Chapter 115 - 115: Killed
"Hmph!" the Gray-robed Corpse roared, striking out with a purple light shield that instantly repelled the attacking Black-scaled Spear.
Due to the Gray-robed Corpse's slightly delayed movements, the red mist finally took the opportunity to engulf him entirely.
However, to his surprise, although the red mist appeared eerie and dense, it didn't cause any substantial harm?
"Is this kid trying to bluff me?" the Gray-robed Corpse wondered, his anger flaring.
But just then, the demonic sword in his hand, which had been burning with purple fire, suddenly dimmed greatly, its purple fire dissipated, and it even let out a low hum, threatening to slip from his grasp!
"What!" The Gray-robed Corpse's expression changed drastically, his heart greatly shaken, and he quickly retracted the demonic sword back into his body, not daring to expose it again.
As the demonic sword disappeared, the strange suction force finally dissipated slowly.
"This kid's gourd is too strange; it can actually weaken my Spiritual Treasure!" The Gray-robed Corpse felt increasingly uneasy.
He opened his mouth again and spewed out a purple whirlwind, scattering all the surrounding red mist, then quickly retreated, putting distance between himself and Fang Hong.
Fang Hong, meanwhile, continued to use the fire cloud gourd to restrain him, preventing him from using his Spiritual Treasure. A Core Formation Cultivator without a Spiritual Treasure would have his combat power greatly reduced.
"Old ghost, it's time to end this!" Fang Hong let out a low shout, conjuring the Heavenly Thunder Needle. With a flash of golden light, it transformed into a three-foot-long golden sword.
Immediately, he performed the Giant Sword Art, and the entire long sword suddenly expanded several times, pushing the giant sword towards the Gray-robed Corpse with an unstoppable momentum.
"You despicable brat, don't be so presumptuous!"
The Gray-robed Corpse was furious, and he suddenly unleashed an advanced spell. With his palms crossed, he condensed a scorching purple-fire demonic palm and struck it towards the golden giant sword.
"Bang!"
The giant sword and the demonic palm collided violently, spiritual light bursting forth. Fang Hong's magical power was extremely profound, and he controlled the giant sword to steadily push back the demonic palm, appearing to be at ease.
"What kind of cultivation technique has this kid Cultivated?! His magical power is so profound!" The Gray-robed Corpse's heart was filled with shock.
His magical power, as a Core Formation peak Cultivator, was actually inferior to a Late stage of Golden Core Cultivator?
Seeing the critical situation and unable to use his Spiritual Treasure, the Gray-robed Corpse could only risk using a secret art to forcefully increase his magical power.
Anyway, as long as he could Possess that kid, he would be reborn!
The Gray-robed Corpse chanted a strange incantation, and his aura suddenly surged. The purple fire all over his body instantly became more intense and dazzling, and the demonic palm actually grew a size bigger, pushing Fang Hong's giant sword back!
Just as the Gray-robed Corpse sneered and secretly reveled, he suddenly noticed that Fang Hong still looked calm, with a hint of playfulness on his face, as if everything was under his control.
This composed demeanor caused a strange unease to rise in his heart!
"Old ghost, that's all you've got." Fang Hong smiled faintly and immediately activated the Evil-repelling divine thunder.
In an instant, golden electric arcs shot out from the giant sword, instantly tearing through the demonic palm, streaking across the sky, and heading straight for the Gray-robed Corpse!
"What! Evil-repelling divine thunder!!" The Gray-robed Corpse's face turned pale with fright.
He wanted to flee, but it was too late. The golden electric arcs had already surrounded him, striking down on the protective light shield he had set up.
"Ah..."
Accompanied by a shrill scream, the Gray-robed Corpse's figure trembled violently in the lightning, and in an instant, he was struck into ashes by the Evil-repelling divine thunder!
Only a Lifebound Treasure demonic sword remained, floating alone in the air, flickering with a faint residual light.
Fang Hong retracted the Heavenly Thunder Needle, his expression calm. The Evil-repelling divine thunder specialized in countering ghosts and evil, so it was remarkably effective against this old ghost.
"Roar..."
After the Gray-robed Corpse died, his Dragon Corpse lost a certain connection, letting out a low growl, and all the ghostly flames on its body extinguished.
Its massive body trembled slightly, then slowly disintegrated in the air, finally turning into a sky full of flying ash, scattered by the wind.
Xiao Yu and Liu Qian, who were nearby, breathed a sigh of relief.
That demonic dragon was quite difficult to deal with. If they had kept fighting, the outcome would have been hard to say.
"Elder Fang, you are indeed very powerful. You actually eliminated that old ghost so quickly!" The two women approached Fang Hong, and Liu Qian praised him.
"Hehe, I told you so, Sister Qian. Brother Fang's strength can definitely rank among the top three in the sect!"
Xiao Yu also praised Fang Hong, secretly glad that they had found Fang Hong to explore the Immortal Cave together this time. Otherwise, facing this Core Formation peak old ghost would have been truly difficult to handle.
"It's alright, that old ghost was suppressed by my Spiritual Treasure, which is why I got rid of him so quickly." Fang Hong smiled faintly, casually putting the demonic sword into his storage bag.
"Since the old ghost is gone, we should search his Immortal Cave to see if he left behind any treasures." Xiao Yu suggested, a hint of eagerness in her eyes.
"Be careful, in case that old ghost left any hidden tricks." Liu Qian, cautious by nature, reminded them.
Afterward, the three began to meticulously search the spacious Immortal Cave...
After searching for nearly half an hour, the three gathered together and shook their heads. Clearly, besides the pile of spirit stones and four treasure chests, the old ghost had left nothing else.
Fang Hong and the others were no longer polite and divided the pile of spirit stones. Each person received over a thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, which was a considerable income.
"Only these four treasure chests are left. Perhaps the old ghost's treasures are all hidden inside." Xiao Yu pointed to the four treasure chests, her eyes filled with anticipation.
"Let's open them and see." Fang Hong activated his magical power, transforming it into an invisible hand, and gently lifted the lid of the first treasure chest.
"Buzz..."
After the lid opened, rays of blue light shone out from inside the box, followed by an ancient blue mirror slowly emerging, radiating treasure light.
"This is! An ancient treasure! Excellent!" Xiao Yu exclaimed in surprise upon seeing the ancient mirror, her face immediately lighting up with joy;
"Looking at the material, it is indeed an ancient treasure, and a defensive one at that. But... why didn't that old ghost use it just now?" Liu Qian frowned, feeling slightly puzzled.
"Who knows? Maybe he was too arrogant. He thought his Core Formation peak strength could easily defeat Brother Fang, but he ended up being ruthlessly counter-killed by Brother Fang!" Xiao Yu laughed.
Fang Hong shook his head with a smile and continued to open the second treasure chest.
Another blue light shot out, and after the light dissipated, a chilling blue spear appeared, its tip flashing with a cold glint and radiating a sharp aura!
"Haha... another good ancient treasure! Looking at the material, could it be refined from thousand-year-old cold iron?!" Xiao Yu's eyes lit up, clearly very fond of this spear, as her Lifebound Treasure was also a spear.
Fang Hong continued to open the third treasure chest.
Although the first two ancient treasures were good, they were nothing compared to his Heavenly Thunder Needle Spiritual Treasure.
The third treasure chest opened, and another ancient treasure floated out from within!
However, this ancient treasure had a somewhat peculiar appearance. It was a palm-sized jade plate with a silver pointer embedded in it, gently swaying.
