The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3239: 3234: Consecutive Kills of Ghost Kings_1

As he declared, with these six individuals compelling him to reveal his true power, they had forfeited any right to continue living.

Only death awaited them!

One Ghost King powerhouse fell victim to Yang Chen's strike with shocking ease!

Madame Autumn Plum, moments ago lost in utter hopelessness, watched in stunned silence, her mouth hanging open in disbelief.

Wasn't Yang Chen supposed to have suffered injuries from that snake woman of the Snake people tribe?

No, clearly something didn't add up. Even without those wounds, Yang Chen's prowess shouldn't have reached this level—dispatching a Ghost King expert so casually defied everything she knew about him.

Dao Guangwang and Broken River stood equally shocked, hardly imagining that Yang Chen would be the one to rescue them.

At that moment, the surviving five Ghost Kings whipped around, their eyes locking onto Yang Chen with intense focus.

“What's happening here? This young man's power doesn't match our reports at all!”

“Looks like he's been concealing his abilities. Forget about those other three for now—Dao Guangwang and Broken River pose no danger anymore. We need to rush ahead and eliminate this kid first.” The Ghost Kings exchanged words and deployed their techniques to escape Yang Chen's dominating field, charging straight toward him.

Madame Autumn Plum felt a surge of alarm at the scene, yet she regained her composure swiftly, understanding that Yang Chen represented their sole chance to stall for time. They absolutely couldn't allow these five Ghost Kings to harm him, so she prepared to rush to his aid.

But right as she began to move, an astonishing event transpired.

Yang Chen lifted his palm again, and though his domain's might hadn't hit its peak yet, it abruptly intensified, climbing to a higher tier.

Once the domain's force had fully amplified to that degree, the five Ghost Kings, who had just barely endured the earlier pressure, felt as if their wings had been clipped, their advances turning agonizingly slow.

With a mere flick of his wrist, Yang Chen summoned a torrent of Deathly Silent Black Winds, pinning the five Ghost Kings in place.

Deathly Silent Black Wind, embodying the essence between existence and oblivion, proved devastatingly potent against these Ghostly Yin Spirits.

For such Ghostly Yin Spirits, the Deathly Silent Black Wind exerted a profoundly chilling restraint. This rendered it far simpler for Yang Chen to slay these Netherworld Ghost Kings than it would be to fell ordinary humans.

Suddenly, countless Deathly Silent Black Winds erupted brilliantly from every angle, sending chills down the spines of the Ghost King experts.

What in the world were these Deathly Silent Black Winds? A mere glimpse at them stirred an overwhelming dread from the core of their beings, as though resistance against these dark gusts was utterly futile.

“This is bad—these black winds are no ordinary force. We have to unite our efforts to fend them off!” One Ghost King cried out urgently.

The remaining Ghost King experts recognized the peril too and moved in unison, attempting to combine their strengths against the onrushing Deathly Silent Black Winds from Yang Chen.

With all five powerhouses collaborating, Madame Autumn Plum hesitated, unsure how she could assist Yang Chen.

She could tell that, even without her involvement, Yang Chen outclassed the five Ghost Kings by a wide margin, dominating the fight completely.

In fact, her stepping in might only hinder him at this point.

Just as she suspected, there was zero need for her to get involved!

Yang Chen's barrage of Deathly Silent Black Winds overwhelmed all five Ghost Kings simultaneously in a flash, forcing them to bow under the strain.

“How can this be? What sort of ability is this?”

Each of the five Ghost Kings quaked inwardly, struggling to accept the reality before them. It was horrifying beyond measure. Could five of them truly falter against a single effortless assault from Yang Chen?

Noting how the five Ghost Kings struggled to hold off his initial strike, Yang Chen arched an eyebrow and pressed his palm downward, launching yet another assault.

This blow crashed down like thunder from a clear sky, executed through his Five Elements Sky-turning Finger.

Strike fast and without mercy!

Since the horde of Deathly Silent Black Winds alone couldn't end it, Yang Chen followed up with the Five Elements Sky-turning Finger to crush them utterly.

Though the finger strike lacked immense raw force by itself, paired with the swarm of Deathly Silent Black Winds, it eradicated three Netherworld Ghost Kings on the spot, erasing every sign of their vitality.

“No, impossible!”

The two survivors were seized by pure terror, finally grasping the depth of Yang Chen's might.

Not only they—Broken River, Dao Guangwang, and Madame Autumn Plum all beheld Yang Chen's genuine power in that moment.

They realized his abilities were far from exaggerated. Yang Chen possessed the genuine skill to vanquish twenty-eight Heavenly Leaving Realm experts.

The tales weren't mere hype; they rang with absolute truth!

Bang!

Amid a resounding blast, yet another Heavenly Leaving Realm Ghost King powerhouse dissolved into oblivion.

Only one Ghost King expert remained, now gazing at Yang Chen with raw horror in his eyes. Gone was his earlier arrogance, replaced by fear, despair, frailty, and total resignation.

Yang Chen acted decisively, his domain's force bearing down on the final Ghost King. He bound him with unyielding control, leaving him frozen in place.

Rather than ending the last Ghost King, Yang Chen granted him a temporary reprieve.

“What do you intend?” The Ghost King quivered in fright.

“You can probably figure out what I desire.” Yang Chen freed his soul.

Witnessing this, the Ghost King trembled violently, attempting a desperate bluff: “Our Netherworld excels at soul control. Do you believe you can surpass me in that?”

Yang Chen let out a mocking scoff, “Do you really think my soul couldn't overpower yours?”

That single remark plunged the Ghost King into complete panic. It was inconceivable that Yang Chen's soul arts could lag behind his own, considering the awe-inspiring strength on display.

Yang Chen was nothing short of a fiend.

Before the Ghost King could process it, Yang Chen's soul invaded his consciousness. It sliced through like a razor-sharp edge, savagely tearing at his essence.

The Ghost King found himself powerless to resist, fully aware that Yang Chen was initiating a Soul Search.

The initial phase of Yang Chen's Soul Search proceeded without issue, but as he began extracting key details, the Ghost King's form ignited from inside, consumed by flames until nothing remained.

Observing this, Yang Chen's face turned grave, recognizing it as the self-destructing seal embedded in these Ghost King experts' bodies. Upon a Soul Search attempt, the seal activated, ensuring their destruction.

This very trait rendered the Netherworld Ghost Creatures so formidable. Their forms brimmed with such intricate safeguards, proving that even Ghost King experts couldn't break free from their overlords' unseen dominance!

Despite gaining no valuable insights, Yang Chen remained undeterred. He turned to Madame Autumn Plum, Broken River, and Dao Guangwang trailing behind and inquired steadily, “How are you three holding up? Everything okay?”