Extracting all things: My attributes grow infinitely.

The will-o'-the-wisp burst into flames, burning the flesh and skin at her wounds until they tore open, and her severed limbs never managed to heal properly.

The Black Mountain Goddess let out a sharp, agonizing scream.

"ah!!!"

"You actually possess forbidden power! Damn it!"

The attached black flames burned relentlessly, and in the blink of an eye, they reduced her to ashes.

Jiang Chuan stared intently, "Now you're still alive?!"

Unexpectedly, the next second, the other person walked out of the temple gate again, completely unharmed!

However, she was no longer as arrogant as before.

His face was gloomy, revealing his apprehension.

Obviously.

The ghost fire released by Jiang Chuan has become a force that can truly threaten her!

I underestimated you!

Lady Black Mountain snorted coldly, "However, since you've used a ghostly weapon, how long can you sustain this?!"

She flicked her sleeve, and countless pieces of paper flew out from it.

The paper figures, which covered the sky, immediately took human form and surrounded Jiang Chuan to attack!

Countless paper figures, red and green, densely packed together, like locusts covering the sky!

"They can be resurrected?!"

Jiang Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Seeing this, how could he not understand that the figure in front of him was not the true form of the Black Mountain Goddess!

Her true form must be hidden somewhere in the temple!

Immediately, he activated the ghost fire with all his might.

boom!!

Black flames surged like waves, suddenly exploding outwards from him, lifting a layer of bluestone ground in front of the temple.

The paper figures that rushed at them were instantly reduced to ashes in large numbers, without even having time to let out a scream.

Then, he raised his hand and pointed, and the spirit master burning with ghostly fire suddenly flew out.

The blade cleaved through the sky.

He cleaved the Black Mountain Goddess in two once more!

Immediately afterwards, he set the entire temple ablaze!

Will-o'-the-wisps engulfed the entire temple, scorching flesh and bones, and causing beams and pillars to crumble.

Maintaining such a high intensity of ghost fire release requires a continuous consumption of a large amount of qi and blood, and Jiang Chuan's qi and blood are decreasing at a visible rate.

But having decided to take action, he didn't hesitate any longer. Before the Black Mountain Goddess could reappear, he rushed into the temple!

Inside the temple, thick smoke billowed and flames shot into the sky.

He immediately spotted the crowd wrapped in fleshy cocoons.

Those fleshy calluses, as tall as a person, were entirely pink, covered with veins, and hung all over the wall.

The group was enveloped inside, with only their faces visible, their eyes closed and their expressions distorted.

Their fate is unknown.

Jiang Chuan saw Zhao Kui, whose arrogant and domineering face was now ashen white, and he was barely breathing.

But at this moment, he had no time to care about the condition of everyone else.

I glanced up and took a look.

At this moment, the only unusual thing in the temple was the statue covered in flesh and blood!

The statue still resembled the Black Mountain Goddess, but it was covered in pulsating flesh and blood, with countless blood vessels extending from its body to the four walls, connecting to the calluses of flesh.

It's like a fleshy spider lying in the middle of a spider web.

Jiang Chuan didn't say a word.

One slash and it's gone!

Click!

The statue shattered with a crash, blood and flesh splattering everywhere! The pieces of flesh lay on the ground, still twitching!

Inside the statue was a desiccated corpse!

Skin and bones, with sunken eye sockets, like a weathered mummy.

But its chest was still heaving!

No.

It's not a corpse.

That guy is alive!

Jiang Chuan's pupils contracted.

He had seen this scene before; it was exactly the same as the one where Du Xiao was hiding in the Wang family mansion!

That was also the first time he had ever faced an old monster from the Ruyi Realm!

The other person slowly opened their eyes.

Those eyes were dry and devoid of any moisture, yet filled with hatred. The pupils rolled and landed on Jiang Chuan.

"You ruined my plans..."

"I want you dead!"

Before he finished speaking, a corrupt and oppressive aura swept over him like a tidal wave.

