Senior... It's Your Turn...

The two had been evenly matched through the first two rounds. Now came the final contest.

Standing atop the bones, Yang Lingrui's figure gradually turned to mist, then slowly manifested as the green-faced Ghost King.

On the other side, the evil cultivator True Person's form dispersed and gathered, condensing into a butcher with eyes set wide apart.

These manifestations were both embodiments of the Killing Dao within their hearts, fused from all the insights and realizations they had gained along the path of slaughter thus far.

The next instant, the two currents of killing intent resonated, drawing thunderbolts from the heavens and splitting rocks and earth upon the ground.

The two dead cities of withered bones collapsed in an instant, while the corpses beneath their feet were ground layer by layer into dust.

All these outward phenomena were manifestations of the two debating the Dao within the unseen.

Within a wondrous space inaccessible to outsiders, Yang Lingrui and the evil cultivator arrived together above Pine Mountain.

What Yang Lingrui was undergoing now was an exceedingly important moment for him.

"Little brat, you dare kill me? Every night in your dreams, you'll see me! Even after I become a ghost, I won't let you go!"

Wang Lie shouted with a savage expression, trying to intimidate Yang Lingrui with words, but he only received an even firmer killing intent in return.

"The Yang Family's path to prosperity is about to begin, and I, Yang Lingrui, will become the sharpest blade of the Lineage! If anyone dares block the way, I will kill them! If ghosts come to trouble us, I will slay the ghosts!"

As soon as those words fell, blood sprayed through the air, and Wang Lie died.

Then the scene before them shifted, arriving at the moment Yang Lingrui slew