Although the old ghost still had a few other tricks up his sleeve, he had no confidence whatsoever that he could withstand the sword wheel. He turned to flee, but the sword wheel was faster. With a flash of lightning, it was already upon him.
A scream rang out as the sword wheel flashed past the old ghost. His ghostly body was cleaved in two amid crackling lightning, and his Primordial Spirit vanished beneath the thunderbolts.
The Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord and the two other ghosts with him were so intimidated that they did not dare move. In the blink of an eye, one of their companions had died beneath their opponent's sword wheel. Even if they attacked together, they would fare no better. Defeat was only a matter of time—and, judging by the methods their opponent had revealed, it likely wouldn't take long.
The shock ran even deeper through the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord. Back in the Spirit Realm, Lu Xiaotian had been fairly well-known, but he had never achieved anything particularly dazzling. Yet after reaching the Immortal Realm, his strength had advanced to such a degree. The ghosts were all about evenly matched, and this old ghost had been killed with ease by the fellow called Nameless. The three of them probably couldn't hold out against him for long. His fearsome strength came not merely from his thunder arts, but from how he shifted seamlessly between thunder arts and flying swords, joining them as one with not the slightest hitch.
"Farewell!" the Lotus Avatar laughed heartily, then clasped his hands toward the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord.
"Purple Crocodile, your human friend is incredibly powerful! What's his background?"
"What else could it be? He must be an extraordinarily powerful True Immortal from the Heavenly Court."
"I wonder when we'll