The Ghosts Gather - Ghost Bride

Ning Fengzhi shook his head: "Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, I am fine."

As he spoke, he let out a faint sigh.

Martial Soul Hall had been prepared for a long time; it seemed there was no way to escape this calamity today.

However, to the eyes of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, this scene looked as though Ning Fengzhi had sacrificed much, even forcing himself to stay strong for fear of worrying them.

Sword Douluo immediately said coldly: "Even if I die today, I will not let you get your way!"

With that, he raised his sword and lunged at Cen Yu: "As long as I take you down, everything will be over, right!"

Hearing this, Cen Yu looked at the charging Sword Douluo as if he were an idiot.

Is this what a sword cultivator is? Even Qian Daoliu isn't as brainless as this, is he?

Before Guang Ling and the others could intercept, the youth waved a hand toward the sky.

"Since you want to resist, then I'll play along with you~"

"BOOM--!"

In an instant, the eerie mist in the sky surged violently, and immediately after, a beam of red light descended straight down, blocking Sword Douluo's strike.

"What?!"

Before anyone could react, all the fierce ghosts began to gather, gradually condensing into a massive vortex.

Feeling the aura within it, Guang Ling and the others exchanged glances, all showing expressions of astonishment.

Yue Guan poked Gui Mei beside him: "Old Ghost, what is that thing?"

He said thoughtfully: "In a sense, you are also a ghost. Doesn't that mean you should be the same species as that thing in the sky?"

Hearing this, the corner of Gui Mei's mouth twitched: "My situation is special; I am not the same as that thing up there."

If his senses were correct, that thing in the sky seemed to be...

The next second, a figure wreathed in terrifying aura descended from the sky, landing directly in front of Cen Yu.

The newcomer was dressed in a bright red bridal gown, wearing a blood-red veil, looking incomparably luxurious.

Of course, that was if one ignored her deathly pale skin and the chilling aura surrounding her.

In an instant, an extremely sinister ghostly energy permeated the area, making that figure appear even more horrifying.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but shiver.

Even Azure Luan, who was at level ninety-seven, felt a flicker of fear rise inexplicably from the bottom of his heart.

Cen Yu chuckled and introduced her to the crowd: "Her name is~ 'Ghost Bride'~ A powerful existence condensed from thousands of fierce ghosts~"

Naturally, there were no Ghost Brides in the Douluo world, but that didn't stop him from hand-crafting one~

I wonder if this hot-headed sword cultivator can beat a Title Douluo-level Ghost Bride?

"Little Red~ Take him down~"

In an instant, the Ghost Bride's cold, bone-piercing voice echoed leisurely: "As you command~"

As she spoke, the ghostly energy surging around her intensified by several levels. Her figure flickered, turning into a blur as she charged at Sword Douluo.

"What?!"

Her speed was so fast that Sword Douluo didn't even have time to react before the Ghost Bride was already in front of him.

"Careful!"

Seeing this, Bone Douluo hurriedly channeled his soul power, and layers of bone spurs erupted from the ground, blocking the path in front of Sword Douluo.

"Die~" The Ghost Bride struck down with her palm--

"BOOM--!!!"

In an instant, terrifying ghostly energy centered on her, spreading outward in a ring.

"What?!" Looking at the Ghost Bride in the distance, Bone Douluo exclaimed in shock.

His incomparably sturdy bone spurs did not even withstand a single instant under this blow before shattering into fragments that filled the sky.

But what was even more terrifying was that the Ghost Bride's offensive did not stop. After shattering the bone spurs, that palm slammed solidly into the Seven Kill Sword that Sword Douluo had held horizontally in front of him.

"BANG--!!!"

When the smoke cleared and everyone saw the state of the battle, they were shocked once again.

Guang Ling looked at Cen Yu with a face full of surprise: "Your Ghost Bride is this strong?"

If he were to go to Slaughter City, wouldn't he be able to create a fierce ghost on par with the Great Elder?

Cen Yu waved his hand helplessly: "It's a pity Little White keeps a tight leash on things, otherwise the Ghost Bride would be much stronger than she is now~"

Hearing this, the corners of their mouths twitched again as they turned their gazes back to the battlefield ahead.

They saw the Ghost Bride standing in place, completely unscathed, while Sword Douluo opposite her had a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Clearly, in the confrontation just now, Sword Douluo had failed to withstand the onslaught and had suffered some minor injuries.

Cen Yu was quite satisfied with this: "How about it? Do you still want to court death?"

Hearing this, the expression on Sword Douluo's face was no longer as it had been, his gaze toward the Ghost Bride and Cen Yu growing increasingly grave.

Although he had been caught off guard just moments ago, the fact that this Ghost Bride could injure a level 96 Super Douluo meant she was truly not to be underestimated...

Thinking of this, Sword Douluo prepared to unleash his soul skill and strike again, but was stopped by Ning Fengzhi.

"Uncle Sword, haven't you realized it yet? Martial Soul Hall came prepared."

"Even if you could deal with that Ghost Bride, the remaining four Title Douluo are not easy to handle..."

He sighed in a low voice: "As long as the green hills remain, we must first ensure everyone's survival; only then can the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect have a future."

Hearing this, Cen Yu clapped his hands: "It seems Sect Master Ning is indeed as the rumors say—very adept at assessing the situation."

"Rest assured, I am quite lenient toward those with ability~ Even though Sword Douluo overstepped just now, my promise remains valid~"

As he spoke, four familiar wisps of energy drifted before Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, Ning Rongrong, and Oscar respectively.

"Make your choice. Even if only one of you refuses, I will not leave any future trouble behind."

"..."

In the end, for the sake of the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, no matter how unwilling, could only press the wisps of energy into their own foreheads.

At this moment, only the two youngsters remained among the five.

Ning Fengzhi walked over, stroked Ning Rongrong's head, and sighed helplessly: "Rongrong... Daddy has failed you."

"But... for the sake of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect..."

"Daddy... I understand..." Ning Rongrong shook her head, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at the wisp of energy in her hand.

Third Brother... everyone... I'm sorry, I can no longer stand by your side...

The next second, with the resolve of one facing death, she pressed the energy into her forehead.

Seeing this, Cen Yu chuckled with satisfaction and turned to look at Oscar: "Now only you are left~"

But he was the only one left; if he refused to submit to the death, perhaps...

Unexpectedly, just as this thought surfaced, Little White's voice echoed in his mind:

("Cease your thoughts. Even if he walked the path of opposing Martial Soul Hall in the original work, the trajectory has changed with our arrival.")

("I did not stop you regarding Xiao Wu before because that is the rule of this world.")

("Soul masters hunt soul beasts to advance, and soul beasts hunt humans for sustenance; the two are mutual.")

("At least for now, Oscar has not yet stepped onto that path of resistance, so I will not allow your wanton killing. You promised me.")

Hearing this, Cen Yu smiled helplessly: "Fine~ I'll listen to you~"

"Actually, I don't want to kill someone with such talent and utility so easily. With the soul brand in place, they won't be able to betray me anyway."

Besides, Little White only said he couldn't kill him; she didn't say anything about not using coercion and inducement~