Chapter 857 - 845: Great Power

"Why waste words with him? He's pretending to be confused. Let's kill him first!" The No-Eyed Child spoke with a sinister tone. For some reason, seeing this person filled it with inexplicable anger.

Chen Mu glanced at the No-Eyed Child with a blank expression.

"General Lan, compared to the ghost generals under your Hai Character Camp, your subordinate here falls quite short."

"Ah, it's a local demon from Nether Demon Heaven." Lan Zhang shrugged and said, "Their minds are all about fighting and killing; they're indeed lacking in cleverness and cunning."

"What do you mean?!" The No-Eyed Child glared at the two of them and asked angrily.

"Still don't get it? You want to kill him, and he wants to kill us too." Lan Zhang said helplessly.

"Haven't you noticed? Since we arrived, he's been quietly absorbing the energy around us."

"If we can reach an agreement, fine; otherwise... huh!" Lan Zhang shook his head and chuckled.

Chen Mu's actions were called out, but he remained unfazed.

"General Lan, your current body isn't your true form, is it?" He squinted his eyes.

The next moment.

Nightmare Victory!

Boom!

A large swath of colorless Seven Emotions Flame suddenly appeared around the big eyeball, enveloping even the shadow on the ground.

The No-Eyed Child let out a wretched scream.

The entire shadow instinctively flew and twisted in agony, struggling to shake off the flames. But the more it struggled, the more vigorously the flames burned.

Simultaneously.

A black and white divine light shot out from Chen Mu's forehead, aiming straight at Lan Zhang.

Yin Yang Qi!

Bam!

A blood-colored long sword appeared before Lan Zhang, blocking the divine light's path.

Upon impact, the black and white divine light shattered like a column of water hitting a wall, scattering into countless glimmers and disappearing.

Lan Zhang, holding the blood-colored long sword, glanced at the shadow disappearing on the horizon before turning his gaze to Chen Mu.

The next moment.

Swish!

Lan Zhang's figure suddenly vanished.

Chen Mu's heart tightened abruptly.

Before he could discern Lan Zhang's whereabouts, the Dao Foundation Jade Cicada Qi and the Heavenly Demon Body Enchantment Divine Qi erupted simultaneously from within him. The dark green Heavenly Demon Armor Body Protection Aura expanded and ascended layer by layer like an onion.

Yet this layered defense was of no use against Lan Zhang.

He suddenly appeared within the heavy protective aura, and by the time Chen Mu locked onto him, he was already close to Chen Mu.

The blood-colored long sword seemed to disregard the surrounding energies, effortlessly piercing through a thin veil of water, silently thrusting toward Chen Mu's chest!

Chen Mu's heart leaped, his hair almost stood on end.

In this instant of peril.

Clang!

The pale Yang Judge Bone Shield appeared, barely blocking the blood-colored long sword.

Chen Mu instinctively flipped his hand upwards.

The suddenly appeared high dark jet-black Yin Mist Moon Blade in his right palm deflected the blood-colored long sword.

He then flipped his wrist and struck hard downwards.

Bam!

Lan Zhang seemed like a ball, being slashed away by Chen Mu's black moon blade.

"So close!"

"That was close!"

"If it hadn't been for the Yang Judge Bone Shield appearing at the last moment, I would've been stabbed through by that blood-colored long sword!"

Chen Mu felt like a string broke in his mind, a surge of murderous intent flooded over him.

"Too terrifying!"

"This person is too terrifying!"

"He must be killed!"

Behind him, the Clouds Holding the Moon phenomenon flickered past, and a gigantic dragon head, several floors tall, suddenly appeared.

The tens of thousands of Ghosts in the Five Ghosts Bag instantly merged into the Yin Divine Dharma Form.

"Not enough, far from enough, Myriad Ghosts Possession!"

Chen Mu's body transformed into a black hole, the massive black dragon behind him turned into black and silver mist, like a school of fish seeing food, rushed into Chen Mu's body.

Boom!

Black flame-like vigor surged around Chen Mu.

