Chapter 56: The Sword Spirit's Madness

  "What?" Wu Yue was startled, coming out of the Black Face Sword Spirit's state, looking at the dense and numerous ghost beasts outside, which should have been afraid of the Black Face Sword Spirit and didn't dare to approach. Now that the Black Face Sword Spirit had been taken in by him, they would probably soon discover this point. For now, he could still borrow the Black Face Sword Spirit's intimidating power, but only for an instant when he spoke those words could he scare away the ghost beasts. If he lingered any longer, he was afraid...

  Wu Ya's face turned pale with sweat, and he got up without hesitation. After walking a few steps, he stopped again, then suddenly jumped down from the giant monster bones and ran around in circles within a hundred meters radius. "Damn it, there must be treasure here, can't let it go."

  As expected, Wu Ya ran a few laps and found quite a few good things. Here, apart from broken bones, were all mysterious weapons, but unfortunately, many of them were incomplete, and not even one three-tier or higher mysterious weapon was visible. Helpless, Wu Ya could only pick up two three-tier mysterious swords before flashing away. Feng Ying had already warned that these damned ghost beasts had suddenly advanced twenty meters; if they didn't leave now, it would be too late.

  "I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

  The Black-faced Sword Spirit's ultimate move was unleashed, and with a whooshing sound, another group of them fled. Wu Ya took advantage of the opportunity to break through, clearing a path of light, but unfortunately, that feeling soon disappeared, and the ghostly beasts once again swarmed forward.

  Damn it, Wu Ya can only show his "killer move" again.

  Like this, Wu Yue ran while repeating the words, he repeated them so much that he wanted to vomit. He didn't know how long it took, but finally, Wu Yue was far away from the black mountain and entered the dark forest, only to find himself tragically lost.

  Everything around is dark, it's too hard to remember the direction, even if it's windy, and the previous mark was left before the Heaven Swallowing Sword was activated. The Heaven Swallowing Sword has been activated until now, there is still a long distance from Black Mountain.

  The only way now is to rely on the original memory and find that mark.

  Because there are still some memories in the memory, if there is nothing else around, it should not be difficult to find the mark. However, there are also ghost beasts around, and they have gradually discovered that the one in front of them is a fake sword spirit!

  Just like the "minefield sprint" in role-playing games, even the most difficult maze can be patiently figured out if there weren't those damn landmines. But those landmine monsters would always get on your nerves and make you want to look at the strategy guide. However, what was in front of Wu Jue wasn't a monster with game rules or a strategy guide to read; it was a ghost beast that could launch a group attack and let out eerie howls.

  "Bang......"

  Another ghost beast was scattered, the beast pearl was cut in half, Wu Ya didn't make a sound of excitement at all, because what followed immediately was a "ding" sound, a three-stage Xuan sword with many dents and concaves broke. All three stages of Xuan swords were broken, it can be imagined how many ghost beasts Wu Ya had killed, what kind of state he was in now, fortunately, he had casually taken two three-stage Xuan swords before, otherwise, he would have been finished by now. His three-stage long spear was thrown away, no way, too long and too heavy, not having a mount is unfavorable for a fierce battle.

  "Huff... I've waited... damn it, completely useless." Wu Yue cursed loudly for a while, then quickly ran out, cutting down several more, finally unable to withstand the exhaustion and thirst, he fell to one knee, too weak even to draw his sword. The surrounding ghostly beasts still didn't decrease in number, slowly closing in, licking the corner of their mouths... was he going to die here?

  "Die, cannot die, I want to wait, I want to wait..."

  At this critical moment, the Black Sword Spirit in his mind suddenly said something different from before, still so deep and desolate, but gave Wu Yue endless power, and shouted in his heart: "But I'm exhausted, the enemy is invincible!"

  "Enemy, kill him! Can't fight head-on, assassinate him in secret. In this world, there is no one who can't be killed!" The black-faced sword spirit said quietly.

