Chapter 429: Chapter 429

The Ghost Soldiers Formation surrounding him was even more troublesome than the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch encountered before. If Ding Fan used the Fire Blade, then Mu Zi's prime soul might be scattered by the flames of Ding Fan's Fire Blade. However, if he didn't use the Fire Blade, then Ding Fan could only be devoured by the Myriad Ghosts.

At this moment, Ding Fan had to make a decision, because the Ghost Soldiers Formation had begun to close in. If Ding Fan didn't make a quick decision, he would likely end up failing to save Mu Zi and trapping himself within this Ghost Soldiers Formation.

Whoosh... Without any hesitation, Ding Fan immediately invoked his Flying Sword.

As soon as the Flying Sword was released, it slashed directly at a Ghost General to the side. Now placing all his hopes in killing that Ghost General, Ding Fan aimed to break the Ghost Soldiers Formation.

Once the Ghost General was killed, the formation would be leaderless, and perhaps the Ghost Soldiers Formation would be broken.

Squeak... The Flying Sword transformed into a streak of light that shot directly towards the Ghost General outside the formation.

Facing the Flying Sword, the Ghost General had no reaction whatsoever; the Longsword flew straight through the throat of the cloaked man whom the Ghost General had possessed.

Thump... As the Flying Sword passed through, the cloaked man's corpse fell straight to the ground.

The cloaked man was slain... But Ding Fan's expression remained severe; he knew that the physical body was just the Ghost General's host, and the real key was the Soul Body hidden within that body.

"Ignorant man... really, I don't know how you conquered the Saint Sovereign... to use such a petty trick against me..." After the cloaked man's corpse fell, a black shadow stood beside the corpse, evidently the Ghost General himself.

The host body had been destroyed by Ding Fan, and now if Ding Fan could annihilate this Soul Body, then all would be easily resolved...

But now, there was no more time left for Ding Fan. The Ghost General suddenly let out a long cry into the void, and all the surrounding soul bodies charged aggressively toward Ding Fan.

Ding Fan frowned at this moment, and he did not dare to take any chances. Utilizing his near-unnatural movement technique, he dodged back and forth amidst the onslaught from the soul bodies. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩⟡𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚⟡𝘯𝘦𝘵

Ding Fan now dare not rashly use the Fire Blade; if he accidentally destroyed Mu Zi's prime soul with it, he really wouldn't know where he could go to regret his actions.

"Let's see how long you can dodge!" the Soul Body roared nearly madly.

The Ghost Soldiers Formation was already tough to defend against, and currently Ding Fan couldn't mount any counterattack. As time passed, Ding Fan himself understood that he would definitely be consumed by these surrounding Ghost Soldiers.

He needed to find a way to annihilate the Ghost General, for only by executing him would the Ghost Soldiers scatter like monkeys without a leader...

The only way to annihilate the Ghost General was to use the Fire Blade, but now, being surrounded and attacked by these Ghost Soldiers, it was not an easy task to use the Fire Blade.

The Ghost General, watching inside the Arena, saw Ding Fan struggle desperately and laughed wildly. "Today, I shall personally witness how a man whom even the Saint Sovereign couldn't handle will die by my hand."

By now the Ghost Soldiers Formation was fully activated, and Ding Fan was completely trapped. In the Ghost General's eyes, Ding Fan could only face death today – even if Ding Fan used the Fire Blade right now, he had lost the chance to break out of the Ghost Soldiers Formation.

Just when the Ghost General was sure that Ding Fan was doomed, the Ghost Soldiers that had been rushing forward furiously as if their lives depended on it suddenly stopped their assault as if by some agreement and ceased their attacks...

These Ghost Soldiers, gathering around Ding Fan, now surrounded but did not attack him, as if restrained by some fear.

"How... how is that possible..." The Ghost General, initially curious, was dumbfounded after looking at Ding Fan.

For where within the Ghost Soldiers Formation was Ding Fan? The figure standing proudly amongst them was none other than the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch.

"How... how is it possible... The Saint Sovereign has been slain by the Jiuzhen of the Upper Xuan Sect... how is this possible..." Upon seeing the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch in the Arena, the Ghost General simply couldn't believe his own eyes.

When the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch tormented these soul bodies during Soul Refinement, they all harbored deep resentment and fear of him in their hearts.

Therefore, once the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch appeared, these surrounding soul bodies stopped their attack and just stood guard calmly around him.

Was the figure really the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch? The answer was obviously no! The real Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch had long been slain by Jiuzhen of the Upper Xuan Sect, and the one standing here now was still Ding Fan.

Pressed by the Ghost Soldiers Formation a moment before, Ding Fan had suddenly thought of Duorou.

Duorou could imitate the appearance, scent, and aura of others. And the person these soul bodies feared the most was undoubtedly the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch.

