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Chapter 864 A Family Fighting Their Own Battles
Such an attack finally piqued the interest of Shakyamuni, who was possessed by the old demon, in taking action.

"Not bad, at least we have something decent now."

Old Ghost had only spoken halfway when his pupils dilated instantly.

Just a second ago, the blade of the Black Hou's greatsword was still tens of meters away from him, so how did it suddenly appear above his forehead?

The divine skill [Interlacing Light and Shadow] caught the old ghost off guard, forcing him to gather his divine power on the top of his head to defend against the black beast's greatsword.

Even though there was a certain gap between the strength of the Black Hou and the Old Ghost, it would still be difficult for the Old Ghost to defend against the Black Hou's attacks with his nearly broken body.

Ding!
The black, misty giant blade collided with the old ghost's head, producing a deafening, crisp sound.

With his even stronger and purer divine power, Old Ghost, with his near-invincible defense, shattered the black giant blade and sent the Black Hou flying hundreds of meters away.

Looking at the black beast flying out like a ball, a look of contempt appeared on the old ghost's face.

"Ha, how weak you really are. With so little strength, you dare to try and fight me?"

The moment the contemptuous words left his mouth, Old Ghost heard a strange cracking sound coming from his own head.

His expression changed drastically in an instant.

How could Shakyamuni's body, after being baptized in the River Styx for so many years, have become so fragile? The attack that seemed so weak to him was actually shattered by his skull.

Old Ghost is furious!

The remains of Shakyamuni were somewhat simple, but for the next hundred years, the old ghost had to rely on these remains to survive.

It's only been a short time since we got it, and it's already damaged in battle. Who wouldn't be angry?

"you wanna die!"

Old Ghost's anger had just begun when a force that made his body move uncontrollably suddenly erupted.

【Planetary Devastation】!
【＊12】!
Lin Yi used up one of his chances to cast an instant forbidden spell, and then instantly cast the skill Earth Explosion Star.

Under the influence of the multiple spells cast in the primordial chaos, thirteen black spheres radiating terrifying gravity exerted their power simultaneously, forcibly diverting the turbulent flow of the Nine Nether River and temporarily restricting the old ghost's movements.

As an old ghost who is a god, he is certainly powerful.

Having served under Qin Guang for so many years, his strength had reached a terrifying level.

But he overlooked one thing.

Even with immense power, he still has the limitations of his physical body. Even if his body reaches an exaggerated level of strength with the blessing of divine power, it is still subject to the influence of gravity.

Before he could even finish his move, he was pulled towards the gravitational ball emitting a terrifying suction force.

"Damn brat, you're so weak, yet you dare to attack me! You're asking for death!"

As the old ghost was being drained, he gathered his divine power in his left hand, which transformed into a jet-black longbow. He then drew it back with his right hand, and a jet-black arrow appeared on the bowstring without warning.

The divine power emanating from Lin Yi was not particularly strong.

In Lao Gui's eyes, he was just a young man with some ability and good fortune.

In his eyes, it was a great insult that such a weakling dared to attack him. Even if he was swallowed up by the Nine Nether Turbulent Currents again, the old ghost would kill Lin Yi on the spot!

Under the powerful gravitational pull, the old ghost was once again enveloped by the Netherworld River.

At this moment, Old Ghost could only believe that his attack would kill Lin Yi in one blow.

Shakyamuni's body, which had been corroded by the cold air of the underworld for many years, was very fragile.

If he doesn't defend himself with all his might, he might lose his physical body again. You must know that he still has a mission to carry out, and he absolutely cannot afford to make any mistakes.

Ok?
What's going on?

At this very moment, Qin Guang, who was cultivating in another direction of the Nine Netherworld, revealed a puzzled expression. Under his control, the turbulent currents of the Nine Netherworld River all converged towards his location, flowing into the array he had prepared in advance. There, they were cleansed into a cold, yin energy that could be directly absorbed and entered his body.

But now, the Nether River did not flow into the formation he had prepared.

This made him very confused.

"What's wrong, Brother Qin?"

"What happened?"

Qian Chongfei stepped forward and inquired about the situation.

Qin Guang was very puzzled by this.

Just as Lin Yi had guessed.

When they entered the Nine Netherworld, Qin Guang had already tracked their movements. Even the old ghost's actions were arranged in advance by him, so that after Qin Guang absorbed the power of the Nine Netherworld River, he could obtain his sister's power to control undead creatures.

"I don't know what happened either. The Styx River has stopped flowing. Something special must have happened below the eighteen levels of hell. With Qin Xinxin's strength, it's impossible for her to do this. She's been away from the Nine Netherworld for so many years. All the resources she and her little sister received have ended up in my hands. Where would she get the power to go against the old ghost?"

The worried look on Qin Guang's face drew a hint of contempt from Qian Chong.

However, Qian Chong immediately dropped his contempt.

After all, there are still many areas where he will cooperate with Jiuyou in the future, and he doesn't want to strain the relationship between the two sides.

“Hey, future King of the Nine Netherworlds, why don’t we go check on Qin Zhu? Let’s leave the area below the Eighteen Levels of Hell for now. There are people from our Dark Xing organization working there. If the heavens are on your side, you and your sister might even be able to stand together.”

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the flow of the River Styx returned to normal.

This is just a small episode.

However, this caused Qin Guang to feel worried.

He thought he had everything under control, but now, upon closer reflection, he realizes he may have been caught up in the situation without even realizing it.

Meanwhile, the battle between Qin Zhu and the Smiling Buddha was raging.

As the lord of the Nine Netherworlds, Qin Zhu's strength is truly formidable.

His greatest reliance was his profound divine power.

After hundreds of rounds of fighting, he had the upper hand in both moves and punches, and the Smiling Buddha was forced to retreat step by step.

It's no exaggeration to say that if Qin Zhu hadn't been wary of the power behind the Smiling Buddha, the Smiling Buddha would already be a corpse by now.

“I told you, my Nine Netherworlds doesn’t have any intelligence agencies, and I, Qin Zhu, will not deliberately collect any information to threaten you. If you don’t trust me, you can go directly to the eighteenth level of hell and take Shakyamuni away.”

"You might feel more at ease if you take control of him yourself."

With a gentle flick of his sleeve, immense divine power transformed into overwhelming force, causing the Smiling Buddha to retreat steadily.

Even so, the Smiling Buddha showed no intention of abandoning Liaodong; instead, he looked at Qin Zhu with a worried expression.

"Qin Zhu, we've known each other for a while now, there's no need to try to fool me like this. We both know very well that there's a special force in all these worlds that's been secretly taking away our resources."

"As the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds, you know very well how important this is to us high-ranking gods. I admit that they are very capable of stealing so many of our resources right under our noses, but you can't choose the wrong side because of this. Having known each other for so long, this is all I can say."

"The choice is yours."

Qin Zhu was startled by the Smiling Buddha's words.

We're not even in the same plane anymore, how did those guys up there discover my little scheme?! Could it be that a traitor has appeared in the Nine Netherworld?
Distracted, the Smiling Buddha lunged forward, his palm, imbued with intense divine power, striking Qin Zhu squarely in the chest. Pain shot through Qin Zhu, sending him flying backward. He felt his blood surging violently, and an uncontrollable, sweet, metallic taste welled up in his chest.

(End of this chapter)