back angrily, "Kid, you have quite the skills."

Chu Hao shook his head, "Sorry, it's just that you're too weak."

"Ding... Geniality stimulated pretentiousness, gained seventy thousand Pretentiousness Points."

Jiang Zhongcheng was on the brink of spitting blood, a dignified third-level King Realm shackles, deemed too weak.

Jiang Zhongcheng bellowed, "Don't think this is all I've got. Let me show you the real power of a Yin-Yang King."

Jiang Zhongcheng formed seals again, letting out a low roar as if in severe pain. His spine exploded upwards, shredding his clothes.

A ghost shadow identical to Jiang Zhongcheng drilled out from his back, bearing an evil grin.

Xiao Bai furrowed his brow, "As expected, it's an evil technique."

No matter the place, evil techniques are looked down upon.

Firstly, evil techniques primarily rely on despicable means of cultivation.

Secondly, evil techniques are not orthodox Yin-Yang Techniques, often being heretic paths.

However, there are indeed terrifying evil techniques, but Jiang Zhongcheng was clearly not one of those.

Through Jiang Zhongcheng's evil technique, that ghost shadow possesses ominous resentful energy, apparently having devoured many Evil Ghosts and human souls to cultivate into this form.

Jiang Zhongcheng sneered, "While you're still alive, you better take a good look."

Jiang Zhongcheng formed seals, and the ghost shadow's resentful energy surged, howling skyward with sound waves vibrating.

In the next moment, the ghost shadow was upon him.

The speed was too fast, almost like teleportation, appearing right before Chu Hao.

Its hand pierced toward Chu Hao's heart, executing a Ghost Heart Rip.

But it failed to pierce through.

A thick layer of ice wall appeared on the surface of Chu Hao's body.

Chu Hao reacted swiftly, grabbing the Ghost Hand, as the terrifying Cold Ice power spread across the ghost shadow.

Unbeknownst to him, a ghostly white hand appeared at the ghost shadow's crown, striking at his brow.

This move was unavoidable, practically impossible to dodge.

The ghostly white hand struck down but didn't hit Chu Hao. Instead, it hit a stone.

Xiao Bai said, "Do you really think I'm absent?"

Jiang Zhongcheng coldly rebuffed, "Heavenly Path Pupil, huh? I'll kill you first."

Jiang Zhongcheng, alongside the ghost shadow, began forming seals.

"Ghost Technique, Burial Death Curse."

The ghost shadow also formed seals, both synchronizing their movements.

In the next instant, a mass of black sludge spilled out of the ghost shadow, resembling Netherworld Water, filled with countless ghosts, screaming, wailing, crying, as if a Hell approached Xiao Bai.

Being entangled might turn him into one within this black water.

Xiao Bai's Heavenly Path Pupil transformed into the nine-hook Golden Pupil, protected by the Golden Body Tao Shadow.

Yet, to his horror, he realized that the black death water streaming down turned into an ice river, frozen in mid-air.

That ghost shadow wore a face of agony.

Jiang Zhongcheng was also shocked, looking down.

Chu Hao lowered his sealed hands, "Just learned ice magic, it's not bad right?"

What nonsense!

Can something just learned be so formidable? Completely freezing his Burial Death Curse, typically unachievable by most.

Chu Hao formed seals again, and Jiang Zhongcheng was highly vigilant, comparing Xiao Bai, he knew at least the abilities of the Heavenly Path Pupil.

In comparison, Chu Hao seemed overly mysterious, earlier absorbing Ghost Poison, now showcasing such astonishing Cold Ice magic.

On Coral Island, some water droplets hovered around, Chu Hao formed seals, turning those droplets into ice beads, then reshaping them into ice spikes.

They densely packed, overwhelming, piercing upwards.

Jiang Zhongcheng's face changed. Usually, he'd disdain ordinary ice's power, but Chu Hao's Cold Ice magic was undoubtedly top-notch.

"Ah!"

The ghost shadow stood before Jiang Zhongcheng, issuing a painful scream, pierced an unknown number of times by the ice spikes.

Jiang Zhongcheng got injured too, his anger mounting, a dignified King Realm, unable to deal with two young Taoist Masters?

Jiang Zhongcheng formed seals and shouted, "Release."

The ghost shadow issued a deep howl, its pupils turning red, emitting a desolate red light, and ghost markings appeared on its hands, indicating the release of shackles.

This was the power of a Yin-Yang King.

The ghost shadow raised its hand into the air.

"Boom!"

All the ice spikes disintegrated into ashes, annihilated by a formidable force of resentful energy powering it all.

Jiang Zhongcheng's eyes went red too. His cultivation differed from others, relying on the ghost shadow's shackles. Once the King Realm shackles are broken, he couldn't control the ghost shadow for long, as Xiao Bai indicated. His cultivation path with evil techniques easily leads to backlash.

Xiao Bai gasped, "Such powerful resentful energy, I understand now. The true third-level King Realm shackles are not him, but this ghost."

Ghosts, like humans, have shackles, just substantially harder to break through than it is for humans.

However, once a ghost breaks its own shackles, they become terrifying existences.

This ghost has evidently broken through two shackles, and its hands have morphed strangely, with the terrifying resentful energy clearly evident.

Jiang Zhongcheng commanded, "Kill them."

The ghost shadow moved like black lightning, striking towards Chu Hao's heart.

An ice wall appeared, but this time it couldn't withstand, shattered by the ghost shadow's blow.