When Ding Fan had disguised himself as Ru'an before, Duorou had indeed seen the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch, so it had a good understanding of the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch's appearance, scent, and aura.

Being adept at mimicking various masters, Duorou's current imitation of the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch indeed deceived all the surrounding soul bodies.

Since the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch had been exceedingly cruel to these soul bodies, as soon as Ding Fan transformed into the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch, the Ghost Soldiers were too frightened to continue their assault.

And just as the Ghost Soldiers Formation had momentarily ceased, Ding Fan seized the opportunity. His figure flashed violently, and he used his extraordinary movement technique to break free from the surrounding Ghost Soldiers Formation.

And just after breaking out of the Ghost Soldiers Formation, Ding Fan threw out a Fire Blade directly.

The Fire Blade surged forth with great intensity, heading straight for the Ghost General.

The Ghost General, still wondering how the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch could still be alive, was completely unprepared when Ding Fan's Fire Blade came slashing down.

In the blink of an eye, the Fire Blade was already in front of the Ghost General. It was impossible for him to evade it any longer.

Wuu... The Ghost General let out a wail, and with that grievous cry, his soul was extinguished by Ding Fan's Fire Blade.

Seeing the Ghost General's soul extinguished by the Fire Blade, all the surrounding Soul Bodies trembled in fear. Duorou had replicated the aura of the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch perfectly, and none of the nearby Soul Bodies doubted that Ding Fan was their master, the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch.

With the Ghost General annihilated, the Soul Bodies had no one to command them, and the Ghost Soldiers lost their threat.

Ding Fan looked around at the Ghost Soldiers. "You all, disperse on your own, and do not harm others..."

Hearing Ding Fan's words, the surrounding Soul Bodies seemed to receive a great pardon; in just a moment, they had all vanished without a trace.

At that time, there were five new souls wandering back and forth onstage; these five Soul Bodies were clearly the five main souls that the Ghost General had just summoned with the Soul Summoning Banner.

Ding Fan then walked over to the side of the cloaked man's corpse, directly picked up the Soul Summoning Banner.

This Soul Summoning Banner was a treasure for controlling ghostly beings, and it was precisely because he wanted this treasure that the Ghost General had found a host body...

With a wave of the Soul Summoning Banner, after a moment of hesitation, the five Soul Bodies dispersed.

There is not only the notion of summoning with the Soul Summoning Banner but naturally also the concept of sending souls. Ding Fan had just used the Soul Sending Art to send those five new souls back to where they came from.

Watching the five Soul Bodies leave, Ding Fan promptly cast the Fireball Technique, burning the cloaked man's corpse to ashes.

As for the Soul Summoning Banner, Ding Fan had no intention of keeping it; he threw it into the fire as well.

Such ghost items are harmful to keep; it was better to burn them directly and avoid further trouble.

Having taken care of these matters, just as Ding Fan was about to leave, after the cloaked man's body was completely burnt, two dark beads unexpectedly fell out.

Ding Fan was taken aback; although the Fireball he had thrown was not some Heaven and Earth Strange Fire, ordinary treasures couldn't possibly survive such a fire. The fact that these two beads had survived indicated they must have something special about them.

"Master... they are ghost pills..." Duorou quickly recognized the origin of the two dark beads.

The so-called ghost pills, similar to Demon Cores, are the culmination of one's cultivation at a certain threshold within their body.

And these two ghost pills were clearly not cultivated by the Ghost General himself. A Soul Body capable of condensing ghost pills must have a truly fearsome level of cultivation, likely beyond the ability of even three or four Ghost Generals to resist.

These ghost pills were likely obtained by the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch from somewhere. After the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch was killed, the Ghost General took these two ghost pills with him.

Ding Fan made a grabbing motion from afar and took possession of the two ghost pills.

Ding Fan then threw one of the ghost pills to Duorou.

Being things of yin and coldness, the ghost pills were extremely beneficial for the cultivation of both Duorou and Zizi; with two of them handy, Ding Fan decided to reward them each with one.

"Master... you're really giving me this ghost pill?" Duorou asked in disbelief.

You see, Duorou's previous master was terribly miserly, and it was already a great favor if he gave Duorou a medicine residue.

If he obtained a treasure like a ghost pill, Duorou's previous master would certainly have swallowed it himself... As for giving one to Duorou, that was simply out of the question.

Therefore, when Ding Fan gave the ghost pill to Duorou, Duorou was completely astounded.

Demon Cores were already difficult to come by, and ghost pills were even rarer...

"After you swallow this Pill, go refine it in the storage ring," Ding Fan said nonchalantly.

Giving Duorou a ghost pill was not a significant matter; if Duorou had not helped by disguising as the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch, Ding Fan probably would have been devoured by those Soul Bodies by now.

"Thank you, Master..." Duorou respectfully knelt and spoke to Ding Fan after climbing down from his shoulder to his palm...