Translator: Sissy That Walk

  Boom!

  Overwhelming Ghost Qi was dispersed from the Ghost Axe. Along with that, thousands of ghosts were released, constantly crying and groaning. They kept making unbearable high-pitch screams which forced many of the lower-level disciples to cover their ears to ease the pain. Still, several Qi Condensation Period disciples had bleeding ears.

  Seeing this, one of the Elders of Tai Hua Mountain flicked his sleeve and reinforced the ward.

  The sky was covered completely by the gloomy Ghosts, which looked horrifying. Wearing black from head to toe, dark as night, Yan Su was staring at Luo Jianqing in an ice-cold gaze. Lime will-o’-the-wisp was kindling in his eyes, as if he was transformed into a real ghost. His figure reflected in Luo Jianqing’s pupils, like an infernal devil.

  “I don’t want to be a bully. Luo Jianqing, after you!”


  Luo Jianqing didn’t waste the given opportunity. Holding Floating Frost in his right hand, he struck with a shred of Sword Qi. Dozens of ghosts twined it up and consumed the Sword Qi in satisfaction. Yan Su burst out in laughter, “So, this is your tactic? Come on, Luo Jianqing, after the fight of Liu Yan Valley, now you are disappointing me. Take this!”


  Then he suddenly attacked with his axe.

  Immediately, the wind roared, and the temperature dropped drastically. Countless ghosts pounced on Luo Jianqing with rage. However, the latter didn’t show any signs of flurry. Instead, with fingertips gently touching the sword, he drew a seal on Floating Frost. A bice delicate pattern emerged from the blade, glittering steadily. Compared to that diabolic flock of ghosts, Luo Jianqing’s sword light was extremely tender.

  Luo Jianqing squinted, “Attack!”


  Vast of bice sword light rippled out like waves. Once the ghosts touched the sword light, they were unable to push forward no matter how loud they screamed. They met at the center of the ring and underwent a tug-of-war. None of them was willing to take a step back.

  After a while, the sword light scattered into pieces and the ghosts flew back into the Ghost Axe.

  Yan Su’s eyes squinted. He operated a hand seal and infused the power into the axe.

  “Nine realms of inferno, blasts into oblivion; thousands of enmity souls, condemned byYama!”


  The gigantic axe pointed straightly at Luo Jianqing and formed a horrifying black skull in the air. If one looked closely, one could find that the skull was composed of tens of thousands of ghosts, each one of them was crying for their grievance. Mammoth enmity and endless Ghost Qi was infused into the skull, making it even more terrifying.

  Duan Hun Sect’s Elder laughed, “Hahaha, I’m not exaggerating. Yan Su came out of the Thousand Ghosts Cave with ten thousand ghosts perfectly tamed by him. Able to refine this Nine Infernos Enmity Axe at middle-stage Nascent Soul Period, he is indeed a genius. Losing to such a legendary Ghost Cultivator, Luo Jianqing of Tai Hua Mountain shouldn’t have anything to complain!”


  Hearing this, Sir Guang Lingzi pounded the desk, “Who told you that creepy guy’s gonna win?”


  Duan Huan Sect’s Elder sneered, “Guang Lingzi, it has been fifty years since we last met. You are still so irritable. Once gashed by the Nine Infernos Enmity Axe, your Tai Hua Mountain’s disciple will definitely be badly wounded. Not only physically, but also his soul will be whacked. You’d better keep an eye on that disciple. That way, maybe you still have a chance to save him.”


  “Open your dim-sighted eyes and look carefully! How come a tiny axe can be compared with Tai Hua Mountain’s True Nine-Petaled Lotus Record?”


  Shocked, the Duan Hun Sect’s Elder quickly looked towards the competition ring. In the center of the ring, the Ghost Qi already filled the whole place. Luo Jianqing stood in a corner as if the black Ghost Qi left him nowhere to escape.

  Luo Jianqing sighed lightly, and said, “So, Cultivator Yan, this is your Final Kill?”


  Yan Su replied in a frozen tone, “You still have time to give in.”


  Luo Jianqing said, “I finally figured out why Fo Zi told you ‘Difference may look great, but I hold both the same. Thus, no delight; no complaint’. Ghost Cultivator is also a ghost. These overwhelming enmities might be a Final Kill of you, but, have you ever thought about the consequence of using them? When facing karma, how – do you think – the owner of these enmities will repay you?”


  Yan Su replied, “Why should I care about them, huh? Once entering the Thousand Ghosts Cave, the ghost soul will never be innocent again. I endured the heart-tearing pain, and they became my slaves, obeying my command! This is the true karma!”


  “Cultivator Yan, suffering awaits, why not convert?”


  “For me, suffering is the necessity of cultivation!”


  Luo Jianqing squinted, then suddenly pounded his sword and let it float in front of his eyes. The teal sword light glittered on Floating Frost Sword. Luo Jianqing stared at it grimly in silence. After a moment, he started to operate hand seal. His fingers danced in the air, quickly as a blurry figure, at the same time, formidable coercive power began to condense on Floating Frost.

  Boom!

  Sky was overcast in which countless lightning writhing in the clouds.

  Luo Jianqing’s pupils shrunk, “Gather!”


  Immediately, a thick pillar-like thunderbolt smashed on the Floating Frost Sword, which, in an instant, was glowing splendidly. Luo Jianqing sealed hand signs single-handedly, pointing at the firmament. He took a leap into the sky, along with him, the Floating Frost Sword gradually hovered and turned, eventually parallel to the ground.

  This seemingly simple sword was pointing at Yan Su silently.

  As if he was sighing, Luo Jianqing mumbled some words in a mild voice. Nobody heard what he said, but the sword light of Floating Frost skyrocketed in a blink. The power of thunder and lightning was infused in it. Magnificent like a mountain peak, the sword took a strike forward without any hesitation.

  “Nine Infernos Enmity Axe!”


  “Blossom Lotus Sword!”


  Bang!

  The moment that the sword and the axe collided, time ceased. The sky was filled by blinding white light.

  Outside the competition ring, the Out-of-Body Period Elder who took charge in the ward was in shock. Using every bit of his Spiritual Power, he quickly sealed a hand sign and set up a ward. On the bleachers, all of the disciples watched this brilliant rivalry with eyes wide opened, didn’t want to waste a single second on blinking their eyes.

  After a while, the light gradually disappeared. Little by little, the scene in the ring could be seen by the audience again. The ground of competition ring was destroyed into bits. On one side of the ring, Yan Su was lying in a pile of broken stone, hand pressed against his chest; on the other side, the elegant cultivator dressed in blue propped his body against the sword and spat out a mouthful of blood.

  There was silence at first, then, the audience burst out in hurrah and applause!

  “Brother Luo wins! Brother Luo wins!”


  “Yan Su was defeated, ‘Xuan Tian’s Four Legends’ need a new name!”


  “Cultivator Luo is so brilliant!”


  The Fiend Cultivator in scarlet was finally relieved. He chuckled, “Hmm, not bad. If you lose, you’re not worthy to be my friend-of-life-and-death.”


  Right now, Luo Jianqing was already overdrawn, and he could hardly move even a little. There was no Spiritual Power left for him to use. He was using all of his strength to standstraight.