Gods of the Nation: You worship the God of Longevity, I worship the King of Hell!

Chapter 176 Unleashing All Magical Treasures! Displaying Great Divine Power!
Behind the mountain, outside the mass grave.

"Young Master Wang, this is the first challenge!"

The group stopped in their tracks. A chilling aura filled the sky, almost obscuring the sun, so thick it was unsettling.

Everyone present was solemn and held their breath.

"Such heavy Yin energy... No wonder so many family members have perished here."

A rare look of seriousness appeared on Young Master Wang's round face.

"Lord City Lord, I've heard that this formation... might be the work of a 'deity'?"

He turned to look at the elderly Lord Huang beside him.

"Well..." Lord Huang stroked his beard and chuckled, "There are indeed such rumors, but they are just speculations. Don't take them to heart. Just do what you have to do."

Young Master Wang's face trembled slightly: "Then you'd better be sure that this formation won't kill anyone? Don't let me kill you after I make a move, or my father will really come to your door demanding an explanation."

As soon as he finished speaking, a chorus of low laughter rose from all around.

"This guy is really interesting." Xin Yao burst out laughing.

Lu Chen couldn't help but smile.

This chubby boy speaks directly and frankly, without any affectation.

"Young Master Wang, rest assured. Countless people have entered the formation before. How could I dare to lie to you? Even I myself have personally tried the formation. Unfortunately, the formation was too powerful, and the ghost tide was surging. Moreover, they were all at the red-cloth level. In the end, I had to withdraw. Fortunately, I escaped unharmed. Although these ghosts can hurt people, they do not take lives."

Lord Huang explained with a smile.

"That's good. I won't do anything that could kill people; since no one will die... well, it's worth a try!"

Having said that, the chubby figure took a step forward and pointed with his right hand.

"Crack!"

A golden talisman wrapped in dazzling arcs of lightning suddenly appeared above his head and hovered in mid-air.

"This is... a Thunder Magic Treasure?!"

A gasp of surprise immediately rang out from all around.

Lu Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.

The knowledge of spiritual treasures was taught in school before. Unlike magic treasures, spiritual treasures have a limited number of uses.

It will be automatically destroyed once it is exhausted.

It's less of a magic weapon and more of a powerful supernatural ability.

Judging from this, it must have been bestowed by Lei Zu himself.

"As expected of someone from a prestigious family, they can produce such a masterpiece right away."

Lu Chen clicked his tongue in amazement.

A single magical treasure is enough to demonstrate the prestige of a renowned family.

"Young Master Wang, aren't you being a bit too generous, directly using a spiritual treasure?"

Someone couldn't help but shout.

"Of course! This task has stumped so many people, why would I hold back? Keep a close eye on things! Go!!!"

With a clear shout from Young Master Wang, golden talismans soared into the sky.

——Boom! ! !

The once cloudless sky was suddenly filled with swirling dark clouds, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

Within the thunderclouds, blinding lightning bolts darted about like dragons and snakes, radiating a chilling pressure.

"Hiss... What terrifying power!" Xin Yao gasped, "Is this the power of a spiritual treasure?"

"Impressive, isn't it? Watch how I raze this mass grave to the ground!"

Young Master Wang slashed his finger downwards sharply:
“Break it for me!!”

—Sizzle!
A bolt of lightning as thick as a bowl tore through the sky and struck straight into the chaotic burial ground, where the yin energy was churning!

—"Sizzle!!"

The intensely yang lightning collided with the dense yin energy, producing a piercing sound like boiling water splashing on ice.

The originally soaring Yin energy was actually forced down and shrunk.

"Ouch!!!"

A mournful, ghostly howl suddenly erupted, shaking the mountains and fields!
Deep within the mass grave, a hideous ghost head clad in tattered armor bursts forth from the earth, its eyes blazing with green light and radiating boundless resentment.

“It’s that sixth-rank ghost king from yesterday!” Lu Chen recognized it at a glance.

But the expressions of those around them changed drastically: "We never expected that such a high-level ghost would be hidden in the Ghost Realm?!"

"No wonder that fifth-grade Grand Spirit Master turned and left. So there was this thing. That's outrageous! What kind of extraordinary treasure is in this secret realm that requires such a ferocious creature to guard it?!"

Hearing the surprised murmurs behind him, Young Master Wang glanced at the Ghost King and snorted coldly:
"This magical artifact of mine can be used three times, so I'll give it to you as a second reward—it won't be an insult to you!"

Before the words were finished, the thunderclouds churned again, and several bolts of lightning, thicker than before, struck down, locking the ghost king firmly in place!
"Ow!!!"

The sixth-rank ghost king roared and struggled amidst the lightning, his body constantly exploding with black smoke, as if he were about to disintegrate at any moment.

"You're pretty resilient, aren't you? Let's try again!"

"Young Master Wang is awesome!"

The cheers from behind immediately rose.

"Lu Chen, this young master Wang is so fierce... could it be that he really broke through the formation first?"

Sun Yourong transmitted her voice.

"It's alright." Lu Chen said calmly, "The formation set up by the Four Heavenly Kings... shouldn't be so easy to break."

as predicted.

The next second, the Ghost King's aura suddenly surged!
The yin energy of the surrounding ghost realm converged on his body, transforming into even thicker armor, and the terrifying aura rose steadily.

"No! It's not sixth rank... It actually used the Ghost Domain to forcibly advance to the seventh rank Ghost King! How is this possible?! Its realm has increased by one rank in such a short time?!"

The Ghost King's sudden breakthrough left everyone dumbfounded.

Young Master Wang was so frightened that his face turned pale.

"Holy crap, this thing is so fierce!"

—"Awooo!!!!"

