"Could it be that such a level of ghost soldier exists on Earth?"

Qin Yang raised his brows slightly, expressing disbelief.

At that moment, Qin Yang's gaze focused on the ghost wrapped in black aura, and then his brows furrowed. Something was off—this ghost seemed unusual.

"Go ahead, your delicacy is right in front of you. Enjoy it."

While Qin Yang was scrutinizing the black child, Dalron looked at Qin Yang with a mocking expression.

Upon hearing Dalron's words, the black child's crimson eyes fixed on Qin Yang. Moments later, the light in those crimson eyes flickered, becoming significantly more excited.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

The black aura around the black child churned, and from its mouth filled with sharp teeth came a strange laughter, a sound full of deep excitement.

As that laughter sounded, the black aura around the black child continued to churn.

"Tsk tsk, my little Ghost King, it's the first time seeing it so excited. Surely, your Huaxia body must be extraordinary. If your blood is consumed, it will undoubtedly become even stronger."

Dalron's face showed a hint of surprise; it was indeed the first time he had seen his pet ghost make such an excited sound.

Seeing this, a gleam flashed in Qin Yang's eyes. This type of ghost loves to suck blood, and he was a cultivator.

His body had been refined by Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, becoming clear and translucent, naturally far superior to the body of ordinary mortals. To these ghosts, his blood is exceptionally delicious and can greatly enhance their mana.

"Crack, crack... I want your blood..."

The black child uttered simple words from its mouth, the voice carrying a chilling taste.

Boom!

The black aura around the black child rolled, and its little black hand reached out, black aura surged, transforming into a massive black hand in mid-air, sinister in its aura, grabbing at Qin Yang, who stood on the Ninefold Prison Peak.

Simultaneously, the red light in the black child's eyes flickered, and its body floated toward Qin Yang.

"Great Pure Yang Skill!"

A cold gleam flashed in Qin Yang's eyes, and he extended his right hand, where a giant sun-like light ball gathered at his fingertip.

"Go!"

With a wave of his right hand, the massive sun-like light ball collided with the black giant hand filled with ghost aura.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

On the black giant hand, the black aura churned like snow encountering boiling water, swiftly evaporating.

"Crack, crack... Ghost Aura Prison..."

Seeing this, the black child emitted a chilling sound from its throat.

Both small hands extended, and the black ghost aura gushed out from those black hands, spreading in all directions, transforming into a black Ghost Aura Prison, trapping the Pure Yang Ball within.

The Ghost Aura Prison shrank, and the radiance of the Pure Yang Ball dimmed before disappearing.

Although the Great Pure Yang Skill is the nemesis of ghostly evil, if the ghost aura is abundant, it can fully deplete the energy within the Great Pure Yang Skill.

Whoosh!

Qin Yang tapped his foot on the Ninefold Prison Peak, his silhouette soaring toward the black child like a bolt.

Buzz~!

Ice white light burst forth from the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword in Qin Yang's hand, forming a sword aura several meters long.

Swish!

With a horizontal sweep of the sword, one slash aimed at the black child's throat.

Wherever the ice white sword aura passed, some of the black aura surrounding the black child dissipated, and the black child's expression twisted slightly.

"Ah...!"

The ice white sword aura sliced directly through the throat, a miserable scream echoed, and the head with blood-red rune markings flew off.

The head didn't immediately return to its original position, the crimson eyes flickered intensely, quickly locking onto Qin Yang.

"Crack, crack... delicious blood..."

The black child's head was extremely excited, shooting straight toward Qin Yang, its mouth opening, sharp teeth aiming for Qin Yang's neck.

"What a creature, thinking it can suck my blood, get lost!"

Seeing this, Qin Yang's expression turned cold, and just as the head was two meters away from him, fire spirit power surged from his body, forming a crimson flame hand that slapped toward the head.

Sizzle~!

The fiery hand slammed heavily onto the black head, causing a piercing scream from those sharp teeth, and it flew back.

"Fire Dragon Technique!"

Qin Yang's fingertips formed seals, and a winding crimson fire dragon formed in the air, high temperatures spreading through Heaven and Earth.

Boom!

After forming, the crimson fire dragon charged at the black child.

Bang~!

The crimson fire dragon struck the black child's body, and the black child, whose head had just flown back, was knocked back several meters in the air.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

The black child showed signs of distortion, letting out spooky cries from its sharp mouth, and the dense black aura surrounding it evaporated considerably.

"Damn it, this Huaxia brat, but do you think such skills can deal with my little Ghost King."

Seeing this, Dalron's expression turned cold, anger seeping through.

Swish!

The next moment, the black child's head lifted, the blood-red runes on its face becoming somewhat grim and frightening.

Boom!

The two black hands resisted the dragon's head, black ghost aura surged madly, directly scattering the fire dragon.

"I want your blood, I want your blood..."

The black child's voice grew sharp, locked onto Qin Yang.

Suddenly, five-colored flames danced in its blood-red eyes.

The black child slowly opened its right hand.

Then, a tuft of golden flame rose from the black child's right thumb, followed by green flames from its index finger, and blue, red, and yellow flames from the remaining three fingers.

Those five-colored flames didn't emit excessive heat; instead, they carried an extremely chilling sensation.

Upon seeing the golden, green, blue, red, and yellow cold flames, Qin Yang's pupils suddenly contracted.

"That's... Five Elements Yin Fire?!"

Qin Yang's voice held a trace of shock.

The Five Elements Yin Fire is an extremely rare ghost fire, born under stringent conditions, only in extremely yin tomb chambers with five element attributes over thousands of years.

This ghost fire, once a ghost assimilates it, grants the ghost notable power.

"No wonder I initially felt this ghost soldier was unusual; it turns out it possesses Five Elements Yin Fire."

Qin Yang's gaze sparkled as he thought to himself.

"Tsk tsk, to think it could make my little Ghost King summon Five Elements Yin Fire. It must be immensely craving your blood."

Dalron's gaze slightly tensed, releasing cold, sinister laughter mixed with a hint of glee.

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