Seeking the Way of Immortality

The challenge to Bai Qingqing was also successfully concluded. Afterwards, Wu Zheng gave Bai Qingqing some human wine and meat. The battle space opened, and Wu Zheng and Bai Qingqing walked out.

Wu Zheng seemed to have spent a long time in the Soul-Catching Bell, but in fact, it was only a cup of tea in the outside world.

"Friend Bai, did you pass the Inquiry Bureau?" The Skeleton Great Sage asked.

Bai Qingqing nodded: "It's successfully concluded."

Everyone was in an uproar again. Although they didn't know what happened in the battle space, looking at Wu Zheng's constantly fluctuating aura at this moment, it can be seen that what happened in the battle space is by no means a trivial matter.

"Friend Wu, do you want to fight again?" The Seventh Ghost Emperor Mo Xie asked.

"Reporting to the senior, I want to rest for a day. How about fighting again tomorrow?" Wu Zheng asked with a fist.

Mo Xie nodded and said, "Tomorrow the Emperor will wait for you at Mount Langya."

After speaking, the nine ghost emperors flew away. The two great saints, Skeleton and Jero, stayed at Zijin Peak as guests. Xuanjun, Wu Zheng and others also stayed at Zijin Peak. Naturally, the Heaven-Swallowing Ghost Emperor would not refuse.

No one spoke that night. The next morning, Wu Zheng and his party came to Mount Langya. Mo Xie had been waiting for a long time.

On Mount Langya, Mo Xie sat cross-legged with an ancient sword placed horizontally on his knees. The other nine ghost emperors were scattered in all directions.

At the foot of Mount Langya, the crowd was surging, but no one dared to step into Mount Langya. Except for the nine ghost emperors, there was no one on Mount Langya. Even ghost beasts were extremely rare.

"Junior Wu Zheng, come to pay homage to the mountain!" Wu Zheng said in a deep voice.

"I have been immersed in the sword art all my life, and I created thirteen swords, named 'Death Chasing Souls'. Since entering the underworld, I have rarely been defeated in the underworld. Today, I will meet your challenge with the thirteen swords of death chasing souls!" Mo Xie suddenly opened his eyes.

As Mo Xie opened his eyes, endless sword energy lingered around Mo Xie, evolving thousands of worlds. The two sword lights in his eyes flashed and captured people's hearts.

Wu Zheng narrowed his eyes, knowing that this person had gone very far in the sword art.

Among the thousands of soldiers, the sword art has always been known for its attack power. Sword cultivators are also the most powerful practitioners. If it weren't for the fact that his cultivation level was not as good as the fourth-ranked Ghost Sword Immortal, I'm afraid Mo Xie's attack power in the sword art would be stronger than the Ghost Sword Immortal.

The battle space reappeared, Mo Xie held the Langya Sword, and Wu Zheng held the Chidi Sword. Both of them evolved the sky-high sword intent.

The sword intents clashed in the void, and Wu Zheng's 'void' sword intent was suppressed by Mo Xie's 13th sword of the Soul-Catching Sword.

In the sword intent clash alone, Wu Zheng suffered a hidden loss. Although the void sword intent was strong, it was not a match for the 13th sword of the Soul-Catching Sword due to Wu Zheng's realm.

A sword came from the west, and thousands of swords whistled and rose up. Endless sword energy evolved around Wu Zheng, seemingly illusory, constantly shuttling in the void. In the blink of an eye, it was like wind and thunder, falling on Mo Xie.

Mo Xie was not angry either. He turned the Langya sword in his hand, condensed his own sword intent into a sword energy ring, and covered himself firmly in the sword energy ring.

The two fought in the air, and Wu Zheng took the initiative to attack, but he could not break through Mo Xie's defense, which gave Wu Zheng a headache.

Just as Wu Zheng continued to attack, Mo Xie suddenly drew out his sword, and the sword light was so bright that it shook the universe. At this moment, it seemed that all the stars were oppressed by Mo Xie.

