Under such scorching flames, White Bone Ghost Mountain sent clouds of white dust flying into the violent wind. A short while later, the dust turned to nothingness in the violet light, seemingly annihilated completely.
As the battle between the two dragged on, those originally majestic and imposing White Bone Ghost Mountains had all been worn down by a full circle.
Black Mountain Ghost Lord watched his ghost domain suffer continuous erosion, yet could do nothing about it. Unless he took the initiative to break open his ghost domain and use other means to fight the Dragon Seal Cult Lord—
otherwise, he could only watch the situation deteriorate until he was utterly unable to turn it around.
The methods he was famous for could not withstand this. Facing the Dragon Seal Cult Lord, whose strength and schemes both surpassed his by a notch, using other methods might not work any better. They might even be worse than what he was doing now.
At this moment, Black Mountain Ghost Lord felt only that he was being suppressed. The purple-gray flames surrounding him had woven a gigantic cage, trapping him firmly inside.
Boom, boom! Some of the smaller ghost mountains could no longer withstand the tremendous pressure and began collapsing one after another.
As the ghost mountains collapsed, countless shadowy figures flew out from within, like a horde of ghosts emerging from the abyss. They pounced toward the Dragon Seal Cult Lord opposite them.
It was a futile hope from the outset. Before they could even draw near, they were weakened layer by layer by the purple-gray flames.
Pfft! As if piercing through a barrier, several streaks of black light bored straight through the purple-gray radiance and the Dragon Seal Cult Lord amid shrill ghostly cries.
"You've already used this Ghost-Cry Blade on