A carefree soldier king in the city

Chapter 228 Ghost Arts

"Hahaha, Chao Bufan, why are you hiding! If you've got guts, don't hide!"

In just a few seconds, the two exchanged several blows. It was clear that Su Haijun was trying to provoke him, because every time he used a killing move, Chao Bufan would dodge it without retaliating. If he had run away in panic, Su Haijun would have been more at ease. But he didn't. He dodged with ease and confidence.

Su Haijun gracefully descended, standing opposite Chao Bufan, and continued to mock, "Chao Bufan, is this all you've got?"

Suddenly, Chao Bufan, a cigarette dangling from his lips, replied meaningfully, "Su Haijun, why are you acting like a nagging old woman? Can't you just shut up?"

"Hmph, if you're so capable, then stop just hiding."

Chao Bufan slowly took a drag of his cigarette, tilted his head back slightly, and exhaled. Then he said, "So what if I dodge? Did you expect me to just stand there and let you hit me? I've already let you have nine moves, so I'll just let you have one more!"

Upon hearing this, Su Haijun laughed heartily, then his voice turned cold: "Chao Bufan, you really think you're something special? Since you're so arrogant, fine, I'll show you my true abilities. Alimari, woohoo hahaha..."

Su Haijun was chanting some kind of incantation, and all that could be heard around him were the wailing and howling of ghosts, a chilling wind, and a feeling of coldness that cut to the skin.

Chao Bufan was startled and quickly took a step back. Even the back of his neck felt cold, and the hairs all over his body seemed to stand on end.

In mid-air, a red skull suddenly appeared, then opened its sinister mouth. In an instant, eight black lights flashed out from the mouth and landed in front of Chao Bufan. In the blink of an eye, the eight black lights stood up tremblingly.

Chao Bufan immediately focused his attention and became vigilant, knowing that Su Haijun had used witchcraft to summon such a huge red skull. Upon closer inspection, he couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. The eight figures that were gradually growing larger were eight different-looking but equally ferocious monsters, some with gaping maws, others with sharp fangs, and a stench of filth filled the air, making his stomach churn and almost causing him to vomit!

In no time, these eight monsters had grown into giants, half a body taller than Chao Bufan. Behind them, Su Haijun waved his witch's staff, tapping and patting the red skull, occasionally shaking it. The monsters moved accordingly, clearly under Su Haijun's control.

At this moment, as if bathed in the red light emanating from the skull, even Su Haijun's eyes seemed to glow red. He let out a cold laugh and tapped his staff on the red skull; almost in sync with his movement, the eyes of the eight enormous ghosts suddenly blazed red, emitting a deep, ferocious gaze, and simultaneously raised their heads, howling towards the sky.

"Ah wu..."

Chao Bufan's body trembled violently, and he almost lost his mind. He felt ghostly shadows flickering around him, and the ghostly wails were like ear-piercing cones, piercing straight into his head, causing him unbearable pain.

"Boy, quickly withdraw your divine sense back into your body, otherwise, if your divine sense is attacked, you will surely die!"

Upon hearing this, Chao Bufan did not hesitate and quickly withdrew his divine sense, his face solemn.

The eight ghosts howled to the sky, and a moment later they pounced at once, the wind howling and dark clouds looming overhead. Chao Bufan tried his best to dodge backward, barely managing to avoid the attack. But before he could calm down, the eight ghosts attacked together, howling as they plunged their ghostly claws into the ground.

Chao Bufan rose gracefully, hovering in mid-air, clutching the divine bone tightly in his hand, feeling slightly relieved. The divine bone seemed to sense something as well, emitting a dazzling light, gradually brightening.

Before he could think any further, the eight ghostly creatures, their claws deeply embedded in the ground, seemed to have grabbed something. With a long howl, a cold wind suddenly rose, and the entire ground was pulled up. But what was even more terrifying was that countless ghostly spirits of all sizes flew out from the ground with a "whoosh" sound, heading towards Chao Bufan and surrounding him in the blink of an eye.

Su Haijun gave a cold smile, but then frowned. He was worried that Chao Bufan might have special abilities, so he didn't use his signature skill at first, but instead used this set of techniques—"Spirit Control".

Using his own blood as a medium, he summoned the red ghostly skull before him, and then used this red skull as a medium to forcibly capture all the undead and ghostly creatures within a ten-mile radius, ordering them to attack the extraordinary.

This is the mystery of witchcraft itself: the caster can contact or communicate with something unexpected through some kind of extrasensory perception in order to achieve their goals.

Eight ghostly creatures immediately surrounded Chao Bufan in the middle. In addition, countless ghostly spirits rose from the soil in all directions, working together with the eight ghostly creatures to surround Chao Bufan in layers like a net.

Although he had seen such ghosts and monsters on the Godwalker before, seeing these disgusting things again now made Chao Bufan's scalp tingle and his soul tremble from the bottom of his heart. Without hesitation, he let out a muffled shout, and a faint white-purple light pierced through countless evil spirits and shone out from among the many white shadowy ghost eyes.

The sound of something tearing through the air was crisp and loud, like tearing cloth, and it drifted through the quiet, ancient forest.

It was morning, but the sky was as black as ink, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. Even the faint light of the rising sun was no longer visible.

In the desolate and somewhat bleak "night," a long howl could be faintly heard, sending chills down one's spine and chilling the soul!

Even the breeze began to roar, sweeping everything away with a raging ferocity.

A chilling sensation swept through my heart, leaving my heart cold and my lungs numb!

The divine bones suddenly shone brightly, and the originally pale skeleton seemed to awaken a long-dormant deity, opening its eyes. Instantly, a soft and sacred radiance, containing an aura of inviolable power, rippled outwards from the extraordinary body.

Countless evil spirits were terrified and flew up in panic.

In the distance, Su Haijun frowned, his expression gradually becoming solemn, and he muttered to himself, "This aura... is so sacred!"

The eight enormous ghostly creatures howled in unison, their figures flashing as they soared into the air with a few "whoosh" sounds, landing around Chao Bufan once again, surrounding him once more. At the same time, their ghostly claws tore through the air with a sharp sound.

The spirits, who had just been terrified by the sacred aura emanating from the divine bone, suddenly paused in mid-air. Chao Bufan clearly saw that many of them, which had transformed into human form, had expressions of pain on their faces, but these expressions instantly turned ferocious and tyrannical.