Demon Cultivator in Abyssal Era

The flames from Instantaneous burned without any hindrance, passing through the stone pillars and illuminating the entire hall.

Chu Xiu looked at the Soul Banner in his hand, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

He discovered that the dense and sticky darkness was actually transformed from countless wronged souls who died in this hall, constituting extremely pure Divine Soul Energy, a great supplement for the Ghosts.

And those blurred silhouettes were merely remnants of thoughts left by the strong ones from the Exorcist Civilization.

After burning them away, all the wronged souls belonged to Chu Xiu.

He could feel that under the nourishment of the vast Divine Soul Power, the Ghost that had previously self-detonated its Soul Body within his Soul Banner was being reborn at an astonishing speed!

"Once everything is refined, my Ghostly Legion might recover two-thirds of its peak power."

Of course, Chu Xiu’s ambitions did not end there.

In the depths of the Soul Hall, there must be more powerful souls present.

And if he could find the location of the inheritance area, the number of Ghosts there would be a thousandfold of this place!

Chu Xiu’s aim was to use these seemingly endless Ghosts to refine into a Ghost King!

But just as Chu Xiu intended to continue exploring deeper into the Soul Hall, he suddenly heard a barely audible sound behind him.

"Crack."

Chu Xiu’s steps halted as he turned to look back, and his pupils shrank suddenly!

Behind him, Jiang Miaoyin, who had been focused on collecting the shattered Soul Bodies, was inexplicably frozen in place, unmoving, her face still maintaining the previous joy.

A red line suddenly appeared around her waist, becoming more prominent until reaching a critical point, whereupon Jiang Miaoyin’s body abruptly split in half as if losing some balance!

"Bang!"

Jiang Miaoyin’s body fell heavily to the ground, blood mingled with torn viscera flowing from the cut, covering the ground in an instant.

Chu Xiu’s expression abruptly darkened, and without a word, he rapidly expanded his Divine Sense around him!

But eerily enough, even when spread out within a kilometer radius, he still caught nothing!

"Did it run away?"

Yet just as that thought arose, a mocking voice whispered in Chu Xiu’s ear, "So you really can’t see me, huh."

In the next moment, an extremely dangerous premonition exploded within Chu Xiu’s heart, a feeling he had never experienced since entering the Abyss!

His hair stood on end, as though an invisible figure had pressed a dagger against his throat!

Without any hesitation, Chu Xiu violently shook Garuda’s Wings, darting swiftly to the side, while the Great Sun Guard Shield appeared in his hand, protecting him completely!

And almost at the instant he made this move, the Shield of the Imperial Five Dragon Crown automatically activated to protect him!

"Clang!!!"

A deafening sharp sound exploded beside him, the shield of the Imperial Five Dragon Crown was slashed open, and then Chu Xiu felt a giant strength from his hand, causing the Great Sun Guard Shield to split in half! Simultaneously, he felt excruciating pain in his chest!

Looking down in horror, Chu Xiu noticed that the Profound Evil Glaze Armor had also been cut open, and the slash continued to tear through his skin, leaving a bloodied wound before finally dissipating.

This made Chu Xiu’s expression instantly turn incomparably grim!

"Such a terrifying attack!"

It penetrated through two pieces of Legend and one piece of Myth equipment!

Though all three pieces were only General Tier, it was still astonishing!

More frightening was that throughout, Chu Xiu never saw the form of the slash, let alone the enemy!

"This is troublesome."

Chu Xiu realized he encountered the type of enemy he was most countered by, an enemy possessing powerful singular attacks coupled with Concealment ability!

And under Chu Xiu’s grave gaze, a figure appeared before him.

It was a tall and thin man, his face abnormally pale with a sickly smile, carrying on his back a Sword Box spreading like a peacock’s tail, with six longswords inserted within.

Among them, one sword was dripping with blood.

At this moment, he tilted his head, scrutinizing Chu Xiu up and down.

After a while, a voice mixed with curiosity and a hint of teasing sounded:

"You don’t seem to be a Heroic Spirit, do you?"