Wang Xiaoqiang had only one last opportunity left, but only he himself was aware of it, while others could not see.

All the people present, all the ghost cultivators, including the Ghost King and the gravely injured ghost spirit, believed Wang Xiaoqiang was formidable, with endless stamina, and did not think he had only one final chance to strike.

At this moment, the eight students all showed excitement on their faces, a thrill of imminent victory.

Because as long as Wang Xiaoqiang could maintain this peak state, even if he couldn't kill the ghost spirit this time, he certainly wouldn't be defeated,

while the ghost cultivators secretly worried, not only for the ghost spirit but also for themselves. Their nerves were tightly wound, attentively watching the ghost spirit, ready to flee if the ghost spirit could not withstand Wang Xiaoqiang's attack, for they wouldn't stay here to die.

Because they couldn't gauge the extent of Wang Xiaoqiang's strength, the ghost spirit was filled with fear and the urge to retreat grew.

Wang Xiaoqiang's blow earlier inflicted significant harm, causing a severe headache and a daze; if he took another hit, he'd be gravely injured or dying, making escape too late.

Thus, he decided... to flee!

As Wang Xiaoqiang's Path of Courage charged down, about to slam onto his head, a ghostly image separated from the ghost spirit, emitting a piercing howl, and rushed towards the Path of Courage with a loud crash.

The ghostly image, though just a shadow, seemed as solid as any physical form, and its massive body stirred up a wind and thunderous sound as it moved.

The roar resonated, and its might was immense.

With a booming sound, the Path of Courage struck the ghostly image's head, the electric arcs from the word 'courage' bursting and exploding its head. Yet the ghostly image, despite being headless, did not die; instead of retreating, it charged forward towards Wang Xiaoqiang, rushing up to meet him.

The next moment...

BOOM!!!!

Wang Xiaoqiang's War God Hammer crashed onto the ghostly image's body with a thunderous impact, shattering it into pieces, ultimately reducing it to fragments and vanishing into nothingness.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoqiang was greatly alarmed.

This was his final strike, meant to take the ghost spirit's life, but unexpectedly, the ghost spirit used a doppelgänger to withstand it. Although the avatar was finally destroyed, it blocked the lethal blow for the ghost spirit,

if the ghost spirit were to strike at this moment.

He would be in danger, having no alien blood energy to sustain him.

While Wang Xiaoqiang secretly worried, the ghost spirit had already dodged aside, its massive body dashed towards the sacrificial altar, clearly in a rushed escape.

Despite its massive body, it didn't appear cumbersome at all, reaching the altar in a flash. Quickly, its huge ghostly hands formed seals, immediately surrounded by corpse qi. On its hands, five ghost talismans appeared, red, white, black, green, and yellow, displaying five colors. The five-color ghost talismans flickered, shimmering mysteriously in the night.

"Five-color ghost talismans awaken, the Gate of Hell opens!"

The ghost spirit roared deeply, waving its hands, and two corpse qi orbs carrying the five-color ghost talismans rushed to the sacrificial altar, sticking onto it, suddenly lighting up brightly, then a loud bang was heard, and the altar erupted with a loud bang, cracking at lightning speed.

Such a large sacrificial altar, if it exploded, would be like a gigantic bomb, and the destructive power of such an explosion can easily be imagined,

At this point, everyone present, all the ghost cultivators were frightened and stunned, watching the scene as if the end of the world had arrived.

However, the expected horror scene did not occur; indeed, the altar exploded, but the collapse happened so gently, like the demolition of a building, the massive altar shattered into tiny stone particles, not exaggeratedly scattering outward, finally forming a rain of stones, scattering down.

Below the altar, a giant pit of fifty meters in radius appeared, from which emitted thick smoke-like corpse qi, and the sound of "kala... kala..." suddenly grew loud, coming from that massive pit, extremely loud, strange, and terrifying.

"Human boy, I'll return to retreat and cultivate. When I break through, it will be your doomsday!" The ghost spirit forced its voice with power, shouting at Wang Xiaoqiang, and then leaped into the giant pit.

As he jumped into the pit, he uttered his last words, "Ghost King, if you don't want to die, you can follow me to the Netherworld!"

At this time, all the human cultivators and ghost cultivators present were stunned, realizing the sacrificial altar below connected to the Netherworld,

what people commonly refer to as the Underworld, the netherworld.

What ordinary people consider the Underworld is a world for the dead to reside in, but that is not entirely true.

The Underworld indeed serves as a shelter for lost souls, but it doesn't only harbor the deceased; rather, the Netherworld is the domain of ghost cultivators,

In the Netherworld, ghost cultivators dominate the realm, controlling wandering souls, reigning over the Netherworld, which forms its own plane, significantly larger than the Immortal Realm,

Compared to the Netherworld, the Ghost Territory is insignificantly small and is merely a small outpost, like a military base of a country; unlike other places, the Netherworld hasn't entirely controlled the Ghost Territory but has allowed it liberty, also deeply hidden, even the Ghost King doesn't know that the altar below was the entrance to the Netherworld, connecting to it,

Ghost cultivators in the Netherworld are even more formidable; ghost cultivators like the ghost spirit are merely average within the Netherworld, with their cultivation standards at a median level.

Like the Ghost Territory, the Netherworld is suffused with corpse qi, its intensity several times thicker than that of the Ghost Territory,

Because the Netherworld has abundant corpse qi to utilize, it is a paradise for ghost cultivators, but a hell for human cultivators. Without sufficient power, human cultivators dare not enter the Netherworld.

Hence, the ghost spirit invited the Ghost King to go to the Netherworld with him, intending to lend him a hand. However, once he reached the Netherworld, Wang Xiaoqiang would no longer be able to kill him.

Upon hearing the ghost spirit's voice, the Ghost King immediately snapped out of his shock, and without the slightest hesitation, flew down towards the pit below the altar.

Seeing the Ghost King flying towards the large pit, the Top Ten Elders, along with over ten thousand ghost cultivators, followed suit, rushing towards the large pit in a swarm like headless flies.

For them, these human cultivators were extraordinarily powerful, especially Wang Xiaoqiang, whose power was utterly defiant of the natural order, beyond their ability to confront. Even the mighty ghost spirit was not his match, staying here would ultimately mean death for them.

So unless one was not right in the head or tired of living, they would decide to flee at this moment. And the Netherworld was the "paradise" for ghost cultivators,

given a paradise to go to, who would want to wait around to descend to "hell."

Fang Qiu and the others saw the Ghost King fleeing, so they hastily chased after him.

But Wang Xiaoqiang did not pursue, he shouted to warn, "Do not chase a desperate foe! It's dangerous!" (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast recommendations and monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)

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