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Chapter 576 Heavenly Master vs. Unlucky Guy 46

On the battlefield, various spells intertwined and the roar was deafening.

Feng Zhan, who didn't put in much effort, and Zhou Zibai, who used all his skills, fought with Weicheng for a full four hundred rounds.

Every collision seemed to tear the heaven and earth apart, and terrifying energy fluctuations raged in the air.

The fierce battle lasted for a full half hour, and both sides were exhausted.

Zhou Zibai knew very well that he must not retreat at this moment, otherwise the entire army would be wiped out.

Finally, in a fierce confrontation, Feng Zhan and Zhou Zibai seized a flaw in Weicheng, and both of them exerted force at the same time and launched their strongest attack.

A dazzling light flashed, and Acropolis's body was instantly enveloped by the light.

"I am the emperor, the supreme ghost emperor in this world! How could you possibly defeat the emperor? How is it possible? I won't accept this, I won't accept this!" Weicheng roared in despair, his voice full of unwillingness and anger.

However, everything was irreversible. As the light gradually dissipated, Acropolis' body turned into countless ashes and disappeared without a trace in the wind.

As soon as Weicheng died, his ghost cave instantly lost its support and began to shake violently.

The skeleton soldiers that crawled out of the ground also fell to the ground and turned into piles of bones.

The little ghosts that were fleeing on the ground were quickly captured and killed by the ghost catchers.

This thrilling battle finally came to an end, and the battlefield was in ruins.

All the ghost hunters who participated in the battle were injured, some lightly and some seriously, but everyone's face was filled with joy of surviving the disaster.

After all, they worked together to kill a Ghost King. This achievement was enough to make them famous in the ghost catching world and brag about it for the rest of their lives.

Only Master Fayuan stood quietly by, his eyes revealing a hint of worry and thought.

He knew in his heart that with their strength, it was impossible to kill the Ghost King.

There are also battles against opponents of higher levels, but if the opponent is two or three levels higher, it is impossible to win.

He turned his head slightly and looked at Feng Zhan, his eyes full of confusion and inquiry.

"I can't see through it, I still can't see through it..." Master Fayuan murmured in his heart.

But he did not express his doubts. He decided to find an opportunity to have a good talk with his uncle after returning.

In his opinion, there seemed to be some secret hidden behind Feng Zhan, and it would be better for small characters like them to stay out of the affairs of these big shots.

In this thrilling battle, everyone worked together to fight against the powerful enemy, and the scene was truly thrilling.

Among them, in addition to Feng Zhan's extraordinary strength, the one who contributed the most was Zhou Zibai.

The Ghost King was extremely powerful. During the fierce battle with him, the energy he released was like a surging wave, impacting everyone one after another.

Zhou Zibai tried his best and used all his skills, and every move he made was unstoppable.

When the Ghost King finally died, he seemed to have lost all his strength and became exhausted.

Fortunately, Zhou Zibai was not injured this time because everyone cooperated perfectly.

To be precise, in this brutal battle, only Zhou Zibai and Feng Zhan were safe and sound.

For the rest of the people, the situation is not optimistic.

Several people with advanced cultivation only suffered minor injuries thanks to their profound skills.

But the rest were either seriously injured and dying, or had unfortunately died. The battlefield was filled with a strong smell of blood and sadness.

The battle was extremely noisy, and the energy fluctuations generated spread like ripples, quickly alarming the Special Affairs Office and the old monsters from the major sects.

At this time, Master Fayuan was talking on the phone with his uncle with a serious expression.

Master Fayuan is already fifty years old this year. Time has left traces of varying depths on his face, but his eyes still reveal the wisdom and calmness unique to monks.

His uncle-in-law is an old man over a hundred years old. He has practiced for many years and has a very high prestige in the sect.

"Uncle Master," Master Fayuan said with a tone of confusion and solemnity, "I can't see through that man's cultivation. Strangely, I can't even get a glimpse of his past or future. It's as if he is a being beyond the cause and effect of this world."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, followed by the old yet steady voice of the uncle, "If you can't see through it, don't look at it blindly, or you'll be hurt. No matter what his purpose is, as long as he's not against us, there's no need to worry too much."

At the same time, the scene on Master Yi Nian's side was completely different.

He was playing mahjong enthusiastically with Zhou Baisui and several bigwigs from the Special Affairs Office.

At the mahjong table, the game is in full swing, with people playing mahjong back and forth and the atmosphere is lively.

"Thirty thousand, it's a win! Yi Nian, you made a big mistake!" Zhou Bainian shouted excitedly, his face filled with the joy of victory.

Master Fayuan heard it clearly on the other end of the phone, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching. He secretly complained in his heart: No way, we are working hard outside to fight monsters, but you are here leisurely playing mahjong, don’t you feel guilty?