Chapter 568: Outburst, Double Ghost Beast Parasite Body

“Shriek—”

After a piercing shriek, Jiao Tangtang shot straight up into the sky.

Her crimson eyes were filled with a frenzied urge to destroy.

The dense ghost qi enveloped her body in an instant.

“Swish!”

A pair of wings, each over three meters long, unfurled from her back.

Everyone was stunned.

Yet, the transformation didn’t stop there.

Compared to the Saint Zhan Black Angel form that Cheng Xingchu had taken before, Jiao Tangtang’s aura now was terrifyingly more powerful by orders of magnitude.

The highly concentrated ghost qi barely weakened after the wings formed.

It paused for just a split second.

“Swish!”

Another pair of wings emerged on top of the first.

“A Four-Wing Black Angel?”

Heiming, standing at the rear, shuddered.

The previous Two-Wing Black Angel, bolstered by You Si Jian, had already given him a hard time.

Now, without You Si Jian...

Was this guy using the extra wings to make up for it?

The aura fluctuations from the Four-Wing Black Angel were far more harmonious with its body than the mismatched power of You Si Jian, truly astonishing.

“Do you have a plan?”

Heiming turned to Shou Ye.

If he had to face the Saint Zhan Black Angel alone right now...

Honestly, Heiming was feeling quite unnerved.

“The peak of Zhan Dao...”

Shou Ye murmured, his eyes wide with shock.

The power of a ghost beast could escalate so simply.

This kind of growth that transcended the natural order of the heavens was exactly what the world’s rules couldn’t tolerate.

Among them, those special beings that could trade certain costs for power were even more terrifying.

Clearly, Jiao Tangtang met those criteria.

Without directly answering Heiming, Shou Ye gazed intently ahead.

“It’s not over yet.”

As if to confirm his words, the energy Jiao Tangtang gained from devouring the ghost beast pearl hadn’t been fully expended after forming the four wings.

“Swish.”

Another soft sound.

High in the air, shrouded in ghost qi, Jiao Tangtang’s back sprouted yet another pair of wings.

The six-winged gray light illuminating the dark sky seemed to declare an unyielding resolve. Merely from the oscillating and radiating power, it caused the ancient texts space to crack apart.

“Oh my heavens...”

Xin, who had just regained consciousness in Shou Ye’s arms, even forgot to struggle free. Staring at the Six-Wing Black Angel in the void, his face was full of disbelief.

“Is this the ghost beast pearl, one of Xu Yue Hui Gong’s trump cards?” he asked.

Shou Ye lowered his head: “Merely one of them, the Saint Zhan Black Angel.”

With that,

he flung his hands, tossing Xin, who had barely regained some mobility, away.

Xin steadied himself in mid-air, his steps still unsteady. As he swallowed a pill, he also gulped down saliva. “Does it reach the height of Jiu Si Lei Jing?”

“Probably three turns.” Shou Ye gave his judgment.

Jiu Si Lei Jing.

That was the final path for those at the peak of Zhan Dao, leading toward Tai Xu.

Enduring nine thunder tribulations offered a slim chance to comprehend Tai Xu power and step into that realm.

But with a nearly ninety percent mortality rate, not every Zhan Dao practitioner had the resolve to take that step.

Shou Ye did.

Yet his strength wasn’t even enough to withstand the first turn’s thunder tribulation.

As for ghost beasts...

“Just by swallowing one pearl, could someone go from Wang Zuo straight to this level?” Shou Ye narrowed his eyes in thought. Such drastic power shifts weren’t unheard of, but they were rare.

This might be the true reason behind Hong Yi’s stance on ghost beasts.

If such unstable power factors fell into the hands of those with ulterior motives, the retaliation against the continent would be a catastrophic tragedy.

Shuo Shuren observed the spatial fluctuations around him, diverting some power to maintain the space’s stability. He precisely gauged Jiao Tangtang’s aura changes, still wearing a spring-like smile.

“Roughly Jiu Si Lei Jing three turns...”

“But the aura and power are completely uncontrollable.”

“Not to mention whether it has the might of one turn, even a decent Zhan Dao practitioner could take it down.”

“If it’s a Wang Zuo with special attributes and the ability to fight above their level, they might even fight to a mutual defeat...”

