Chapter 432: Betrayal, Success! "8k, Please Vote with Monthly Tickets!"
"Ten Thousand Ghosts Devour the Spirit, Netherworld Without End!"
The protective spiritual light surrounding Lu Jin was torn to shreds by the endless ghost claws of vengeful souls.
Countless spectral figures with green faces and bared fangs, flickering between solid and insubstantial, threw themselves onto him, biting and clawing madly!
"No—spare me, Martial Uncle! I was forced—"
Lu Jin's pleading scream was cut short before he breathed his last.
Crack. Rip. Gulp.
Those were the horrifying sounds of bones being crushed, sinews being torn, and flesh being devoured.
Within a dozen breaths.
Lu Jin was devoured without a trace.
A moment later.
The towering black mist swiftly withdrew into the Thousand-Soul Banner like an ebbing tide.
All that remained were a few drifting wisps of bloody odor, a black flying sword whose spiritual radiance had dimmed slightly, and a gray Storage Pouch.
The instant the myriad ghosts flew back into the Thousand-Soul Banner.
Xu Chuan flicked his sleeve, drawing the black flying sword and Storage Pouch into it.
His expression remained calm, as though he had merely done something utterly trivial.
The sight stunned not only Yin Feng Old Devil, but also Cang He and Zhang Daoran.
Was this brat missing a few screws?
Demon Lord Qi Feng's pupils narrowed slightly, as though he was considering something.
A moment later.
Enduring the intense pain, Yin Feng Old Devil snarled, "Brat, do you want a taste of ten thousand ghosts devouring your body too?"
Xu Chuan merely replied, "Ownerless property belongs to whoever picks it up first. I, Li, found it first, so it belongs to me. Is there a problem?"
"Good, good, good! To think someone could witness that and still have no fear of death!"
"Save me, Devil Lord!