The Nether Ghost Lord had once been a super expert. His name had shaken the world. His Nether Ghost Life and Death Technique had shocked the world.
Back then, when people talked about the Nether Ghost Life and Death Technique, they were all terrified.
After disappearing for countless years, the world had long forgotten this expert who had once shocked the world. Who would have thought that he would return at such a critical moment?
The Nether Ghost Lord!
The camp was in an uproar. The elders of the various forces were all excited.
The appearance of the Nether Ghost Lord might be able to change the current situation.
His black robe fluttered in the wind. Beneath his feet, a sinister and cold aura spread. The temperature in the air dropped rapidly. Everyone trembled.
"You're courting death."
The Nether Ghost Lord's palm suddenly pressed down. His palm gave off a dazzling black light. One could vaguely hear the screams of ghosts. Countless black aura condensed into a savage creature that rushed out of his palm. It swept through the world and attacked the young marquis' servant.
"A mere sinner dares to attack me. You're courting death." The servant seemed to be born superior. He looked down on everything and looked down on the Nether Ghost Lord.
"Let me refine you," said Ye Futian.
The servant raised his hand and slapped out. An earth-shattering dragon roar reverberated in the air above the Demonic Sky Fire Domain. Everyone trembled.
"Such power. What kind of secret technique is this? Why is it so strong?"
Someone exclaimed in shock. The combat prowess displayed by the Little Marquis' group was simply too powerful.
Moreover, the secret technique they cultivated was completely different from the secret techniques of the Godsfall Battlefield. Even their origin power seemed to be different.
Roar!
The Nether Ghost Lord was too powerful. His aura was like a rainbow. He stomped his foot and soared into the air. He followed behind the evil creature and arrived in front of the servant.
"Shatter!"
The Nether Ghost Lord roared. The black creature formed from black aura opened its mouth and instantly swallowed the servant's palm.
Crack!
The black creature easily dissolved the servant's attack. After swallowing the palm, its aura grew stronger. Under the control of the Nether Ghost Lord, it attacked again.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, a blood-curdling scream was heard. The black creature had bitten off one of the servant's arms, causing blue blood to flow out. The servant's face was ferocious as he broke free from the black creature's attack range. He quickly retreated and roared in anger, "Despicable sinner, you dare to cut off my arm? I, Ning Qi, will tear you into pieces so that you will never be reincarnated."
However, just as he finished speaking, the black creature opened its bloody mouth again and charged at him.
"Kill!"
The Nether Ghost Lord was expressionless as he used the Nether Ghost Life and Death Art, his killing intent surging.
In the encampment, an elder revealed a smile. "As expected of the Nether Ghost Lord. Truly powerful."
"After all, he was a super strong cultivator from three thousand years ago. He could control life and death. Back then, he had already stepped into the Invincible Saint Realm. Now, he is even more unfathomable."
"The Dark Ghost Life and Death Art is too powerful. It can forcefully strip a cultivator's Primordial Spirit and destroy it."
The most important things for a cultivator were the Primordial Spirit and the Origin Source. If the Origin Source Star was shattered, it could be reformed, but if the Primordial Spirit was destroyed, the cultivator would die completely.
The Dark Ghost Life and Death Technique targeted the Primordial Spirit.
"Ah!"
The elders in the encampment spoke one after another. On the battlefield, the Nether Ghost Lord had complete control. The servants were suppressed, and the black creature constantly tore at them.
In the air above the Fire Essence Mine, the Young Marquis' face was gloomy, his eyes filled with killing intent.
He did not say a word, but the other servants could feel his anger. One of the female servants said, "Young Marquis, this person is a bit demonic. The secret technique he used is somewhat related to our place. Ning Qi is not his match."
"What is there to say to a sinner? Let's attack together and destroy him."
… …
Myriad Path World, Dao Palace.
The power of the Thunderstruck Wood was very strong. After Fang Chen absorbed five pieces of the Thunderstruck Wood, he had completely comprehended the Fire Origin Source.
Boom!
He suddenly opened his eyes. Flames surrounded him as if they could burn the sky. The Fire Origin Source filled his entire body.
"Is this the Fire Origin Source?"
Fang Chen stretched out a finger. A wisp of flame danced on his fingertip. The power of the Origin Source was hidden within.
Of the five Origins, one could become a Saint if they could comprehend one. Those who could comprehend two were few and far between. Their potential was comparable to the top geniuses of the Godsfall Battlefield.
Those with three Origins were rare. Even in the Dao Palace, there had only been one in all these years.
Whoosh.
Fang Chen withdrew his aura and exhaled. He relaxed his mind. With a thought, the two Origins circled around him, swimming slowly like yin and yang fish.
"The repulsion is very strong."
Fang Chen whispered. Although he had mastered two Origins, he could clearly feel the repulsion between them.
"The ancient almighty spent their entire lives searching for a way to fuse the Origins. If they could fuse them, their power would increase exponentially."
The five Origins were the original power of heaven and earth. They formed the balance of heaven and earth. The five powers were completely different and repulsed each other.
But the creativity of humans was limitless. Since it existed, it was reasonable.
The ancient almighty had succeeded. At the same time, they had also found a path for cultivators to reach the peak of martial arts.
After thinking for a moment, Fang Chen shook his head. He had just mastered two Origins. It would be too difficult to fuse them. He should not bite off more than he could chew for the time being.
"The power of fusing two Origins is already earth-shattering. What about three or four?"
Suddenly, a curious thought popped up in Fang Chen's mind. Since ancient times, was there anyone who possessed five Origins and merged them together?
"Can Primal Chaos Supreme do it?"
Fang Chen murmured.
After stepping into the Five Elements Saint Realm, one would understand how difficult it was to cultivate in the Saint Realm. It was like a threshold with every step.
There seemed to be only one level of difference between an Invincible Saint and a Primal Chaos Supreme. But in reality, there was an insurmountable gap.
After the Godsfall Battlefield, heaven and earth changed dramatically. The Primal Chaos Supreme had become a legendary existence, extinct in the world.
There were almost no records of the Primal Chaos Supreme in today's books. Fang Chen did not understand much about the mysteries of that legendary realm.
Gently shaking his head, he stopped thinking about it. He stood up and put away the remaining five pieces of Thunderstruck Wood. As for the five pieces that had been used, they had already dimmed.
Fang Chen could feel the excitement of the Hidden Star Sword. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, old brother. I'll let you devour these pieces of Thunderstruck Wood. Wait for me to find a blacksmith in the Dao Palace."
During this seclusion, Fang Chen had comprehended the second Origin. His strength had skyrocketed. He had also completely comprehended the Origin Sword Art. His trump card, the Heaven-Severing Alchemy, had also improved.
If he were to face Xu Yan again, he was confident that he could defeat him.
Dong dong dong!
Wang Daoyun came, bringing news of the Demonic Sky Fire Domain. Fang Chen's expression was grave.
"Even the Nether Ghost Lord was defeated?"
Fang Chen was a little surprised. He did not expect the young marquis to have a heaven-defying treasure that could block the Nether Ghost Lord's attack.
"Who are they?"
Fang Chen was even more puzzled. He thought of many things.