Chapter 160 I am the Divine Wizard, the Grand Priest of Fate! Stripping Away the Ghostly Martial Soul!
[The Ultimate King of Glory Peak Tournament, Match 4!]
[Spirit Hall - Ghostly - Battle - Chang'an City - Grand Commander!]
As Sikong Zhen finished speaking, the sky once again updated the battle information in sync.
"Ghostly!"
Upon hearing this name, all living beings in the world were once again in an uproar:
"This is one of the eight elders of the Spirit Hall, with a spirit power level of 95!"
"This level of existence is far beyond what Bai He, Marshal Ge Long, and Emperor Xingluo can compare to!"
"Moreover, Ghostly's soul skills are extremely strange, and even opponents of a higher level would find them difficult to deal with!"
"Unless the Great Fate Master can absolutely suppress the opponent with his soul power level, Chang'an's three-game winning streak will be broken!"
On the spectator stands, Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with confidence:
"It's my Spirit Hall's turn, very good! Chang'an's winning streak ends here!"
Amid the discussions of the world.
A black figure appeared on the arena in an instant, like a ghost.
It was surrounded by a thick, impenetrable black mist, exuding a sinister and chilling aura.
The newcomer was none other than Ghostly Demon. The moment he stepped onto the stage, Ghostly Demon's martial spirit possessed him, and all nine rings appeared.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black!
"Elder of the Spirit Hall, Ghostly Spirit, Top-tier Spirit Martial Soul, Ghostly Spirit!"
"Level 95 Agility-type Title Douluo, Title—Ghostly Demon!"
An ominous aura swept out, and the low-level Soul Masters instantly shivered.
Before everyone could process the oppressive aura of his entrance, a majestic voice resounded throughout the entire venue:
"All worldly thoughts are but the past!"
All living beings in the world looked in the direction of the sound and saw a black and gold figure slowly walking towards them.
"I am the High Priest of Divine Sorcery!"
"God-level Martial Soul - Life and Death Soul Spear, Level 93 Power Attack Type Title Douluo, Title 'Life and Death'!"
As they spoke, the High Priestess had already stepped onto the arena.
He held a martial spirit spear in his right hand, with eight black and one red spirit rings.
He exuded an extremely strange aura, like a grim reaper reaping the dead.
Just one glance from it feels like your soul is about to be taken away; the oppressive feeling is astonishing!
His soul ring configuration is the same as Shao Siyuan and Pei Qinhu, with eight black and one red rings!
"This aura!!!"
Ghostly pupils contracted sharply, and his martial spirit trembled instinctively!
"hiss--"
All living beings in the world were horrified and gasped in shock:
"He also possesses a god-level martial soul, and a configuration of eight black and one red soul rings!"
"What's even more astonishing is his aura; it seems to perfectly counteract the ghostly presence?!"
"But he's only level 93. Can he really defeat the Spirit Hall's Ghost Demon, who's a level above him?!"
Meanwhile, the Shrek Academy students watching the battle couldn't help but start discussing it.
"Another god-level martial soul and an eight-black-one-red configuration, this battle will probably be another crushing defeat."
Zhao Wuji shook his head, betting that the Spirit Hall's Ghostly Demon would lose.
"Hmph, I don't think so!"
Yu Xiaogang was unwilling to speak up. He had been repeatedly humiliated and was determined to prove himself once again!
"Don't overlook their soul power levels; there's a full two-level difference. It's hard to say who will win!"
As he spoke, fearing he would be proven wrong again, he stubbornly added:
"The ghost's abilities are unpredictable and bizarre. Even if Chang'an wins, it will definitely not be a crushing victory. Just you wait and see!"
In the stands, Bibi Dong's brows were furrowed, but she quickly relaxed:
"The configuration of the martial soul and soul rings is indeed amazing, but there is a two-level difference between them!"
"Moreover, reaching level 95 represents a qualitative leap! Elder Ghost is destined to win this battle!"
On the Chang'an side's viewing platform, Shao Siyuan suddenly stood up and shouted:
"Go for it, Great Lord of Fate!"
(In the background story of the game, Shao Siyuan and Da Siming have feelings for each other.)
