The monster blocked the entire road.
It slowly raised its weapon, but the Dragon Curse had made its movements so sluggish that it couldn't even keep track of Gu Qingshan.
Gu Qingshan circled the monster, striking with his sword again and again.
His sword was blindingly fast.
A hissing sound came from the monster now and then, like thick cloth being torn apart.
Yet the monster remained standing.
"How feeble. Do you really think you can defeat me with such pitiful strength?" the monster sneered.
Gu Qingshan didn't answer. His sword grew even faster.
The monster strode forward into his attacks, roaring, "The eulogy is almost over. Your time has come!"
Countless illusory images suddenly filled the entire world.
Gu Qingshan saw that the dead surrounded him on all sides. They formed a gigantic shape, encircling him as they chanted a eulogy in unison.
—It was as if they had been chanting since the very moment the battle began. But because he had been in another world, Gu Qingshan hadn't noticed.
So the monster had been stalling for time, too!
Gu Qingshan's pupils contracted. He felt his body slipping beyond his control.
A phantom figure was floating out of him.
—What?
Could they actually force my soul out of my body?
With death a breath away, Gu Qingshan suddenly looked toward the monster.
The monster was surrounded by layers upon layers of corpses. It chanted loudly, "I pass judgment—"
"Go!" Gu Qingshan barked.
In a flash, three figures flew out from behind him.
—The three skeletons shot through the air, cutting through every corpse in their way. With swords in hand, they slashed rapidly at the monster—
—Twelve hundred strikes in an instant!
A colossal Sword Aura formed in the void, piercing straight through the monster's body.
Extremely Ancient Sword