If it were in the past, Jiang Chuan probably wouldn't even be able to stand up, but he is a completely different person now.

Without saying a word, Jiang Chuan raised his hand and slashed again!

Clang!

Then a dull thud was heard.

His sword was actually stopped by a weapon shrouded in a ghostly light!

The swords and maces clashed, sparks flying everywhere.

The weapon was shaped like a long mace, its entire body a deep blue, exuding an aura of decay.

They are elite soldiers!

This guy in front of me is indeed a military commander!

Jiang Chuan was deeply shocked.

But he remained completely calm.

He is no longer the helpless opponent he was when facing Du Xiao. Now, as the Spirit Lord wielding the Crimson Pattern, his strength is in no way inferior to any other weapon master.

Moreover, the opponent is in such a weak state!

"Commander of the Army?"

Jiang Chuan grinned: "Alright, since my breakthrough, I haven't fought a single weapon master. Today, I'll use you to hone my sword!"

The words fell.

The spirit master appeared, and the crimson-patterned sword light surged, illuminating the entire dilapidated temple with its red and white glow.

The spirit master flicked his snake tail, which was covered in crimson patterns, and slashed diagonally from the side.

The soldier, resembling a dried-up corpse, wielded a long, dark blue mace and hastily engaged in battle.

Its movements were incredibly fast, so fast that it didn't resemble a dried-up corpse. Yet, with each strike it received, the aura of death emanating from its body grew even stronger!

Jiang Chuan's knife strikes like a violent storm.

Slash, flick, chop, sweep.

Each cut is more severe than the last.

The commander became increasingly alarmed as the fighting progressed.

He had assumed that this junior was only acting so arrogantly because of the strange black fire.

But once they started fighting, he realized that the force on his opponent's blade was so strong that he couldn't breathe!

The enemy's war spirit was practically a complete embodiment of the world!

But how is this possible?!

Commander of troops.

The name sounds nice.

But every commander of troops knows deep down that they are merely borrowers of the ultimate weapon!

They had merely made a pact with the spirits of the elite soldiers.

Power can only be obtained by sacrificing one's life.

To put it bluntly...

Every bit of power they wield depends on the generosity of the soldiers' spirit!

Even when the commander of troops is on the verge of death, those stingy military spirits will never lend out all their power.

After all, this is true for the soldier's spirit born from the ultimate soldiers.

Although the commander of troops is important.

But they're nothing more than puppets that can be replaced every hundred years!

Although the weapon of this guy in front of me is a bit strange, it has neither burning divine fire nor unique power, but the power that comes out with each strike is like a mountain crashing down on it, making it hard to breathe!

"stop!"

It suddenly shouted, its voice sharp and urgent, completely losing its previous composure.

"I've released your companions! Go! From now on, we'll leave each other alone!"

It deliberately showed weakness.

But Jiang Chuan didn't answer; instead, he swung his knife even faster!

"Wait!..." The other party's tone softened, and they quickly pleaded, "I know many secrets! And treasure hidden elsewhere, please let me go...!"

Jiang Chuan remained silent.

All he knew was that to cut the weeds, you must nip them in the bud!

These ancient monsters, who have lived for countless years, are extremely vengeful. If they are let go today, they will surely become a major threat in the future!

hum! !

On the crimson stripes, ghostly flames burst forth, the pitch-black fire burning along the blade all the way to the tip.

The blade, wreathed in black flames, slashed down!

"No!!"

The man let out a piercing roar.

The knife fell.

The person was split in two.

The dark blue mace flew out of his hand and stuck into the ground, the divine fire enveloping it slowly extinguishing.

Its two halves of withered body were completely reduced to ashes in the will-o'-the-wisp.

Jiang Chuan sheathed his sword.

He exhaled a long breath of stale air.

His vital energy was almost depleted; the cost of this battle was probably equivalent to half a year of arduous training.

If he still can't resolve this, he really needs to consider leaving.

but.

Worth it!

Jiang Chuan turned to look at the weapon that had fallen to the ground.