(But here, who do you think Shao Siyuan will end up with?)
(1. Da Siming, 2. Ye Han, 3. Yao, 4. Still single.)
On the arena.
Sikong Zhen's voice boomed like thunder:
"The match begins!"
The ghost immediately realized what was happening, and the horror in its eyes was gradually replaced by determination.
"I am two levels below him, and I recently absorbed a Heavenly Soul Bone, so I may not be unable to win!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his seventh soul ring lit up, activating his 'Ghostly True Form', and he charged towards the Great Commander.
In his ghostly form, his speed was so fast that he was like a blur, startling all living beings in the world.
"Those who govern fate should be ruthless; to show affection is to incur misfortune."
With a majestic shout, the first spirit ring suddenly lit up:
"With a single thought, all demons and monsters vanish!"
"First Soul Skill - Path to Rebirth, open!"
"Traversing life and death, wielding weapons to vanquish evil!"
He tilted the Soul-Death Halberd in his hand forward, unleashing a spiritual halberd.
Ling Ge swung straight forward, carving out a path that glowed with an eerie light.
Within the path, space itself became distorted, exuding a strange aura of "life" and "death".
The moment the Great Fate stepped onto the path, its speed was several times faster than that of a ghost, and it went straight to meet the enemy.
"What?!"
His ghostly crimson eyes narrowed sharply.
All living beings in the world were immediately dumbfounded.
Didn't Da Siming just introduce himself as a power-attack type Soul Master?!
Why is it moving at such a speed? It's even faster than Ghost, a speed-based class!
"Whoosh—"
Before the ghost could react, the Great Commander had already closed in on it, and his second spirit ring lit up:
"With one strike, the demons vanish!"
"Second Soul Skill - Silent Vessel!"
"The boundary between life and death is insurmountable!"
The Grand Master of Fate swept his Soul-Slaying Halberd forward, drawing a sharp arc.
This sharp arc then transformed into a barrier, instantly blocking the oncoming ghost.
Just as the ghost was about to break free, it discovered that the boundary wall had caused it to slow down to an extreme degree, making it impossible for it to escape for the time being.
"not good!!"
The ghost was shaken to its core and desperately tried to break free of the barrier by channeling its soul power.
The High Priestess wouldn't give him a chance; her ninth spirit ring lit up, and her voice carried an undeniable authority:
"Yi Ge, may your soul rest in peace!"
"Ninth Soul Skill - Soul Returns to Forget Worries!"
"May all evils vanish, and may no ghosts roam freely!"
The Grand Master of Fate, wielding the Soul-Slaying Halberd, leaped into the air before crashing to the ground.
"boom--"
The next second, a circle of black and gold light erupted from him, accompanied by a strange incantation.
"The horizon is endless, but my soul shines brightly under the moon!"
Extradition!
Then, an astonishing scene appeared!
The ghostly martial spirit was forcibly detached from the body.
The spirit was filled with terror, but it submitted the moment it came into contact with the light of the Soul-Binding Halberd.
"No! My martial spirit!!"
The ghost let out a shrill howl.
The High Priestess raised her halberd, pointed it at the ghostly figure, and commanded with authority:
"I beseech your soul!"
"Beheaded!"
Then, the ghostly spirit shot straight at the ghost like an arrow.
"Smack—!"
The inevitable impact rang out.
Without the protection of its martial spirit, the ghost was naturally no match for it and was sent flying off the stage.
He crashed heavily onto the open ground in front of the Spirit Hall's spectator stands, clutching his chest and spitting out blood.
The High Priest then withdrew his weapon, the black-gold light gradually receding, and a compassionate voice resounded:
May there be no more people in the world without a home.
As soon as he finished speaking, the separated spirit began to move.
The spirit transformed into a stream of light and returned to the ghost's body.
Stripping away the martial spirit did not cause permanent damage to the ghost; it was only temporary.
All of this happened too fast, and the entire Douluo plane was now deathly silent.
All living beings stared wide-eyed at the Grand Master of Fate on the arena, as if they could not believe what was happening before their eyes.
From the start to the end of the match, Da Siming only used three moves to instantly kill Gui Mei, who was two levels higher than her!
(End of chapter)