Using ling yuan as a barrier, Shuo Shuren pinched the hilt of You Si Jian with his orchid fingers, fully sealing the fiercely resisting vicious sword’s energy. He stared at the transforming figure opposite and shook his head.

“Really, not a threat at all!”

“But this gift... I’m liking it more and more... Hmm?”

As everyone watched, Jiao Tangtang’s aura, which had spread its six wings, should have been settling.

But now, new changes emerged.

Everyone had seen the Saint Zhan Black Angel before.

Its transformations were merely an increase in black wings.

Yet Jiao Tangtang seemed to be pushing her potential further.

Amidst the agony of struggle, her body began to change.

Her legs, pressed together, started to develop snake patterns under the ghost qi’s cover.

Then,

from within the gray robe, her slender legs exploded with a boom, transforming into a massive crimson python tail over thirty meters long.

“Boom!”

The two writhing python tails smashed down from the air, shattering space inch by inch. The resulting shockwave forced everyone to retreat in alarm.

“This?” Shuo Shuren licked his red lips, his eyes bursting with sharp light, as if he’d spotted some exquisite delicacy.

“What the hell is this?” Xin was completely baffled.

Gazing at the gray-red dragon scales condensing on the crimson python tail, along with the Saint Zhan Black Angel wings on Jiao Tangtang’s back...

“What’s going on?” He turned to Shou Ye.

“A dual ghost beast possession!”

Shou Ye was also deeply shocked.

After years of carrying out Hong Yi missions, he’d never seen a case of dual ghost beast possession.

He’d barely even heard of it.

Even in that war in Nan Yu Qing Cheng back in the day, such a thing hadn’t appeared.

“Dual ghost beasts?”

Lan Ling and Yu Zhiwen instinctively exchanged glances, seeing the inquiring look in each other’s eyes about dual ghost beasts.

Then, realizing the other was as clueless as themselves, they both looked away.

No one present had ever heard or seen dual ghost beasts.

Even Shuo Shuren retreated explosively the moment the python tail struck, not daring to interrupt Jiao Tangtang’s transformation.

“A gift!”

“A mutated gift—my brother’s going to fall for me!”

His eyes filled with a pathological obsession, he shouted loudly: “Go for it, mutate!!!”

“Roar—”

A hoarse, low growl issued from Jiao Tangtang’s throat, resembling a dragon’s cry but not quite.

Immediately after, her head tilted, and a fleshy lump grew from the side of her neck.

The lump grew and mutated rapidly.

Then, mirroring Jiao Tangtang’s original head, it transformed into a massive crimson python head.

The python head grew horns, its body scales, and its back six wings.

The onlookers were left speechless with shock.

No one could describe the astonishment of what they were witnessing.

Dual ghost beasts, plus a fully manifested ghost beast form...

This was unprecedented!

From the void, surging ghost qi fused into the python’s back.

Only then did Jiao Tangtang’s complete ghost beast form truly take shape.

“Swish!”

The instant the fourth pair of black wings unfurled, a force like a collapsing sky pillar erupted. The heavens shattered like a mirror.

The surrounding several li turned into a vacuum swept by ghost qi.

A massive black hole formed!

The black hole sucked, trying to devour everyone.

Lan Ling quickly erected a barrier, enveloping all the Hong Yi members, and teleported them away from the battlefield.

“Oh my dear mother!” Xin was so shocked his mouth hung open.

The giant python shed its skin.

From it emerged a new form.

As far as the eye could see, that serpentine crimson python, coiling above the black hole and stretching several li long—if you hadn’t seen it with your own eyes, who would believe it?

“Rumble!”

Thunderclouds gathered in the nine heavens, seemingly intent on obliterating this intolerable force.

“Red thunderclouds...”

Lan Ling looked up in alarm, murmuring before falling silent.

“Chi Ze Shen Lei—oh my heavens!”

Xin turned to Shou Ye again: “How many turns?”

Shou Ye swallowed hard.

He hadn’t even passed the first of Jiu Si Lei Jie—how could he judge someone else’s strength?

“This girl’s ghost beast, Chi Shuang Long Mang, has quite the origin. I’ve seen pictures of it,” Shou Ye sighed.

Xin rolled his eyes: “So, how many turns?”

