780: 230_3 780: 230_3 Although my strike wasn’t concentrated in one place, its might was terrifying enough, not to mention that I was deploying the Ghost-Cutting, which is specifically designed to counter ghosts!
Yet, not even one resentful spirit died.
These resentful spirits were no less formidable than those skeletons!
“Retreat!”
Cao Zhen bellowed, leading everyone to rapidly retreat.
Although the skeletons couldn’t fly, these resentful spirits could, and in such a situation, what else is there to do but run?
Everyone fled swiftly, but the resentful spirits kept up closely.
Even though they were all resentful spirits, Cao Zhen noticed while flying that some moved faster, while others were slower.
Gradually, among the spirits, some had fallen behind, while a few charged ahead, creating a gap between them and the rest.
As Cao Zhen retreated at high speed, he drew his Sharp Sword, turned around, and faced the closest resentful spirit flying towards him, unleashing a ferocious strike.
With just one swing of the sword, it seemed as though hundreds of Cao Zhens appeared in the night sky, each one delivering a strike.
A hundred strikes were launched, each carrying Unparalleled Sword Intent, filled with an ethereal quality.
These hundred strikes, each unique, seemed like a hundred peerless swordsmen simultaneously performing their most powerful strike, condensed from a lifetime of mastering Sword Intent.
The hundred Xu Ying appeared extremely illusory, and in them, one could faintly sense that it was not a hundred people executing swordsmanship, yet as if no one was executing it at all.
It seemed as though those hundred strikes had merged into one, making it feel like in this part of the world, there was only this one strike.
The entire world, too, seemed to contain only this one strike.
Within this strike was a concentration of Unparalleled Righteousness!
The lead resentful spirit, caught within this strike, seemed to pop like a punctured balloon, letting out a soft sound, its body suddenly rupturing, and wisps of black smoke drifting outward.
That resentful spirit was dead.
Cao Zhen exhaled softly, relieved.
If he focused his power to strike a single resentful spirit, he could still kill it.
Otherwise, he really would’ve started to question his life.
To the side, Linghu Gudu stared at the six Golden Cores and the Special Strange Core behind Cao Zhen, completely stunned.
Was this Cao Zhen truly at the sixth level of the Golden Core Stage?
He had heard rumors that the champion of the Guardian Immortal Imperial Dynasty’s Martial Contest was someone at the sixth level of the Golden Core Stage, and he had never believed it.
The sixth level of the Golden Core Stage, how could anyone be that powerful?
But now, he truly believed.
This Cao Zhen was indeed at the sixth level of the Golden Core Stage, and his attacks were terrifyingly powerful.
Such swordsmanship, he had never seen in his life, so exquisite.
Cao Zhen was only at the sixth level of the Golden Core Stage.
If Cao Zhen reached the Perfect Completion Golden Core, how utterly terrifying would he be!
In Linghu Gudu’s astonished gaze, another two resentful spirits fell before him.
Cao Zhen once again swung his longsword, executing another strike.
Naturally, he could perform his swordsmanship consecutively, but even so, following the same technique used repeatedly, even he wouldn’t be able to circulate his Mana as quickly the second time around.
This strike’s might was clearly much weaker than the previous one, and furthermore, he was stabbing at two different resentful spirits simultaneously.
Although the two spirits were fast, the strike was faster.
In the blink of an eye, both resentful spirits were impaled at the same time by the strike, suddenly surrounded by rising clouds of black mist.
They were injured!
Yet their forms didn’t burst as the first one had; they merely paused slightly due to the attack.
Behind them, another resentful spirit had already reached Cao Zhen, extending its claw and slamming it towards him.
Golden protective light instantly flared up around Cao Zhen.
Gold Light Spell!
Immediately, the Gold Light Spell shook violently.
Cao Zhen felt as if he had been struck by a towering mountain, the small resentful spirit’s strength immensely powerful.
Under that strike, although the Gold Light Spell did not shatter, the tremendous impact forced Cao Zhen’s body to fly backwards uncontrollably for a distance.
These resentful spirits, it seemed, possessed no Divine Skills in their attacks and relied purely on strength and instinct.
Yet their power seemed to have reached the pinnacle of the Golden Core Stage!
But that was absolutely impossible!
The pinnacle of strength in the Golden Core Stage was still within that stage; relying solely on strength, it was impossible for it to shake his Gold Light Spell like that.
Therefore, these resentful spirits must have used Divine Skills.
But he had not seen them use any Divine Skills just now, so there could be only one explanation: these resentful spirits had already activated their Divine Skills before they appeared, similar to those like Little Zen Peak’s or Yaksha Transformation.
Although he didn’t know what Divine Skills these were, after using them, the bodies of these resentful spirits became surprisingly strong.
While he could kill them, it wouldn’t be easy.
And right now, there were still so many of them.
“Stop engaging in battle and don’t use Divine Skills against them anymore; just flee at full speed,” Cao Zhen called out again, as he rapidly circulated his Mana, increasing his flying speed even more.
They had been attacking the chasing resentful spirits with Divine Skills while fleeing, so naturally, their speed of flight had been reduced.