King Qian She suddenly let out a thunderous roar and thrust both hands forward. The black ghost head howled as it lunged at Nine Swords True Lord.
Everywhere it passed, the space itself was corroded by Ghost Qi, releasing a sizzling sound as though drenched in powerful acid.
The Ghost Shadows around it scattered in all directions, attacking from different angles.
Nine Swords True Lord's gaze sharpened. His hands rapidly formed Mystic Gestures.
The nine flying swords that had been hovering above his head instantly blazed with light, transforming into nine streaks of radiance that slammed viciously into the ghost head.
The dozen or so Ghost Shadows shattered at once as the sword bodies smashed fiercely against the ghost head.
Countless metallic clangs rang out.
The next moment, the ghost head suddenly exploded, turning into pools of black mud that wrapped around the flying swords, seemingly intent on swallowing them all.
Nine Swords True Lord's expression remained unchanged. His Mystic Gestures shifted as he pointed at the nine flying swords.
Light flared brilliantly. Strands of sword light separated out, turning into gray threads that sliced in every direction!
"This is... the Sword Silk Incantation!"
One of the supreme divine abilities of the Sword Cultivator path!
The black mud was suddenly cut into pieces and fell from the sky!
Seizing the chance, the nine flying swords buzzed and flew back above Nine Swords True Lord's head, pointing at King Qian She.
"What a Nine Swords True Lord. Your reputation is indeed well deserved!" King Qian She praised. With a flick of his finger, the fallen chunks of mud flew back up and merged together.
They reformed into a ghost head a hundred zhang tall, completely unharmed!
"Hmph, you are not bad either!" Nine Swords True Lord snorted coldly. The Ghost King