The Journey of Overthrowing the Celestial Emperor
Ch. 191 ~ Spirit Controller Fight
The current battle between spirits had taken place. White-colored spirits and dark-colored spirits attacked each other. That in itself is inseparable from the control of the two spirits themselves.
Not only those spirits, but also today people using different-colored suits have also fought. Plain white suit with black suit. But both have the same aura, which is dark.
The great clash successfully shook the territory of the Sky Empire around there.
Spirits burst out, after which forming a huge creature. The serrated tail resembled Dino, walking by shaking the ground. It belonged to the spirit controller of the Blood Ghost Mask.
On the other hand, spirits that had extremely negative auras also gathered together and formed a Demon Dragon. The two beings formed from the spirit fought. Each hit that is released both, contains a large shock wave. But no one noticed them. Everyone is focused on their opponents.
Bamm!!
Baammu!!
Explosions are happening everywhere. The gathered spirits were split apart just as the attack came hitting them.
The clouds that originally collected to form a large cloud, leaving no sunlight penetrated it.
The aura of death came to greet. Fused with the breeze blowing hard. Shudder rushes, even those who are accustomed to spirits still feel the country, when they feel the aura.
Those who were incidentally from the group of the Blood Ghost Mask felt shortness of breath due to the aura. It was inversely comparable to the people who were on the side of the Death God.
It gets darker the sky. Until the day that just met it, now even replaced by a dark night so quickly.
The Great Master along with the important people the Blood Ghost Mask gathered in one place.
"The God of Death seems to have acted. Are we moving too?" ask one of those important people.
"Yes, you are fighting the loyal followers of the God of Death. While the God of Death himself let me take care of it!" said the Great Teacher.
"We understand!"
They immediately disappeared from their place. Leave a Great Teacher.
"Huuf!" The Great Master took a deep breath. "Finally the moment has arrived... The death of the Leader, will pay off this time!"
The Master looked far away. Where he saw a flat-faced person with an aura of death so concentrated emanated from his body. The grudge he had planted for a long time, although it was not yet certain he could defeat the Death God, but at least he had found an opportunity to vent his anger towards the God man.
Especially when he saw him controlling the innocent spirits, who should have been sent to the final court, instead made as subordinates by him.
The Great Master unleashed a great power. The aura scattered from his body exploded and neutralized the death aura that had originally dominated the Silent Land Valley.
His body floated in the air.
"The Spirit that inhabits the Mask of Greatness. Called you! Come outside!!" said the Great Teacher.
Afterwards the Mask he wore came out Spirit with such great power. It might match the magnitude of the Great Master Teacher's strength. The spirit then formed an Eagle that was directly driven by the Great Master.
"Good, the Great Master of the Ghost Blood Mask descended directly on the battlefield. So I don't have to look for you anymore... Oh yes, leave all the spirits that the Blood Ghost Mask has control over me, after which I will leave without leaving any casualties on your side–!" The Death God said flatly with a contrived expression.
"Cih, it's precisely you who have to pay for your actions. You mislead too many people, even innocent spirits you use as an army!" reply the Great Teacher.
"Hahaha, I like this old man's style! All right, well talk gets nothing, then the only way is by force." The God of Death said coldly. It looks so piercing, it's down to the bone. He also gave up his death mentality intent on influencing the Great Master. But it seemed that the plan did not go smoothly, as the Great Master seemed to be fine now.
"Hahaha, the same trick, won't get back the same bait!" The Great Teacher said cynically. Once upon a time he had already felt this Mental Death, so he had found a way to overcome it.
"Well, I admit you're great now. But can you hold this!"
The God of Death took out a nine-story small pagoda, where it was where he locked up all the spirits. The pagoda floated in the air. Turns fast like a gas. After that, it released negative energies in every gap of the pagoda.
The energies swirled to form a tornado vortex with the center at the pagoda itself. The faster the vortex occurs. Blood red energy was also seen mingling with dark energy which was none other than the spirits within the pagoda.
A huge force crossed the entire valley. It is full of negative dark energy and blood red. There is no one who does not feel the energy. Not only the opponent, but the comrade who was the party of the Death God himself also felt it.
***
Zhang Ziyi arrived at the Battlefield, seeing that the battle had found its midpoint. Some of them have died. Most of the Blood Ghost mask stronghold, while the Death God party itself was not so much.
"You're talking!" Somehow Zhang Ziyi felt a tremor on his body. Looking at the members from the Falling Ghost Blood Mask, it made him claustrophobic.
"No, this can't be allowed!" zhang Ziyi. Worry in his heart. After that he went down and joined the army of Blood Ghost Mask.
Right after Zhang Ziyi joined the Battlefield, Zhang Zhili, Zhang Bie, Zhang Meng, Zhang Lan, Zhang Yin, Shio Shan, Shui Bing as well as Niao appeared. They had seen Zhang darting away at high speed, joining the two-court battle area and helping the party in the Blood Ghost Mask stronghold.
"Either why do I feel there is something strange about Brother Ziyi's attitude!" zhang Yin said.
"Yes, you're right. Usually he would ask for permission or just pay respect first to the Zhili master, before he was about to leave. Why is it different now!"
"Oh, don't talk about it. We better get down and help the Blood Ghost Mask in fighting against that army of black b–aura." Zhang Zhili mediated them.
"Good, Teacher!" answer them compactly. Before they made a move, a pitch-black aura first came toward them. Spirit tornadoes could also be seen in the distance. I don't know what strength is there, which is clear, it's not at their level.
***
Zhang Ziyi used two swords directly in slaughtering the Death God army. He was so aggressive Sera was enthusiastic in launching his attack. In one second, hundreds of lives were lost in his hands.
Every time his sword floated and took the life of the Death God army, he would feel a feeling he could not understand. Even from that feeling that makes him thirsty for life. The lives of the enemy's forces.
The blood rain was increasingly created from the bodies of the enemies that Zhang Ziyi had consumed, but not a single drop of blood had managed to hit Zhang Ziyi's body. This happened because Zhang Ziyi's speed in moving was so extreme.
But one thing that Zhang Ziyi was unaware of. That the spirit he had killed earlier would be automatically sucked in the Ghost mask he was wearing. Not only were the negative spirits controlled by the Death God army he had killed earlier also belonged to Zhang Ziyi.