My Wife is A Sword God

Chapter 155: Divine Workshop Fire Annihilation

Chapter 155: Divine Workshop Fire Annihilation

The faceless figure slowly lifted its head, remaining silent.

“The prestigious Ghost Head of the Northern Territory is now hiding in such a remote place. Have you also lost confidence in the Great Qian Imperial Family, so you relinquished your duties and stopped caring about worldly matters?” Sword Ghost mocked.

“Ghost Head?” Qin Feng muttered, as if he had heard that name somewhere before.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, recalling the name “Ghost Head”—the former Commander of the Demon Slaying Department in the Northern Territory!

The Great Qian was divided into four regions: North, South, West, and East. In each region, the commander would be the strongest person, commanding that area.

The strength of the commander varied, but for nearly a hundred years, the acknowledged strongest were two individuals.

They were known as the Heavenly Dragon of the Southern Territory and the Ghost Head of the Northern Territory, the commander of the South and North!

Their strength was truly unparalleled! There were even rumors in the imperial capital that with these two overseeing the North and South, demons and ghosts would have to avoid their influence!

However, with the disappearance of the Ghost Head, those rumors ceased to exist.

This matter dates back to eighteen years ago when the Ghost Head was tasked with slaying a monstrous beast at the peak of the seventh-tier, just one step away from the eighth-tier.

The battle was chaotic, turning a five-hundred-mile radius in the Northern Territory into a desolate black wasteland, still lifeless to this day.

No one knew the outcome of that battle because both the Ghost Head and the monstrous beast disappeared afterward.

Some said the Ghost Head sacrificed himself to kill the beast, while others claimed he repelled the beast but succumbed to fatal injuries shortly after.

Looking at it now, these speculations seem absurd.

“The Ghost Head didn’t die at all. Since he’s still alive, why did the position of the Northern Territory commander change?” Qin Feng couldn’t fathom it.

Regardless of the reason, Qin Feng felt fortunate to have learned the true identity of the faceless figure.

“No wonder the boss always appears in time whenever Jinyang City encounters a crisis. It turns out he is hiding in this city.I wonder who this big shot is behind the mask. It would be great if I could establish a relationship with him.”

Thinking this way, Qin Feng looked back at the battlefield, feeling increasingly nervous.

The two strongest forces on both sides had appeared. The outcome of the battle between the Ghost Head and Sword Ghost would affect the final result of the battle in Jinyang City!

Under the faceless mask, a strange, mechanized tone emanated, “Now that you’ve changed your name to Sword Ghost, does it mean the old you is dead?”

“Why ask when you already know?” Sword Ghost responded coldly.

The faceless figure nodded slightly, then instantly disappeared.

Boom!

At the same time, a loud noise came from the sky.

Sword Ghost blocked the sudden punch from the faceless figure with the bloodied sword in front of him.

However, as the Ghost Head gathered his strength, the pressure on the bloodied sword increased.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, Sword Ghost’s body was eventually shaken away by a punch, flying into the sky!

The black-clad faceless man stepped into the air with his right foot. With a sound explosion, his body followed closely from behind and rushed into the sky.

The distance was too far, even Lan Ningshuang who was at Divine Martial Sixth Realm couldn’t see. What about Qin Feng, a mere eight rank scholar?

But the clash between the two, the sounds of swords and fists colliding, resonated like thunder in the nine heavens, constantly exploding.

Each time it echoed, the momentary pressure was like a collapsing mountain, and a roaring tsunami!

Bai Chong sensing the commotion in the sky felt an overwhelming fear. When attacking Qiyuan City, he had also fought against the faceless figure.

Back then, the opponent had, at best, felt like one of the Twelve Divine Generals. But now, it was clear that the opponent deliberately held back because going all out could cause too much destruction. That was why he had restrained himself!

At this moment, the Ghost Buddha shouted from a thousand feet away, “What are you standing there for? Seize the heart of King Garuda!”

Bai Chong snapped out of his trance, looking at the somewhat weakened Old Li, and his right arm once again transformed into a huge centipede.

