The hundred ghosts running rampant had indeed concealed many of Gao Xian's changes.
Ordinary cultivators could see only pitch-black darkness, but the sixth floor of the Red Blood Tower was different. Here stood the Six Paths Revolving Treasure Mirror, through which the battle could be viewed from multiple levels.
Malicious ghosts could obscure one's eyes, but they could not truly block divine consciousness. Much less when the treasure mirror was linked to the Six Paths Revolving Dharma Altar, capable of reflecting every change.
The many fifth-rank powerhouses saw it all clearly. Faced with the hundred ghosts lunging at him, Gao Xian merely drew a four-foot cold blade and slashed straight into the ghostly horde.
Upon the water mirror reflecting divine consciousness and dharma power, they all saw the azure light around Gao Xian abruptly blaze with extraordinary brilliance. In terms of dharma power and divine consciousness alone, he surpassed Ghost Mountain King by at least thirty percent.
That was secondary. More importantly, Gao Xian had condensed all his sword qi and sword intent onto the blade, without the slightest leak. The speed at which he drove his sword forward was even more terrifyingly fast.
The many malicious ghosts rushing at him were swept by the blade and immediately shattered into nothingness.
Sensing something amiss, Ghost Mountain King raised his saber to strike, only to find that Gao Xian, flying with his sword, accelerated three times in succession. Before the Myriad Ghost God-Breaking Blade could fall, Gao Xian's sword had already pierced through Ghost Mountain King.
It was not that Ghost Mountain King was too weak. Gao Xian's swift sword was simply unimaginably fast.
Ghost Mountain King, skilled in close combat, made one wrong judgment. By the time he tried to alter his move, it was already too late.
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