As soon as Liu Buli heard the voice, he immediately chuckled. Yawning, his expression seemed to suggest he was practically writing "disdain" on his face.
Scanning the surroundings, he spoke, "Of course I know you can hear us, but I also know that the dead cannot relay messages. As long as we can successfully eliminate you before you can send the message back, what difference does it make whether you heard it or not?"
His words were indeed the height of arrogance.
The ghost race was almost driven to death by Liu Buli.
The surrounding black mist churned. Just as Liu Buli held his breath and focused on the situation, a black shadow suddenly burst from the mist, charging towards Liu Buli with fangs and claws.
Unlike ordinary members of the ghost race.
While those guys were indeed ugly and somewhat misshapen, at first glance, they didn't seem too different from humans. If one had to describe them, they were merely strangely-looking humans.
However, the creature that attacked him this time could be completely described as a monster.
Compared to humans, they were clearly more beast-like. They moved on all fours, their spines bulging, their appearance strange and terrifying. Coupled with their dark brown skin, they bore a resemblance to packs of hyenas in the wilderness feeding on carrion.
This was the first time Liu Buli had seen such a creature. Although its destructive power wasn't overwhelming, the visual impact was certainly potent.
Liu Buli immediately furrowed his brows, shedding his previous languid demeanor. He seriously raised his long sword, blocking the monster's first pounce.
To a cultivator of Liu Buli's caliber, fangs and claws wouldn't inflict much damage. The problem was the intense ghostly energy and resentment emanating from the creature as it closed in; the combined effect was so potent it was almost suffocating.
Liu Buli fiercely slashed down with his sword. He didn't have time to employ any elaborate techniques, and consequently, he didn't inflict much damage on the opponent.
The monster's movement speed was incredibly fast, and its reaction time was far greater than expected. Due to Liu Buli's attack, it retreated a few steps. Liu Buli managed to catch his breath and his gaze towards the monster turned even colder.
If Lu Wuming's senses were correct, it meant that they were surrounded by these monsters. These creatures were more difficult to deal with than ordinary ghost race members because of their greater physical agility and the more loathsome malice they carried.
So, how should he deal with them?
Liu Buli narrowed his eyes.
He tightened his grip on his long sword, took a deep breath, and said to Lu Wuming beside him, "Wuming, stand back a bit. Protect yourself and don't get caught in your master's techniques."
Saying this indicated that Liu Buli intended to use an area-of-effect, indiscriminate attack.
Lu Wuming had witnessed this technique a few times. Just as Liu Buli had warned, for his own safety, he indeed had to retreat further and focus on defense.
Moving to the edge of the black mist, Lu Wuming formed a water shield around himself. Once he confirmed that he was relatively safe, Liu Buli took a deep breath and raised his long sword to the sky.
He began chanting incantations, and his sword blade gradually began to glow with an orange-red light. As if sensing the importance of his actions, the monsters that had been waiting in place began to move, swarming towards Liu Buli.
But they were still a step too late.
Since the spell had begun, Liu Buli was fully prepared and would not allow himself to be easily harmed.
Fiery red lotuses bloomed around him, carrying the true flames of hell. Even with their swift movements, these monsters were not that powerful.
In fact, they were slightly weaker than ordinary ghost race members, as their fear of fire was not as pronounced as that of other members of their kind.
The moment the blooming red lotuses touched them, their fur instantly ignited. Flames licked their bodies, shimmering with a dazzling golden-red light.
The monsters' roars were incessant, but as if they had completely lost their minds, even in this state, they continued to charge at Liu Buli in a frenzy.
They were rather like zombies from a story.
As long as they saw flesh before them, even if it meant a suicidal charge, nothing could stop their advance.
The moment this thought crossed his mind, Liu Buli felt he was truly unwell. At such a time, he could still imagine such strange things. He had to admit, he had a rather large heart.
A faint smile appeared on his face, but his hands did not stop moving.
He had learned Shen Muzhi's Karmic Fire Red Lotus and made some modifications to suit himself.
As was the case now.
When the monsters finally got close to him, Liu Buli flipped his sword, and countless vines suddenly rose around the lotuses, weaving into a giant net of fire that ensnared the monsters.
The monsters that collided with the fiery net were instantly reduced to charcoal. They looked even more tragic than those in the sea of flowers below. Just looking at their charred forms, Liu Buli could guess how much pain these beasts suffered before their deaths.
However, since this was the path they chose, they had no one to blame for their fate.
His actions continued, and his incantations did not cease. But Liu Buli realized that he seemed to have stumbled upon the monsters' nest. No matter how many he killed, new monsters continued to emerge from the black mist, giving him no chance to rest.
Very well, this was even more interesting.
Liu Buli narrowed his eyes, his beautiful phoenix eyes filled with boundless madness.
He actually knew for a long time that in terms of madness, he wasn't much different from their big dog. It was just that Lu Wuming preferred to express it openly, while he usually concealed his emotions with a refined and gentle demeanor, making it difficult for others to notice.
But now that the opportunity was rare, if he didn't vent properly, it would be an insult to these monsters who willingly threw themselves to their deaths.
Thinking this, Liu Buli's actions became even more ferocious.
And as the monsters continued to swarm, a figure slowly emerged from the black mist.
That person hid among the monsters, trying to conceal their aura, inching closer to Liu Buli, attempting to seize the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow while the latter was preoccupied with the monsters.
His plan was excellent.
Judging by the situation, Liu Buli seemed completely unaware of his approach.
Everything was proceeding as he had arranged.
A smile of absolute certainty appeared on his face, but before he could move forward, a cold glint suddenly flashed beside him. He dodged to the side with lightning speed, narrowly avoiding the claw that almost took his life.
Breaking out in a cold sweat, the ghost race member looked to his side.
Then, he saw Lu Wuming's hand transform into a ghostly claw. He looked at the ghost race member with a blank expression. His voice was chillingly cold as he said, "My master is dealing with trash. It's not your turn yet. You can either obediently queue up to die, and my master will give you a quick end later, or you can try me here. I guarantee, I have a way to make you regret being alive."