Capturing the Ghost King

Translator: Cinder Translations

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The Ghost King broke free from the banner and roared as it charged towards Su Jingshu in mid-air.

Su Jingshu's expression grew stern, not daring to delay for a moment. He quickly activated the black flag again.

The small flag transformed into a towering figure and descended towards the deep pit in the center of the courtyard.

At the same time, Su Jingshu quickly descended to avoid the Ghost King's attacks.

He continued to make hand seals with his hands.

The other four Su family members also performed their hand seals, directing them into the array's formation points.

Suddenly, the entire courtyard was bathed in a blood-red light.

The blood-red light grew more intense, dyeing the pitch-black night sky crimson.

The Ghost King, which had been charging at Su Jingshu, suddenly felt an overwhelming force press down on it, as if a mountain was crushing it.

The Ghost King's speed drastically slowed, and its movements became sluggish.

The blood-red eyes revealed through the helmet's gaps erupted with endless hatred.

This feeling was all too familiar; it was the same power that had kept it trapped in the pitch-black underground for thirty years.

Unwilling to be captured without a fight, the Ghost King swung its massive sword.

In an instant, the wind howled, as if turbulent waves were trying to counteract the array's power.

However, this formation was not something it could resist with its pseudo-third-tier strength. No matter how much it exerted its ghostly energy, it couldn't break free from the array's control and was gradually pulled into the deep pit, descending towards the depths below.

Su Jingshu's expression brightened, and he rapidly changed his hand seals.

He shouted, "Seal!"

At the bottom of the pit, there was a small platform with the towering ghost banner inserted in its center.

Immediately, a blood-red transparent barrier appeared on the platform, enveloping it entirely and sealing the Ghost King within.

Su Jingshu sighed with relief and approached the edge of the pit, looking down.

The Ghost King was continuously smashing against the blood-red barrier but could not shake it.

The other four Su family members also breathed a sigh of relief, ready to move towards the deep pit, but were stopped by Su Jingshu.

"To avoid complications, let's finish this quickly and capture the ghost in the banner."

"Continue to maintain the array and assist me."

The group sat cross-legged, continuing to perform hand seals.

In the deep pit.

The ghost banner's blood-red light intensified, and a terrifying suction force emerged from the banner, pulling the Ghost King towards it.

The Ghost King continued to swing its ghost sword, with black sword energy forming in the shape of a rainbow, cutting through the blood light like a storm, attempting to shatter the barrier and sever the banner.

In an instant, the small platform was engulfed in a battle between the blood light and the black ghostly energy, making the struggle intense and complex.

As time passed, the Ghost King's resistance gradually weakened.

The Su family members also looked pale, their spiritual energy severely depleted.

In the end, the Ghost King could not withstand and was absorbed into the ghost banner.

"Whew!"

With the task accomplished, Su Jingshu, who had been holding his breath, finally relaxed.

His spiritual energy was nearly exhausted from the continuous hand seals, leaving him with a sensation as if his fingers were about to cramp.

But it was all worth it!

With the Ghost King captured in the banner, as long as he spent some time refining it, he would be able to command this pseudo-third-tier Ghost King like an extension of his own arm.

With the patriarch's life nearing its end and the Su family in turmoil, with internal power struggles between the patriarch Su Anqing and the great elder Su Wenshi, as a third elder whose cultivation and status were not comparable to theirs, he naturally had little qualification to compete with them.

But now, the situation was different.

With the assistance of this pseudo-third-tier Ghost King, he would become the strongest combat force in the Su family, aside from the ancestor, and be qualified to vie for power with the other two.

His decades of guarding the Blood Spirit Crystal Mine were not in vain.

This was also why he had never sought help from the Su family—he wanted to monopolize the pseudo-third-tier Ghost King.

Su Jingshu's face showed joy, as if he could already see the Su family flourishing under his control.

In an instant, his expression stiffened.

A chilling wind swept in from behind.

Turning around, he saw that it was Jing Lu's second-tier late-stage Ghost General, now less than a hundred meters away from him.

Jing Lu, riding on a flying sword, followed closely behind the Ghost General and flew toward him.

Su Jingshu was greatly alarmed. Jing Lu was still alive and had not retreated; he had been hiding in the shadows all along.

He now had less than ten percent of his spiritual power remaining, and the other four Su family members were in even worse shape, with almost no spiritual power left. The pseudo-third-tier Ghost King they had just captured had not yet been refined and could not be used temporarily.

It felt like being trapped in a desperate situation.

Su Jingshu gritted his teeth and used the remaining spiritual power in his body. The high-grade spiritual weapon flying sword flickered with a ghostly light, shooting like a meteor through the night sky towards the Ghost General.

He himself stood on a flying sword and immediately fled.

The other four Su family members scattered like birds and beasts.

They understood that Jing Lu was targeting Su Jingshu. As long as they stayed away from Su Jingshu, Jing Lu would not be distracted to deal with them.

The four of them did not use flying swords; they directly used their movement techniques to hide in the surrounding darkness.

"Su Jingshu, you can't escape. Hand over the high-grade spiritual weapon Ghost Banner and the pseudo-third-tier Ghost King, or I'll make sure you die like a dog!" Jing Lu shouted with satisfaction.

Due to Su Jingshu's insufficient spiritual power, he could not fully unleash the power of the high-grade spiritual weapon flying sword, which was easily blocked by Jing Lu's Ghost General.

To Jing Lu, Su Jingshu seemed like a trapped beast, and the high-grade spiritual weapon Ghost Banner and the pseudo-third-tier Ghost King were his for the taking.

Su Jingshu glanced back at the increasingly distant Jing Lu, his eyes flashing with determination.

"Want to kill me? It won't be that easy!"

"Over these decades, my time in the Blood Crystal Mine was not spent in vain. The numerous dead miners and the ghostly energy accumulated before the Ghost King was sealed were not wasted."

As he spoke, a white, bone-like skull suddenly appeared in his hand.

The skull emanated an overwhelming ghostly aura, with an oppressive and unstable presence, as if it might burst forth at any moment, turning the surroundings into a ghostly wasteland.

Su Jingshu hurled the skull with force.

The skull swiftly flew toward a spot not far in front of Jing Lu.

"Boom!"

A tremendous explosion erupted.

The skull exploded, releasing boundless ghostly energy and countless souls, sweeping out like a black hurricane towards Jing Lu and his Ghost General.

Jing Lu's face changed dramatically. He had not anticipated that Su Jingshu would use the souls and resentments of countless miners to create such a vicious one-time treasure.

He hurriedly commanded the Ghost General to charge into the ghostly hurricane while he turned and fled on his sword.

The black hurricane roared past, and the Ghost General was instantly engulfed. Jing Lu was also caught in it.

The hurricane, like a storm, rapidly tore apart Jing Lu's protective spiritual power and then shredded his flesh.

"Pfft!"

Jing Lu spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then, he was swept away by the hurricane, flying towards the distance.

The black hurricane came quickly and dissipated just as fast. In a moment, it scattered, leaving behind countless resentments that filled the sky for miles around, obscuring the moon and stars.

It was as if the souls of the miners who had met tragic ends were filling the world with their sorrowful tales.

(End of the Chapter)

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