The Ghost King conjured a long sword with murderous aura in his hand and slashed it horizontally several times at the thundercloud!

The originally imposing thunderclouds were instantly torn open with several cracks.

The Ghost King pressed on, unleashing several streaks of jet-black blade light—

One of the strikes hit the treasure squarely, without missing a beat!
—"Crack!" Unexpectedly, this magical treasure was not able to withstand the blow at all. After being cleaved by a knife, it shattered and exploded into nothingness.

"Oh my god, my Lingbao!!"

Young Master Wang was instantly filled with rage, his heart aching so much that he trembled all over.

"Young Master Wang, be careful!"

But then a black light shot straight toward him.

Fortunately, Lord Huang reacted quickly, transforming into a beam of light to carry him away, thus avoiding the attack.

As the magical treasure disappeared, the dense thunderclouds dissipated in the blink of an eye, and the sky returned to clear.

The Ghost King, who had advanced to the seventh rank, did not press his advantage and instead disappeared into the depths of the mass grave once more.

"My precious treasure!!! My precious treasure!!!"

To Lu Chen's astonishment, the young master Wang, grieving the loss of the treasure, sat down on the ground like a child, throwing a tantrum with tears and snot streaming down his face.

Goodness...

Is this really the only young master of a prestigious family in Jiang Province?
That's just too... temperamental.

They really don't treat outsiders like outsiders.

"Young Master Wang, don't cry. It's just a magical treasure. With the status of your Wang family, it's nothing," City Lord Huang quickly comforted him.

"Bullshit! That was a spiritual treasure personally bestowed upon my father by the Thunder Ancestor! It could easily slay ghosts below the sixth rank... how did it suddenly become a seventh rank?! Damn ghost, give me back my spiritual treasure! Waaaaah~"

"Young Master Wang, you're supposed to be a young master from a prestigious family, why are you acting like a child?" Xin Yao couldn't help but complain.

"What, just because you're a young master from a prestigious family doesn't mean you're human? You try it! That's a magical treasure, I didn't even have time to use it before you destroyed it!"

Young Master Wang wiped away his tears and got up.

Everyone: "..."

Thinking about it carefully, it seems to make sense.

After all, this is a priceless treasure.

"Sigh!" City Lord Huang sighed, "This Ghost Realm is so powerful that even spiritual treasures can't handle it. Young Master Wang, I think... perhaps we should leave?"

"Leave? Leave what?! You destroyed my magical treasure, I will never let this go—I have other treasures!!!"

City Lord Huang: "..."

Xin Yao: "..."

Lu Chen: "..."

Everyone: "..."

"Step back, all of you! Don't hurt me this time!"

Young Master Wang's attitude became clearly resolute.

Lu Chen exchanged glances with the people around him, and they all took a few steps back.

Let's see what other treasures this young master Wang can pull out!
"Hmph, you dare to shatter my magical treasure? I'll make sure you're destroyed this time!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Young Master Wang's aura surged!

A radiant sword flew out from his ring, and as soon as it appeared, the surrounding mountains were bathed in its brilliance, shimmering and rippling.

Even Lord Huang couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "What kind of magic weapon is this?! Such terrifying power!"

"This is a special gift from the True Martial Emperor—the Flying Dragon Sword. It's the seventh-grade magic weapon that my Wang family has hidden away. Although I can only activate it once with my magic power, that's enough! Watch me smash it to pieces this time!"

"A seventh-grade magic weapon?!"

--hiss!

The prestige of this prestigious family is terrifying!
"It seems that this time, that seventh-rank ghost king may really be killed on the spot..." Lu Chen couldn't help but feel a chill.

However, it would be good if we could really kill that Ghost King, so that he wouldn't have to trouble his fellow disciples in the Plague Department.

The Flying Dragon Sword grew rapidly, reaching a length of three zhang in the blink of an eye. Its entire body shimmered with light, and its aura was extremely terrifying.

"go!!!"

Having lost much of his magical power and turning pale, Young Master Wang used all his strength to unleash this treasure.

—Whoosh!!!!
The sword flew out, its body radiating a hundred-foot-long sword beam, poised to strike!

Inside the mass grave, the hideous head of the Ghost King, who had been promoted to the seventh rank, reappeared.

"Ow!!!!"

"Go to hell, you beast! Call me 'Mommy' all you want! Go to hell!!"

Young Master Wang pressed his fingertip downwards!
"hold head high!!!!!"

A golden dragon materialized from the hundred-foot-long sword beam, roaring with earth-shattering force as it slashed down!
At this moment, the seventh-rank ghost king was clearly flustered, and he mobilized the yin energy of the entire ghost realm to erect barrier after barrier in front of him.

However, when faced with the Flying Dragon Sword, the barrier was sliced ​​apart layer by layer like tofu!

"fear!!"

"too strong!!"

"This time it's really going to work!!"

"Young Master Wang is awesome!!!"

Upon seeing this, the cheers and exclamations from behind instantly reached their peak.

Even Lu Chen felt that this attack was bound to succeed.

The True Martial Emperor, this is the Nine Heavens Demon-Subduing Ancestor!

—One of the top deities in Heaven!

"Hehe, you've really messed with me! You've kicked a hornet's nest!"

The young master Wang's face had just shown the smug satisfaction of having avenged his great enemy—

--boom! ! !

However, just as that hundred-foot-long sword beam was about to strike the seventh-rank ghost king...

A sudden change occurred!

The sword light inexplicably broke apart inch by inch!

It was as if it had been cleaved in two by an invisible force, instantly turning into nothingness.

Even the Flying Dragon Sword itself lost its luster and fell straight down like a dead object.

There was a "crack" sound.

It landed perfectly in front of Young Master Wang!
(End of this chapter)