"Yin Divine Dharma Form, Mountain-Carrying Scripture?"

"I underestimated you," Lan Zhang steadied himself, widening his eyes.

"But you shouldn't have absorbed this power within you." His lips curved upwards.

Why does the Netherworld need to craft Soul Summoning Banners to manipulate Yin Soldiers?

Isn't it for fear that the Ghost Generals cannot withstand the many Ghosts' mental impact?

"With so many Ghosts' mental impact, it looks like I won't have to do anything; you'll be driven insane by this chaotic mind." Lan Zhang laughed gleefully.

Meanwhile, Chen Mu felt a flood of cold power rushing in, massive forces clashed around inside him, like holding a mighty serpentine creature with both hands, utterly ungraspable!

Just as he felt he was about to explode, a bland wave suddenly swept across his body.

The Great Power Divine Ability gained from consuming the White Bird Divine Soldier turned instinctively.

The forces originally rampaging found a path like a river finding its channel.

Still rapid and surging, yet now directed.

Buzz!

Chen Mu suddenly looked up, eyes crimson and ferocious.

Gold light flashed, Shrinking Earth into Inches, he instantly appeared before Lan Zhang, gripping the jet-black moon blade with both hands, slicing downward.

Lan Zhang, keen on the spectacle, never anticipated such a change, pupils contracted as he instinctively raised the blood-colored long sword to block.

Clang!

The blade collided, a surge of vigorous qi swept through, the surrounding grass, bamboo, and stones at White Bird Lake were instantly blown away.

"Almost killed me, this demon is too dangerous!"

"Die, die, die, die, die..."

Chen Mu wielded the black moon blade like a hammer driving a nail, instantaneously slashing seventy-two times.

Lan Zhang had no room for response,

Boom!

The ground around him for five hundred meters was pounded two meters deep in the aftermath.

Lan Zhang himself was pinned waist-deep into the earth.

"You never stop, do you?!"

Lan Zhang returned, looking grim.

Ha!

A hemisphere of blood light exploded around him, instantly sending the frenzied Chen Mu flying.

Pulling his legs from the earth, Lan Zhang's face turned incomparably gloomy.

Being pinned to the ground and beaten like a dirt mouse. Even though he's a clone, he'd never suffered such humiliation.

Just as he was ready to disregard the clone and unleash the Dismantling Technique against Chen Mu.

Looking up, the demonized state was gone, with Chen Mu standing afar with a smile.

He opened his left hand, revealing a faint energy in his palm.

"General Lan, your energy is flawless, if it weren't for this outburst, I'd have found it hard to capture it." Lan Zhang's heart tightened, then showed mockery.

"A mere Nightmare Victory Technique."

"The colorless flame is indeed mysterious, but using it against me... huh!"

"General Lan is indeed a figure of significance." Chen Mu grinned, showing his grim teeth.

"Such a figure must be gifted generously!" With eyes glowing red, he smiled maliciously.

Suddenly, Lan Zhang sensed something amiss and instantly transformed into a blood shadow, escaping hundreds of meters.

But as he distanced himself from Chen Mu, Chen Mu activated the Nightmare Victory Spell without delay.

The curse method followed the energy, tightly locking onto Lan Zhang.

Then... a pale white light followed the curse's energy, accurately striking Lan Zhang's forehead.

Netherworld Qi!

Poof!

Lan Zhang, just standing firm, suddenly stiffened, his complexion quickly faded to gray.

Surprisingly, he looked at Chen Mu, showing a semi-smile, just about to speak.

Boom!

His entire being abruptly exploded.

Countless black-red blood fog surged from him, accompanied by howling ghostly cries into the sky, forming vast blood clouds.

Chen Mu managed to control a portion with Enchanting God Qi Mechanism.

The remainder split into numerous blood-colored Black Wind Demons, like scarlet meteors, furiously crashing into various parts of White Bird City.

Looking upward, Chen Mu couldn't resist gritting his teeth.

"Damn Lan Zhang."

"Even after death, he's restless!"