However, unlike before, this time the arm centipede is entirely red, emitting a terrifying pressure that makes one’s heart tremble!

Then, Bai Chong’s right hand stretched out, and the red centipede, like a thunderbolt, attacked Lao Li with an unparalleled speed, as if the space itself was about to be torn apart.

Bai Chong intended to instantly kill Lao Li, directly taking out his heart, so there was no need for much talk; he immediately unleashed a lethal move! Seeing this, Old man Li shouted, and the spirits of the soldiers gathered, standing in front of the red centipede.

Even though the spirits in the front instantly dispersed, the spirits of the soldiers behind quickly filled the gaps.

With this continuous effort, Bai Chong’s attack was finally dismantled, and he was sent flying by Old man Li’s puppet shadow black hand.

However, this made Old man Li, who was already physically and mentally exhausted, even weaker in breath.

He knew he couldn’t hold on much longer.

No longer the vigorous warrior he used to be, enduring the constant burning of curse flames over the years had drained his body completely.

What kept him persisting was just a belief in his heart.

Although that old man always tried to prolong his life, not wanting him to die, the old man himself probably understood that death was, in fact, a kind of relief for him.

However, many times, people tend to hold onto some hope for themselves, believing that as long as they are alive, there is still hope.

“Old man, forget it; I’ve lived long enough.” Old Li took a deep breath, smiling bitterly.

In his eyes, there was a resolute acceptance of death, but on his face, there was a carefree smile.

Yes, he had lived long enough.

Outside the Listen To Rain Pavilion, Bai Li, a hundred miles away, showed a look of sorrow and sighed, “Alright.”

As he spoke, he pointed his index finger towards the sky, and a white light broke through the boundary of the Four Boundless Buddhas.

“Old man, what are you up to?” Ghost Buddha exclaimed.

With such an inexplicable move, there must be a hidden motive, how could he not be vigilant?

At the same time, a group of people hidden in the southeast, northwest corners of Jinyang City leaped onto the rafters.

“Let’s do it.” Gong Liang and Huo Yuan had complex expressions and sighed together.

The people from the Divine Workshop, as they spoke, waved their fingers. Each finger was connected to a fine thread, and the other end of the thread extended into the house.

There was a cracking sound from inside the house.

The roof beams cracked open like a sliced watermelon.

It was now clear that at the end of each person’s thread was a puppet made of black and gold!

At this moment, the puppets, with their arms inserted into the ground, lit up with a golden light.

Two huge black pillars emerged from the ground.

The pillars curved slightly, resembling crescent moons, and the sharp corners faced inward, indicating the continuous engraving of fire patterns.

As the ground shone brightly, the pillars rose higher and higher. In no time, they were at least ten yards above the ground.

And there were four such pillars! The ghost Buddha, seeing this scene, widened his six eyes, “Divine Workshop Fire Pillars?!”

The Imperial Capital’s Divine Workshop, after a century of painstaking research, once created a precious artifact resembling a formation.

This kind of artifact can harness the power of dragon veins, unleashing astonishing destructive force, dissolving everything in the world.

This object came to be known as the “Divine Workshop Fire Annihilation”!

The Ghost Buddha instantly understood and shouted loudly, “Old man, do you want to use the Divine Workshop Fire Annihilation to destroy the heart of the Garuda King?”

The only response to him was a moment of silence.

“Could it be that you’ve become confused in your old age? Even though the Divine Workshop Fire Annihilation is formidable, dreaming of destroying the heart is nothing short of a fool’s errand. Moreover, in such a remote small town, how could there possibly be dragon veins?” the Ghost Buddha angrily said, testing the waters due to uncertainty.

At this moment, as the old man Bai Li raised his right hand, the Listen To Rain Pavilion behind him suddenly shrank into a delicate loft, hovering in the center of his palm.

Then, the ground of the city of Jinyang trembled.

A golden dragon spirit, emitting a deafening roar, soared into the sky!