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Chapter 1012

Goodbye, Altar

“Every single one of you is useless!” raged Ghost Ancestor, indifferent to the dozens who died as a result of his attack. Instead, he conjured another spear to fire.

Ghouls emerged from the shield below to haunt Mu Yu. Mu Yu already decided to go after the altar since Ghost Ancestor relied on it to attack Mu Yu. Thus, he teleported away from the incoming spear and cast Lightning Swift Snakes Formation with his foot to tackle the pestilent ghouls.

Mu Yu, landing on the altar, noted, Now that I look again, these lines are actually different to what Dragon Vine translated.

Mu Yu kicked a blue formation onto the ground, spawning multiple tentacles to cover the lines. As a result of his actions, he disrupted he formation, thereby erasing the spear! He subsequently released sparks from his blue formation to every nook and cranny of the altar’s lines.

Ghost Ancestor hurriedly sent the four chains that gravity water was pouring onto towards Mu Yu. Having realised the tiny circle at the centre of the altar was emitting soul energy to power the altar and barrier, Mu Yu hit it with qi from his sword in addition to a lightning formation. The soul energy tried to take shelter back inside, but Mu Yu pressed on to vanquish it!

The destruction of the altar challenged its levitation ability, balance and caused the encroaching black chains to flop down, crashing onto the altar. Ghost Sect disciples unable to take off in time were crushed under the impact of the chains. Mu Yu then cleaved the altar in multiple places, depriving those airborne of the altar’s support. As a consequence, the abrupt onset of a tremendous gravitational pull yanked them down to the acid-like water.

“Grab onto the bones!” Gui Buyu directed, casting their techniques onto the bones on the surface of the black water to elevate themselves above the water thanks to the bones’ floating properties once the technique was cast on.

“Left than forty of you to go,” Mu Yu uttered, standing on a broken bone among those that came apart from the bridge.

The ghost flames floating about also dove into bones, coalescing to create a giant hand to chase Mu Yu. In response, Mu Yu summoned Primordial Yin Yang from his body to his sword, donning it in a green eight trigrams diagram that illuminated the entire cavern. Over twenty more disciples were caught in the collision between the hand and Mu Yu’s straight thrust, adding scarlet rain to the arena.

Mu Yu turned the tables on the bony hand, injecting it with the qi from his sword. Once the energy level inside peaked – based on the glow – it dimmed out until the map of cracks were visible to the naked eye. Mu Yu flowered his sword, cuing the hand to fall apart, then reduced it to particles with lightning.

A gravity-water skull a hundred metres wide cast a shadow down at the same time the atmosphere froze. By the time Mu Yu was aware of its presence, it was too late for him. With Mu Yu in its mouth, it huffed ghost qi out of its nose and dove into the water bed below.

“Long live Ghost Ancestor! Long live Ghost Ancestor!” the eighteen survivors cheered. “Thank you for avenging us, Ghost Ancestor.”

The survivors did not understand why Ghost Ancestor did not respond until the heard water swishing and, from below, “You lot sure have a weird standard for qualifying revenge.”

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