  He suddenly raised his sword, and an extremely dark killing intent burst forth in Wu Yue's mind. At this moment, Wu Yue could no longer care about anything else, using the last of his strength to stand up, silently reciting the incantation of the "Divine Mystery Air Classic". The mysterious air was born, as if it had triggered something, and together with the sword technique of the Black-Faced Sword Spirit, he moved. A black sword light directly pierced through the body of the Ghost Beast...

  "Ahh... Boom!"

  No need to use Xuan Qi to disperse, just a plain and unremarkable sword strike, the spiritual body on the You Ling Shou dispersed, the beast pearl turned into foam, Wu Ya's face was expressionless, he struck back with his sword, exactly the same, another You Ling Shou was destroyed under his sword.

  In his mind, the sword moves of the Black-faced Sword Spirit continued to merge, and with the sword moves, there were also footsteps. Wu Ya also transformed into a ghost, in the dark forest, a dark figure shuttled back and forth among countless white floating bodies, slowly slashing out these whites.

  It was unknown how long it took for the forest to thoroughly recover its darkness. Wu Jue held his sword and stood up, then slowly sat down again.

  "The Divine Mysterious Air Classic" circulated, and the mysterious air in his body slowly recovered. Wu Ya didn't pay attention to these, but instead slowly comprehended the sword moves bestowed by the Black Face Sword Spirit, constantly replaying them in his mind.

  Several hours passed and Wu Ya stood up again, with the ghostly beasts floating around him once more.

  His power has now been fully restored, and the Blackface Sword Spirit is willing to lend a hand. With utmost confidence, he swiftly summoned the Blackface Sword Spirit, merged with it, and launched another attack: "I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

  Wu Ya instantly petrified, the ghost let out a cry, using the swordsmanship he had just learned to strike, stab, stab, stab, until the seventeenth sword finally beheaded a ghost beast, damn it, no one plays like this, without thinking, he pulled his legs and ran away.

  It's been who-knows-how-many days, Wu Ya has become like a wild man, with his hair disheveled and wearing tattered clothes, darting between the forests, with countless ghostly beasts chasing after him. With a swift slash, slash, slash of his three swords, he can now annihilate the ghostly beasts in an instant. At the same time, his footwork and Blackface Sword Technique have made significant progress, allowing him to wield them with ease, even without merging with the Blackface Sword Spirit. At least, it doesn't look like he's a beginner anymore.

  For so many days, the Black-faced Sword Spirit had made a move only three times, each time was when he was at a critical juncture of life and death, and it was also the only time that Wu Yao could learn from and merge with the sword technique. Each time, when he was exhausted to the point of being half-dead, he still had to make an effort to merge and remember.

  Now he seems more like a hunter in the dark, gloomy and sinister!

  Ten Ghost Beasts died under Wuyue's sword, Brush...

  Ten Ghost Beast Pearls were grasped in his hand, and he directly threw them into his mouth, crunching away... It was as if he had become a zombie. Wu Yue directly swallowed the Ghost Beast Pearls, which had been his food for the past few days. The dried bear meat he had brought earlier had long been consumed. Wu Yue felt that in the future, even if he were to go mad from exhaustion, it would be difficult for him to do so. He wondered if he would feel nauseous and vomit when he saw Ghost Beast Pearls again in the future.

  "Master, marker, marker found."

  Suddenly, Fengying let out a startled cry. Wuyue's eyes widened and he rushed in the direction she was pointing. On a black tree, there was a unique scar carved into it. Tears streaming down his face, Wuyue let out a few loud roars, startling the ghostly beast behind him to a halt.

  "Go..."

  Wu Ya didn't care about the ghost beast, he directly followed the mark and rushed out. The darkness gradually fell behind him, black turned into dark green, and the black fog gradually dissipated. Wu Ya was heartless, his heart like an arrow, just at this time, he suddenly flashed and drew to a tree.

  The rustling sound suddenly came from in front of someone.

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