Free Web NovelChapter 716: Chapter 553: Fight to the Death
"It’s done!" Yang Xiao was ecstatic at the sight. freёweɓnovel.com
The headless old ghost stopped moving, and layers of fog gathered around its body, quickly covering the headless corpse entirely. Through the gray mist, Yang Xiao could barely make out a shadow standing within.
The elder from the Academy showed no joy after his victorious strike; without hesitation, he retreated right back to stand in front of Yang Xiao.
"Elder..."
It seemed the elder knew what Yang Xiao was about to say. With a profound look, he stared unblinkingly at the headless corpse behind the fog, where the green long sword appeared as if it were carved from a single piece of jade. Even held loosely at the side, it emanated an intimidating evil Qi.
Seeing this, Yang Xiao also understood. The elder’s strike had only delayed the Daoist robe old ghost’s momentum but could not solve the problem fundamentally. The Daoist robe old ghost... could not be killed!
Soon after, a horrifying scene unfolded. Another ghostly figure emerged vaguely behind the mist, unmistakably a ghost due to its terrifying appearance. It stood 3 meters tall, its large body causing it to sway as it walked, and its swollen head looked as though it could fall off at any moment.
The giant ghost-like figure walked straight towards the headless old ghost and then bizarrely vanished behind it. At the same time, Yang Xiao barely noticed the old ghost’s body beginning to change; the missing head seemed to be repaired by some unknown force, and at this rate, a head would regenerate in just a few minutes!
By devouring another ghost, the Daoist robe old ghost had surged in strength, a chilling spectacle that left Yang Xiao utterly shocked, and then another ghostly figure approached from the distance... freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
"This is bad!"
The elder from the Academy also had a look of alarm. After opening a spatial rift beside him, his figure vanished once more, appearing directly before the Daoist robe old ghost, his sword splitting the fog. The withered corpse was instantly exposed.
Yang Xiao was startled by the scene before him. Now, the corpse had grown back half of its head. The elder moved with great speed, sword held horizontally, and pierced straight through the heart, the blade embedding half its length into the Daoist robe old ghost’s chest. Simultaneously, the corroded trees behind the old ghost also snapped, as if sliced by an invisible force.
This sword carried an unmatched might; in Yang Xiao’s mind, none of the people he had encountered so far could have survived such a blow. Yet, it still wasn’t enough against the Daoist robe old ghost. The next second, the severely wounded old ghost raised a hand and caught the elder’s wrist in a backhand grip.
Corrosion spread, the elder’s sleeve deteriorated and became riddled with holes. Large patches of lividity appeared on the exposed skin, which soon turned into gaping wounds. Flesh dropped away, exposing the white bones beneath.
Having devoured a ghost, the Daoist robe old ghost’s power had soared, now able to contend with the elder. But as Yang Xiao could tell, it was not yet the match of the Netherworld-level elder. The fact that the old ghost could catch his wrist was more due to the elder’s unwillingness to let go of the Qingming Treasure Sword.
Nevertheless, Yang Xiao felt the cost was too high. The power of decay climbed the elder’s arm, holes appeared in his cloth, and lividity marks surfaced on his exposed neck. As his outer garments grew more tattered, Yang Xiao was astonished to see that the elder wore a plain white funeral clothes vest underneath, and the corroding power halted entirely upon reaching it, unable to damage it in the slightest.
Without a doubt, this funeral clothes vest was also a Protective Magical Artifact, and a high-rank one at that!
With a growl, the elder’s sword plunged downward, tearing open the Daoist robe old ghost’s chest. After pulling out the Precious Sword, he quickly retreated.
Back in front of Yang Xiao, the elder looked far more miserable than before, his clothes in tatters and his sword-wielding right hand visibly eroded. His arm was stripped of flesh down to the near-exposed bones, with thick blood continuously dripping down the sword blade.
"Elder!" Yang Xiao panicked. In this exchange, the elder had clearly taken a serious hit, nearly losing his right arm.
However, the elder showed no sign of panic and calmly raised his left hand to grab his right arm. The next second, a strange power resonated, and Yang Xiao couldn’t help but widen his eyes; he saw the elder’s injuries begin to reverse.
No, not just healing, not simply recovery, but... reversal!
Yes, Time Retrospection!
First, the lividity on the neck faded, then the wounds on his body, right shoulder, right arm... Erased flesh grew back, the worst injury on the wrist covered by new flesh until it was as good as new.
This sight completely shattered Yang Xiao’s understanding. It was far more sophisticated than any healing technique of the Xiu Sect Master by manifold; he immediately recalled the events that had happened in the Mirror World, having been pulled by this force, time retrograded, allowing him to escape the Daoist robe old ghost’s pursuit, returning to his room—and even back into his bed.
Was this the power of a Netherworld-level master?
Terrifying indeed!
But undoubtedly, this healing technique must have consumed an immense amount of spiritual power. In the meantime, the Daoist robe old ghost had devoured two more ghosts, and the head had completely regenerated, with the surrounding mist denser than before.
Yang Xiao had figured out where these ghosts had come from—they were from the artifacts of Han Jun, vice-chair of the Elder Council, and the Xiu Sect Master. Both were Ghost-level Apostles, with Han Jun being a peak existence within You Level Middle. Naturally, the artifacts in their possession were top-notch. Having devoured three ghosts in a row, the Daoist robe old ghost’s strength had greatly increased, making today’s events difficult to conclude well.
