The departure of the Ghost King caused those Vengeful Spirits to waver in their thoughts. Wang Xiaoqiang's Thunderclap Annihilation Palm left them terrified. They dared not recklessly advance to their deaths, but they didn't immediately clear the path either, still blocking the way ahead and obstructing Wang Xiaoqiang's route.

Wang Xiaoqiang shouted sternly, "I originally didn't want to kill you. Let me in, I will get rid of the Ghost King and return your freedom!"

The Ghost King used the Spirit Control Technique to manipulate these Vengeful Spirits, wantonly tormenting and ordering them around. These Vengeful Spirits both feared and hated the Ghost King, wishing for his early death, because once the Ghost King died, they would no longer be under his control and could be liberated, reincarnating to become humans.

But they dared not trust Wang Xiaoqiang's words. If Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't kill the Ghost King, the Ghost King would severely punish them.

They had all tasted the torture of Ghost Fire refining, a pain that left deep memories. If the Ghost King increased the heat control of the Ghost Fire, it would be another experience of a fate worse than death.

Seeing the Vengeful Spirits still doubtful and unwilling to move, Wang Xiaoqiang said again, "This time, it's either me or the Ghost King. You all can be assured."

The Vengeful Spirits were well aware of the Ghost King's power; otherwise, they wouldn't have ended up in this state. Moreover, they knew the Ghost King Sect had an even more terrifying entity than the Ghost King... the Ghost Spirit.

Therefore, they were still hesitant to believe Wang Xiaoqiang. Seeing the Vengeful Spirits stubbornly refusing to listen, Wang Xiaoqiang shouted sharply, "In helping the Ghost King, you are aiding a tyrant. Even if you seek a chance of reincarnation to become human in the future, you cannot wash away this sin and shame. Why do it?"

It must be said, sometimes words are more powerful than actions. Finally swayed by Wang Xiaoqiang's words, these Vengeful Spirits hesitated a moment, then retreated one after another, returning to the gateway.

Seeing no more hindrance, Wang Xiaoqiang's figure flickered as he eagerly flew over the gateway, entering the interior of the Ghost King Sect, releasing his Divine Sense to search for the Ghost King.

If he wanted to rescue Princess Hua Shao, he had to first eliminate the Ghost King. This was a very simple principle.

As Wang Xiaoqiang used his Divine Sense to search for the Ghost King, the Ghost King kneeled in front of the Sacrificial Altar, raised his right hand to condense a Corpse Qi Knife, and cut open his left arm, blood gushing out, dripping onto the altar, soon forming a large pool.

The fresh red blood was a chilling sight!

As the blood flowed out, the Ghost King's complexion turned pale.

"Ghost Spirit above, please accept the bow of this junior!" The Ghost King kowtowed deeply three times towards the altar, then raised his head, gazing respectfully at the towering altar, saying in a hoarse voice, "Today, with foreign enemies invading my Ghost King Sect, I am powerless to resist. I hope the senior Ghost Spirit can come out to preside over the situation. I offer a liter of Essence Blood to show my sincerity, please accept!!"

"Caw~~" A terrifying ghostly cry echoed from within the altar. Though not loud, it was extremely unpleasant to hear, causing shivers all over, as if it were scraping at one's nerves.

With the echo of this ghostly cry, the Essence Blood dripped onto the altar by the Ghost King gradually depleted until it disappeared...

"My dear, your sincerity is lacking, isn't it? Just this bit of Essence Blood isn't enough to fill the gap between my teeth..." An eerie terrifying voice came from within the altar. This voice, sounding neither male nor female, was a neutral tone as sinister as the ghostly cry.

The Ghost King trembled involuntarily upon hearing this. The Ghost Spirit was not something he could summon at will. To be honest, he hadn't held much hope this time, because previously, despite many blood sacrifices, he had never heard even a sound from the Ghost Spirit.

But now, having heard its voice, the Ghost King couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. His voice quivered with excitement and sincerity, "Senior, I understand how to proceed, please wait a moment!"

Saying this, the Ghost King took out a Communication Talisman, swiping his finger across it, making it light up instantly, showing seven avatars similar to QQ.

"Generals, hear my command. Bring your units to the altar!" The Ghost King shouted into the Communication Talisman with an authoritative voice that brooked no refusal.

Among the seven avatars, only six flickered briefly. The Ghost King stared at the unmoving avatar, a flash of fury and murderous intent crossing his face.

Soon, six Ghost Generals each led three thousand Ghost Soldiers to fly to the altar, kneeling below the altar steps.

With eighteen thousand Ghost Soldiers kneeling around the altar, the scene was vast and imposing.

Seeing the multitude of units arrive, the Ghost King turned abruptly, facing the units below, saying in a deep voice, "This time our Ghost King Sect faces a formidable enemy. For the eternal legacy of the Ghost King Sect, I need to blood sacrifice the Ghost Spirit. With strength in numbers, each of you must offer a portion of Essence Blood as offerings!"

Indeed, though the Ghost King had a high cultivation base, his Essence Blood was limited. But if the eighteen thousand Ghost Soldiers each contributed a portion of Essence Blood, it would form a small blood reservoir.

"As you command!!"

All the Ghost Soldiers present responded in unison, biting their tongues one after another to spit out mouthfuls of fresh blood.

The Ghost King waved his right hand, forming a gigantic ghostly hand the size of an Iron Rake, which flew out swiftly, with the palm facing down, circling above the heads of the eighteen thousand Ghost Soldiers around the altar,

Emitting a majestic suction from the palm of the ghostly hand, it drew in all the Essence Blood sprayed by the Ghost Soldiers...

As streams of Essence Blood were absorbed into the palm, they condensed, compressed, and transformed into a dark liquid. When the eighteen thousand streams of Essence Blood were sucked into it, a blood ball the size of a basketball formed,

The blood ball was deep red, crystalline, like a round piece of Blood Jade. It emitted an extremely dense Blood Qi.

The Ghost King performed hand gestures, causing the massive ghostly hand to tighten its grip. With the force of the grip, the blood ball was further compressed and shrunk, eventually turning into a fist-sized blood ball of dark red color, resembling a deep-colored Blood Jade.

Although the blood ball had shrunk, the Blood Qi within was even stronger. As the blood ball rotated rapidly, a surge of Aura of Blood Fury shot skyward. At this moment, even the Top Ten Elders and eight students entangled in battle were drawn to it, halting their fight, eyes fixed on the blood ball in the ghostly hand, displaying expressions of astonishment and awe.

Seeing the blood ball formed, the Ghost King manipulated it with both hands, carefully controlling the massive ghostly hand to bring the blood ball towards the altar...

However, at this moment, an unexpected change occurred...

With a swishing sound piercing the air, the ghostly hand was struck by a Soldier Aura Arrow, electric arcs crackling on the arrow, causing the ghostly hand to tremble uncontrollably. Losing control, the blood ball in the ghostly hand plummeted in disarray...

"Not good!" The Ghost King exclaimed deeply, his body flashing from the altar, lunging towards the falling blood ball. (To be continued. If you like this work, you're welcome to vote for it on Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)

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