Chapter 1877 Hard-spoken but soft-hearted

The aftershocks of their battle were like a raging tsunami, causing mountains to collapse and lakes and seas to overflow wherever they went.

Before this force, even towering mountains are like fragile paper toys, instantly leveled to the ground.

The earth was torn open, revealing deep ravines, and magma gushed from the ground, intertwining with the thick, dark ghostly aura to create a bizarre and terrifying scene.

In the sky, the originally white clouds were dyed an eerie dark red, as if they were soaked in blood.

Under the impact of this force, the sun, moon, and stars lost their original brilliance and became dim and lifeless.

Streaks of lightning ripped through the sky, accompanied by deafening thunder, as if the heavens and earth were trembling for this fierce battle.

The Sword Sect disciples on the edge were already trembling with fear, their bodies ice-cold. Their eyes were wide open, their faces filled with terror and shock, having never experienced a battle between such powerful individuals.

Yun Lanyi and Elder Tianjian dared not be careless at this moment.

Their faces were solemn as they each used their supernatural powers to resist the impact of the aftershocks.

The magical artifact in Yun Lanyi's hand shone brightly, forming a dazzling light screen that protected her.

Elder Tianjian, wielding a longsword, unleashed a torrent of sword energy, shattering the approaching aftershocks one by one.

The other elders also did their best to prevent their disciples from being caught in the crossfire.

But they all looked strained, clearly the aftershocks had put them under immense pressure.

Nangong Yuan reacted quickly, immediately ordering his disciples to return to the sect. He feared that if they stayed any longer, the sect would be destroyed...

In the center of the battlefield, after a brief pause in their exchange, the two quickly resumed their fierce fighting.

As the empress of the ghost clan, Nüba's warlike nature meant she would never easily admit defeat.

He channeled his ghostly power and unleashed the secret technique of the ghost race: the Nine Netherworld Ghost Prison.

In an instant, the surrounding space seemed to be distorted by an invisible force, and black cracks spread through the air, from which came a series of mournful howls.

These cracks continued to widen, eventually forming a huge black vortex, as if it were an entrance to the deepest hell.

From within the vortex, countless ghosts surged forth.

These ghosts come in various forms; some resemble fierce demons with bared fangs and claws, while others are giant skeletons wielding weapons and exuding a chilling aura of death.

They pounced on Lin Jichen, trying to overwhelm him with their numbers.

Each ghost contains a powerful ghostly force, enough to easily annihilate everything, as dense and overwhelming as a storm.

At the same time, the three-eyed demon behind Nüba reappeared.

This time, the ghost's body emitted an eerie light, as if it were a curse from the abyss.

The ghost's three eyes gleamed with a red light, each gaze seemingly capable of piercing the soul, sending chills down one's spine.

It wielded its enormous arms, its weapon constantly shifting, sometimes transforming into a giant scythe, sometimes into a thick spiked club, each attack carrying destructive power as it smashed towards Lin Jichen.

Lin Jichen took a deep breath, and the power of chaos surged within his body like a raging river.

His eyes became incredibly sharp, as if they could see through all illusions.

The Wind Calamity Sword in her hand transformed into a weapon to slay ghosts. Each strike was like a natural counter to the power of ghosts, making Nüba clearly feel the ghost energy in her body being constantly stripped away!

"hateful!"

Nuwa gritted her teeth and chose to confront him head-on, but Lin Jichen's physical strength was in no way inferior. Not only did he fail to harm her in the slightest, but he also caused her ghostly energy to churn and retreat step by step.

"Do they really need to fight to the death? Aren't they going to end up sleeping in the same bed sooner or later anyway?"

Looking at the man and the ghost still locked in fierce combat in the distance, Li Mu couldn't help but mutter to himself.

If the Empress hadn't been too busy to pay attention, she might have rushed over and torn Li Mu to pieces upon hearing this.

"Haven't you realized that this Ghost Clan Empress did this on purpose?" Chu Tianhan stared at the battlefield and spoke calmly.

"Deliberately done?"

"That's right. If I'm not mistaken, she knows that although Lin Jichen has broken through to the Feather Transformation Realm and advanced two realms, his realm is unstable and he has not yet fully mastered the use of true Chaos Power. Under the guise of fighting, she is helping her junior brother stabilize his realm and at the same time helping him adapt to the combat of the Feather Transformation Realm as quickly as possible."

Chu Tianhan revealed the secret in a single sentence.

Lin Jichen, who was in the arena, naturally understood. He knew that Nüba was deliberately helping him, but this proud female ghost was just being stubborn.

But what Nüba didn't know was that Lin Jichen's control over the power of chaos had actually reached a level of perfection.

He seamlessly adapted to the battles of the Feathered Realm, and even surpassed the original Nuwa in his ability to utilize the power of chaos.

Seeing that continuing the fight was pointless, Lin Jichen cleaved the heavens with a single sword strike, shattering the ghostly appearance.

When Nüba tried to resist again, his sword was already at her throat.

"You lost, stop fighting."

Lin Jichen smiled as he looked at the other person.

Nuwa could only stop what she was doing and sneered, "What's so great about it? Anyway, I will definitely reach the Ascension Realm before you. Then we'll see who's stronger."

Lin Jichen didn't argue with him. He smiled sincerely and said, "Thank you."

"Why are you thanking me? I beat you up and you're thanking me? You must have something wrong with you." Nüba rolled her eyes, but secretly she felt a little smug.

"I understand. Anyway, thank you. You've come all this way to protect me. Thank you for your hard work."

How could the demon woman possibly admit it? She immediately scoffed, "Who said I came to protect you? Shameless! I'm here to ask you what you plan to do with that brat Gu Zihan. He's been eating and drinking for free in my Ghost Realm every day, and he's been causing all sorts of trouble. If you don't come and take him away, I'll throw him out of the Ghost Realm to fend for himself."

"Alright, alright, let's just say you really made a special trip for this matter. Now that I've broken through to the Feather Transformation stage, I should be able to resolve Gu Zihan's dual-soul problem."

Lin Jichen thought for a moment and then invited, "How about this? In a few days, my Sword Sect will probably hold a Dragon Slaying Conference, inviting all races of the Three Realms to discuss how to deal with Zhu Jiuyin. You can bring Gu Zihan over then, and we can join forces. If all else fails, we can also have his mother and my wives. With everyone working together, it shouldn't be a problem."

Nüba had already nodded and was about to leave when she heard the words "ladies," and she became furious.

"Why should I make the trip again? I'm not coming! Whoever wants to come can come. Just send some ghost soldier to escort him over and you can deal with him yourself. I'm not going to care anymore, hmph!"

After saying that, Nüba stormed off, leaving Lin Jichen standing there, staring at her departing figure, completely bewildered.

"Did I say anything? How did she become famous?"

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