The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3339 - 3334: Crimson Ox Soul_1

Nearly everyone stood there in utter shock, their eyes glued to the massive spectral face that had suddenly materialized high above in the sky, doubting whether their sight was playing tricks on them.

The assembled ghost beings examined it more carefully, and in that instant, they recoiled in surprise, murmuring with awe.

"What is this!"

"How does this resemble a method from our Netherworld?"

"No, it’s not quite right. This method does resemble one from our Netherworld, yet it differs fundamentally from the techniques of our Netherworld."

An enormous circular face loomed in the heavens, flanked by two massive hands, each clutching a sickle.

And its gaping maw proved even more astonishing.

Even though they were ethereal Yin spirits themselves, the Netherworld folk found themselves speechless at the sight, for no such spectral entities existed in their realm. This marked their first encounter with such Yin spirit apparitions.

Yet, they dared not overlook the formidable might of this phantom.

For, mere moments ago, with a single chomp from its jaws, the ghost face had devoured the Four-direction Ghost Kings whole.

"You, how can you know the techniques of our Netherworld?" The Four-direction Ghost Kings exclaimed in sudden alarm, questioning Yang Chen.

Naturally, the deepest shock in his mind stemmed from how Yang Chen had neutralized his own techniques.

At this point, Yue Xingzhenren turned his gaze toward Yang Chen, intrigued by the method he employed.

A subtle grin curved Yang Chen’s lips.

This was among the fresh skills he had honed, known as the Crimson Ox Soul!

This skill represented a novel creation tied to the Death Law, born from his long years of arduous pursuit in mastering the Law of Life and Death.

Delving into matters of death, he had contemplated extensively. In a way, the Netherworld embodied a form of death, and the myriad ghost beings there were, at their core, souls. These souls themselves signified a facet of death.

Ghost?

The notion of a ghost served merely as a term to inspire fear, while all those Netherworld Yin Soul entities were simply souls in essence.

Yan Luo wielded command over life and death, and so did he. Yan Luo dominated the path of souls, and thus could he.

Hence, drawing on his insights into Netherworld yin soul ghost beings, he embarked on his personal exploration.

He gathered outright the essences of 3,281 varied lifeforms from diverse locales and forged this Crimson Ox Soul.

The Crimson Ox Soul brimmed with the Death Law, crafted precisely to thwart Yin Soul ghost beings and eradicate the Netherworld Ghost Qi!

Beneath the Crimson Ox Soul, ordinary methods spawned alongside Ghost Qi faced utter suppression. It could truly be said that Yang Chen’s relentless training had maximized the potential of the Death Law.

Observing the outcome now, the effects proved impressively potent.

Yang Chen regarded the Four-direction Ghost Kings with their faces etched in disbelief and wonder, then spoke calmly, "Four-direction Ghost Kings, you overestimate your Netherworld. You and all your Netherworld Yin Souls are merely souls at heart. Souls aren’t the sole domain of your Netherworld. I command souls, so how could it belong to your Netherworld?"

As his words concluded, Yang Chen bellowed forth, directing the Crimson Ox Soul to lunge ferociously at the Four-direction Ghost Kings.

In a flash, the Crimson Ox Soul bellowed like an enraged bovine, with thunderous echoes rumbling beneath, charging directly toward the Four-direction Ghost Kings.

The Four-direction Ghost Kings beheld the spectral ox hurtling their way, trembling in terror. From the prior clash, they had tasted the dread potency of Yang Chen’s Crimson Ox Soul and refused to take it lightly.

Yet, pursued relentlessly by the Crimson Ox Soul, they felt their dignity crumbling.

Fury ignited within the Four-direction Ghost Kings, who unleashed a piercing wail, summoning abruptly a colossal palm imprint wreathed in swirling Ghost Qi. Infused with the Law, a fierce Yin Wind howled, blanketing the surroundings and cloaking half the firmament.

All present recognized that the Four-direction Ghost Kings had clearly flown into a rage. This assault embodied the authentic prowess of the Four-direction Ghost Kings.

"Human brat, do you believe I cannot handle you? Shatter for me!" The Four-direction Ghost King bellowed, and amid the swirling black gale, the somber heavens birthed several enormous bolts of thunder within the ashen tempest. These bolts merged with the Ghost Qi, darkening to obsidian.

The ebony thunder, slithering like serpents across the sky, was seized by a gigantic hand emerging from the celestial expanse.

This immense hand clutched the dark thunder and lightning like a lance, thrusting straight toward Yang Chen.

This descending blow, eclipsing the sun, carried no trivial force, stirring widespread concern. Would the Crimson Ox Soul endure such an onslaught?

Yue Xingzhenren now observed with bated breath and mounting astonishment. Though anxious for Yang Chen, he marveled at him profoundly.

After all, regardless of circumstances, he had never imagined Yang Chen capable of clashing with the Four-direction Ghost Kings on such equal footing.

The adversary hailed from the Heaven-separated Realm, no less.

"What kind of technique is this?" Yang Chen expressed genuine surprise, unfamiliar with such an bizarre maneuver.

This Four-direction Ghost King indeed harbored clever stratagems.

At present, this colossal ghostly hand, trailing thunder and bolts, plummeted while drawing the lightning into every corner of the atmosphere. Guided by the ghost hand, it poised to sweep toward him without warning.

Upon the ghost hand’s arrival, it would unleash the pinnacle assault of the Four-direction Ghost Kings.

The Four-direction Ghost King smirked with malice, this being the fruit of his prolonged enlightenment; he yearned to witness how Yang Chen would counter it.

Yet, he had evidently misjudged Yang Chen.

He had undervalued the supremacy of the strongest law and the fruits of Yang Chen’s dedicated toil.

Yang Chen’s Crimson Ox Soul was far from ordinary. Amid the vast disparity in scale, the Crimson Ox Soul snarled viciously from Yang Chen’s command. Abruptly, it expanded and ballooned in size.

Through this expansion, the Crimson Ox Soul transformed into a colossal spirit.

The swelling of this spirit outright eclipsed half the sky.

"Bigger, even bigger!" Yang Chen commanded.

The Crimson Ox Soul’s form steadily obstructed the path of the immense ghost hand’s advance.

In the following instant, the Crimson Ox Soul parted its jaws, as if set to engulf half the heavens right then. Just as awareness dawned, the Yin Wind and the prior thunderous clamor, all of it, fell eerily silent.

Solely the Crimson Ox Soul remained aloft, appearing content as it patted its belly, glancing down at Yang Chen below with a pleased grin.

Meanwhile, the Four-direction Ghost King, brimming with assurance of victory and poised to overwhelm Yang Chen decisively, shrank his pupils in total dismay.

His attack had vanished.

"How is it possible!" The Four-direction Ghost King refused to accept the reality.

Simultaneously, every captive onlooker reeled from the spectacle of Yang Chen’s prowess.

Qian Li, Ming Hu, Hu Kui, and Ling Fei, whom Yang Chen had rescued early on yet received no thanks from, observed intently.

They had previously deemed Yang Chen’s solo might incapable of rivaling Fu Xuanbing!