A sword appeared across the sky and flew towards Wu Zheng. Wu Zheng's soul was shocked, knowing that Mo Xie had finally taken action.

One sword was faster than another, making people overwhelmed!

The endless sword energy still made everyone tremble with fear even across the battle space. The power of the Sword Dao Ghost Emperor was absolutely beyond doubt.

Wu Zheng used the Red Emperor Sword to fight against Mo Xie's Thirteen Soul-Chasing Swords. He used the soul of the peak emperor to judge the trajectory of Mo Xie's sword and used the power of time to slow down his own time flow. But even so, Wu Zheng paid a very heavy price.

The flesh was cut by the sword energy and sword intent. Even though the flesh had advanced to the eighth level, it still couldn't stop Mo Xie's sharp sword intent. Blood stained his clothes. Wu Zheng was completely crushed by Mo Xie in sword skills. If it weren't for the power of time and space, Wu Zheng couldn't even stop Mo Xie's sword.

Wu Zheng remembered the tyranny of the Sword Ghost Emperor very well!

Fortunately, Wu Zheng used all his means and finally blocked Mo Xie's thirteen swords of life and death. Although the challenge to Mo Xie ended with scars all over his body, he won in the end.

Mo Xie is a ghost emperor and a sword ghost emperor. He will not regret what he said. Since Wu Zheng has endured his thirteen swords of life and death, he will naturally keep his word.

At this moment, Wu Zheng was covered in blood. As the battle space was withdrawn, Wu Zheng's injuries were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, some wounds attacked by the sword intent were still bleeding, and there was no sign of stopping in a short time.

Wu Zheng put his fingers together to form a sword, sealing the wound that was still bleeding, and letting the sword intent rage under his skin. There are many ways to temper the body, and it is not necessary to have natural treasures. The sword intent of the ghost emperor level is rare. If Wu Zheng can digest this sword intent in his body, his body will definitely go further.

"Wu Zheng, although you have taken on 13 swords from this emperor, your cultivation is still too low. If you meet a sword ghost emperor who wants to kill you, you will have fallen at this moment." Mo Xie said in a deep voice.

"Thank you for your advice, senior."

"It doesn't matter. If you are not in a hurry to challenge the other ghost emperors, this emperor can help you polish your body." Mo Xie said with a smile.

"Are you serious, senior?"

"Do you agree?"

Wu Zheng nodded: "My body has been cultivated to this point, and it is extremely difficult to improve it again. If the senior is willing to help me hone my body, I will be grateful."

"In this case, you can stay in my Langya Mountain for ten days and a half months. This emperor will personally take out the sword to hone your body." Mo Xie said with a smile.

"Mo Xie, you have a good plan. You want Wu Xiaoyou to be your sword sharpening stone and take the opportunity to advance." The Skeleton Great Sage cursed on the spot.

"Skeleton Daoist, don't talk nonsense. Wu Xiaoyou and I hit it off at first sight. I help him hone his body and he helps me sharpen my sword. What's wrong with each other?" Mo Xie cursed back.

"Zheng'er, think about it!" Xuan Jun said in a deep voice. Even with his physique, he didn't dare to sharpen Mo Xie's sword.

"Uncle Jun, don't worry." Wu Zheng said in a deep voice.

"Young friend Wu is straightforward. I will wait for your return in Langya Mountain." Mo Xie laughed and said.

Wu Zheng nodded, and the monks of Zixiao Palace took Wu Zheng back to Zixiao Palace on flying birds. As for the challenge to the Sixth Ghost Emperor Chen Haoran, it was postponed indefinitely.

After seeing the power of the Seventh Ghost Emperor Mo Xie, Wu Zheng naturally did not dare to challenge the Sixth Ghost Emperor Chen Haoran rashly. If he did not have the corresponding strength, it would be tantamount to humiliating himself if he continued to challenge.