Pierced Through!

Qin Hao was blasted bloody all over, temporarily losing consciousness as his body fell uncontrollably downward.

Bai Tianyang was also blasted into grievous injuries, with half his body blown away outright.

But at that moment, a pitch-black Bai Tianyang, resembling a soul form, suddenly began splitting out from Bai Tianyang's mangled body.

Seeing Qin Hao severely injured, Bai Tianyang resolutely abandoned his original body and used his remaining strength to condense a new fleshly body.

"Hahaha! Kid, your time to die has come!"

With that, Bai Tianyang drew a crimson great scythe from his body. Madness flashed across his face as he swung it at Qin Hao.

Qin Hao, who had crashed into a crater, slowly regained consciousness. He lay within the pit.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Bai Tianyang wielding a several-meter-long scythe as he attacked him.

But the recent explosion had already left his body grievously wounded, making him unable to do so again.

Qin Hao struggled to his feet. His body operated beyond its limits as black divine thunder began gathering in his mouth, terrifying power radiating from within.

Seeing this, Bai Tianyang, who was diving downward, erupted once more. He turned into a flash of light and charged toward Qin Hao, arriving within a dozen meters of him in the blink of an eye.

Madness flickered in his eyes as he swung his scythe with all his strength, intending to cut Qin Hao in two.

Seeing this, Qin Hao no longer continued charging power. The force of destruction in his mouth surged forth, shooting straight toward Bai Tianyang at breathtaking speed.

"Dragon Roar!"

Seeing the terrifying beam Qin Hao had unleashed, Bai Tianyang knew he had no time to dodge. He swung his scythe to receive the attack.

The beam and the scythe collided.

But at the instant the two clashed, the scythe was crushed to pieces, and half of Bai Tianyang's body was blasted apart with it.

Yet Qin Hao discovered that Bai Tianyang did not show the slightest trace of fear. Instead, he seemed to feel that everything had gone exactly as expected.

Just as Qin Hao was about to exert more force and destroy Bai Tianyang's entire body—

Bai Tianyang, with only half a face left, suddenly burst into laughter. "Hahaha, brat, you've fallen for it!"

The moment Bai Tianyang spoke those words, Qin Hao's sixth sense screamed a frantic warning.

A black death ray shot violently from behind Qin Hao, utterly ignoring his formidable defenses and piercing straight through his body.

It turned out that when Bai Tianyang's original body had exploded and been destroyed, he had used his clone as bait to divert Qin Hao's attention. He had then brought out the ghost body he had nurtured for hundreds of years and poured all his remaining power into it.

He knew Qin Hao's physical body was extraordinarily powerful, and ordinary attacks would be ineffective against him. Thus, he had used his final trump card—the ghost body—to reach Qin Hao's back first.

But after unleashing that move, the ghost body exhausted all its power and turned to ashes.

He had used the Ghost Clan's strongest killing move, Black Death Ray, to end Qin Hao.

A heart-rending pain tore through Qin Hao. A massive wound appeared across his abdomen and chest.

Black matter clung to the wound, eroding Qin Hao's flesh and blood.

"Hahahahahaha! In the end, this old man still won!"

Bai Tianyang's mangled body fell from the sky. Seeing Qin Hao pierced through by his death ray, Bai Tianyang threw back his head and howled.

Qin Hao crouched down and knelt on one knee from the agonizing pain. He found that the black matter was hindering his body's healing.

His abdomen and chest had now been shot through, leaving a bloody hole as thick as a water vat. More than half his internal organs had been destroyed.

Any immortal cultivator would have died long ago, but fortunately, the Divine Thunder Barbarian Dragon bloodline gave him exceedingly powerful vitality and regenerative ability. He would not face any major problem in the short term.

But he still had to remove the black matter attached to his wounds, or death would remain unavoidable.

Seeing Qin Hao still trying to repair his wounds with his own healing power, Bai Tianyang sneered. "Don't waste your strength. This substance is unique to the Ghost Clan."

"If you don't remove this deathly aura, you cannot heal yourself. Hahaha, kid! Just wait to die! Hahahaha..."

After saying that, Bai Tianyang spat out another mouthful of blood. Yet his face was filled with delight. He had exhausted everything, but he had finally killed Qin Hao.

Otherwise, if such a monster were left alive, he would never know peace again.

But he himself was also severely injured. All the trump cards on his body had been exhausted, and he had even sacrificed the ghost body he had painstakingly cultivated. His losses could not be called small!

But as long as Qin Hao died, he could use Qin Hao's body to refine a ghost body. He knew all too well how powerful Qin Hao's body was.

As long as he obtained Qin Hao's body and refined it into a ghost body, perhaps he could even take that final step. All these costs would be worth it!

"The Ghost Clan?"

Hearing those words, Qin Hao thought of a method. Were ghosts not the natural enemies of lightning?

With that thought, Qin Hao's mind stirred. He immediately began circulating his black divine thunder. Bolts of lightning emerged from his body like serpents, beginning to erode the black deathly aura.

The instant the black matter came into contact with the lightning, the deathly aura seemed to encounter its nemesis and instantly turned to ashes!

Seeing this, Qin Hao was overjoyed. Sure enough, this method worked!

Very quickly, all the deathly aura around the wound in Qin Hao's chest was removed.

Qin Hao slowly stood up, while the gaping hole in his chest healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"How is that possible?! Deathly aura is attached to your wounds—how can you still heal?!"

Seeing Qin Hao's wounds rapidly healing, Bai Tianyang, whose mutilated body lay sprawled on the ground, revealed a horrified expression and roared furiously.

He refused to believe that his final trump card had been so easily dealt with.

Seeing Bai Tianyang's reaction, Qin Hao's lips curled upward. "Hahaha, then I have your reminder to thank for that!"

Hearing Qin Hao's words, Bai Tianyang froze. "Me?"

"How could I possibly have told you!"

Bai Tianyang immediately retorted.

"I couldn't—"

But halfway through, he instantly realized something was wrong. He froze where he was, his face ashen as death. He suddenly remembered that he had mentioned the words "Ghost Clan."

Could this guy have linked the Ghost Clan to this method? And this guy before me happens to be able to control lightning—and not ordinary lightning at that. His lightning is even more terrifying!

"Hehe... sigh."

"This old man has lost!"

Bai Tianyang propped himself up with one mangled hand and spoke weakly.

"Don't worry. I'll give you a quick death!"

With that, lightning flashed around Qin Hao's dragon claw as he rushed forward, preparing to send Bai Tianyang to the Western Heaven with one claw.

But just as Qin Hao took a step forward, boundless terror suddenly welled up in his heart.

He immediately stopped and retreated explosively!

Several beads of cold sweat rolled down Qin Hao's forehead. He felt that if he took even one more step forward, he would perish here.

Qin Hao's pupils contracted as his gaze rapidly swept across his surroundings, yet he found not the slightest trace of danger.

But there was no way that feeling had been wrong.

While Qin Hao remained on guard, a gigantic eye appeared in the sky, staring down at him.