"Boom," a sound, Mo Chuan rushed out of the bathhouse, only to crash into a light screen.
Mo Chuan squinted and saw the purple light screen attached to the outer layer of the bathhouse, his brows furrowed instantly.
Just as he was about to figure out how to break through this light screen, a vast and powerful aura suddenly came towards him, even suppressing his aura as a Ghost King head-on.
Mo Chuan subconsciously looked up, only to see a golden sword phantom suddenly appear in the sky, slashing directly towards the ground.
But what happened next made Mo Chuan even more astonished.
The sky instantly became overcast, and amidst the converging strong winds and swirling clouds, a familiar figure appeared between the dark clouds. The silvery white phantom and the towering figure that spanned the heavens and earth made Mo Chuan recognize the figure's identity at a glance—Lei Gong.
Xin Lei's ability! Lei Gong!
During the previous Hundred Ghost Night Parade, Xin Lei's earth-shattering skill had made Mo Chuan extremely envious. He hadn't expected him to appear here now. But since he had made a move, it meant that someone here needed Xin Lei to act. Moreover, this person was basically on the same level as Shuten-dōji, or even... more difficult to deal with than Shuten-dōji.
Mo Chuan stared at the sky, finally finding a small, thin figure floating in the sky under the illumination of the lightning.
Is it him... But who is he?
The Five-Official King.
If it really was the Five-Official King, then things might get much worse. Not to mention his polluting ability, just the matter of his followers hidden in various places in Jianzhou and even surrounding prefectures. If they were to perform statue sacrifices at the same time, the consequences would be unimaginable!
However, without summoning the Hundred Ghost Night Parade... could he fight him?
But thinking of Mo Fei, Mo Chuan couldn't care less. He would break through the light screen in front of him first, and then find a way to help Xin Lei deal with that short guy.
But what happened next was unexpected for Mo Chuan.
Xin Lei raised the battle axe made of lightning high in his hand, leaped from the dark clouds, and charged into the sky with immense lightning, directly confronting the golden sword phantom head-on.
As Xin Lei attacked, the phantom of Lei Gong swung his battle axe and war drum, smashing down fiercely at the surrounding war drums.
Boom—Crack—
Amidst the rolling thunder, nine lightning pillars, like silver dragons, descended from the sky, as if to purify the human world, smashing directly onto the golden sword phantom.
Boom—
The violent airflow blew the garbage in the surrounding alleys, the clothes hung by the residents, and a small amount of materials from surrounding construction sites everywhere. The surging vortex of air kicked up dust and leaves, and the entire Shengjing Avenue was plunged into a chaotic storm.
The sharp air waves even shattered the glass of most buildings, and Mo Chuan, who was closest to the impact, felt as if his internal organs were being churned upside down. Fortunately, his physical resistance was over a thousand. Otherwise, with his fourth-tier strength, he would have been finished now.
Crack—Crack—
The light screen in front of him cracked piece by piece, and finally shattered into specks of fluorescent light and disappeared into the ground.
It was actually shattered by the shockwave just now...
Mo Chuan couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, but now he had to go and help Xin Lei. If the enemy in front of him really was the Five-Official King, and Xin Lei lost his combat power, he wouldn't be able to play anymore.
Mo Chuan leaped forward, used his grappling hook to latch onto the window of the bathhouse, and then climbed step by step to the rooftop of the Grand Marshal's Bathhouse.
...
Mo Fei stepped on the Cheng Ying sword, quickly crossing every alleyway from the hotel to Shengjing Avenue.
She anxiously scanned the increasingly unfamiliar surroundings, continuously sensing Mo Chuan's situation. However, she didn't notice that the silver sword curse mark on her forehead was emitting a purple aura.
The curse mark was the skill [Concentric Bond] she obtained after entering the third tier.
This skill could establish a contract with a target. The user could always sense the approximate location and physical condition of the contracted person, and could immediately inform the other party when either of them lost consciousness. It was through this that she sensed Mo Chuan had lost consciousness and rushed over in a hurry.
As for when the contract was established? Mo Chuan's curse mark was on his cheek, understand? (Refer to Chapter 53)
As soon as she saw the police blockade in the distance, she felt something was wrong—her own ability told her that Mo Chuan was beyond this blockade, on the avenue.
Suddenly, there was a violent explosion from the other end of the street, and the resulting shockwave directly blew Mo Fei off the Cheng Ying sword, sending her crashing to the ground.
Fortunately, she had reduced her flight speed and altitude as she approached the blockade, otherwise, she would have been injured.
Mo Fei ignored her scraped knee, struggled to stand up from the ground, and quickly recalled her Cheng Ying sword that had been blown away.
Looking at the chaotic scene in the distance, even a fool would know that a great battle was taking place there, and Mo Chuan was also there.
But... it would be a problem for her to even get close now...
Mo Fei held the Cheng Ying sword, feeling so powerless for the first time.
She had grown too slowly under Mo Chuan's protection. Although among her peers, Mo Fei's strength was already outstanding, knowing the battle her brother was facing, Mo Fei felt her own weakness for the first time.
She was right in front of her! But she couldn't get close!
Mo Fei, Mo Fei! You still want to make your brother your exclusive possession, but now, let alone protecting him, you don't even have the qualification to fight alongside him!
Strength! Mo Fei had never craved for powerful strength so much before!
The Cheng Ying sword in her hand seemed to understand Mo Fei's thoughts, let out a slight sword cry, then gently pulled away, leaving Mo Fei's hand and floating in front of her.
The slender spiritual sword's black body and the purplish-white blade shimmered slightly, and then slowly separated, transforming into a slender black sword and a slender silver-white sword.
The black sword flashed with a crimson red light. She moved forward gently and said in a seductive voice, "Little girl, you want power, don't you?"
Mo Fei had just recovered from her shock. She looked at the black sword speaking to her, then cast her gaze to the silver-white slender sword in the distance, and was speechless.
"Look... the person you care about most is probably in an uncertain situation right now, yet you're still hesitating and indecisive... When you possess absolute power, you don't need to consider these things..."
At this moment, the silent white sword spoke, "True power is something that can be controlled by oneself. Uncontrollable power will only bring disaster."
The black sword scoffed at this and said, "Can the power you can control now help you save your loved ones?"
Mo Fei looked at the black sword and then at the white sword. In her heart, she already had an answer, so she reached out her hand, wanting to grasp the black sword.
"Do you know what the price of this power is?! Accepting it so easily will only lead to immense pain!"
"For Mo Chuan! I can give up everything!"
Mo Fei stared intently at the black sword emanating an ominous aura, a morbid expression gradually appearing in her eyes, and muttered to herself, "You are mine..."