“It shouldn’t be called that... Rather,” Shou Ye looked at the eight wings on the gray-red Chi Shuang Long Mang’s back and paused before adding, “Eight-Wing Chi Shuang Long Mang!”

Xin: “...”

“So strong, so good.”

Shuo Shuren stared at the supreme ghost beast coiling above the black hole, sensing the power within it that nearly rivaled his own. He trembled with excitement.

“A gift—this is the perfect gift!”

“Even an ordinary Wang Zuo can grow to this level in an instant.”

“If my brother wants a ghost beast, if I could give him this...”

A massive boom suddenly exploded in his ears.

Shuo Shuren felt the world spin, his thoughts freezing.

He lowered his head.

Blood splattered below, and You Si Jian, which had broken free but was also sent flying, was slowly spinning.

Time seemed to slow.

Until a pain hit his chest, Shuo Shuren suddenly realized:

He’d been sent flying!

Focusing his vision on his chest:

His red skirt was soaked in blood.

The exposed skin on his shoulders and neck, once flawless and white, was now torn and hideous.

“The python tail?”

Only now did his mind recall the attack from the Eight-Wing Chi Shuang Long Mang.

When the opposite Chi Shuang Long Mang’s eight wings had just barely fluttered, it had vanished.

How could such a colossal python body possess such speed?

“Saints Zhan Black Angel!”

Shuo Shuren realized instantly.

Chi Shuang Long Mang’s attack power was strong, but its massive body would inevitably limit its speed.

Yet when this ghost beast combined with the Eight-Wing form of Saint Zhan Black Angel, all weaknesses were compensated!

“Rumble!”

More explosions followed.

The watching Hong Yi group felt their scalps tingle.

The storyteller, who had been dominating just moments ago, was like a child facing a giant after the Eight-Wing Chi Shuang Long Mang fully formed—utterly defenseless.

In the blink of an eye after being launched into the air,

within half a breath before anyone could react, he suffered a series of rapid strikes from Chi Shuang Long Mang.

The terrifying speed meant everyone could only vaguely see a massive shadow whipping about.

Shuo Shuren became a red lightning bolt, tossed chaotically without pattern or inertia across the black hole.

“Hiss!” Xin clutched his head.

“This speed, this attack power...”

Shou Ye involuntarily stepped back.

He was completely frightened.

Peak power was one thing, but this unmatched speed and combat instinct—even Shuo Shuren hadn’t reacted?

“Is this... dual ghost beast possession?”

Shou Ye’s heart was in turmoil.

He’d heard legends of dual ghost beast possession.

Compared to ghost beasts themselves, this terrifying existence that forcibly merged two different powers was unstoppable.

Only now, seeing it with his own eyes, did he understand.

Legends were just legends.

Those who hadn’t witnessed it couldn’t grasp this level of might.

It was utterly... underestimated!

“Rumble...”

“Rumble...”

The void rippled repeatedly; the heavenly dao rules were completely unstable.

The red tribulation clouds in the nine heavens continued to gather, now forming a massive cluster.

A aura of destruction brewed within, as if mirroring the ferocity of the battle below.

Everyone felt the scene had spiraled out of control, beyond redemption.

“So strong, so exhilarating!”

“So invincible attack power, defense, even speed...”

“The treasure of my dreams!”

Shuo Shuren laughed maniacally as his flesh was stripped away bit by bit, his limbs turning to fragments, scattering everywhere, his eyes wild with madness.

“Let the storm come even fiercer!”

“Rumble...”

Chi Shuang Long Mang had gone completely berserk.

It didn’t even need to move.

Shuo Shuren, having lost his rhythm, couldn’t fight back at all, only swaying back and forth under the onslaught of the two massive python tails.

Flesh flew, the scene gruesomely bloody.

Yet...

“He’s still controlling the field!”

Lan Ling manipulated the grand array, trying to shatter the ancient texts space completely and return to Bai Ku.

But she was horrified to find that even though Shuo Shuren was beaten beyond recognition, he still maintained that thread of mind to keep the space from collapsing.

In other words, Shuo Shuren still had reserves!

“This guy...”

Lan Ling was drenched in cold sweat. “He’s a freak!”

In the brief pauses of the battle, everyone seemed to temporarily ignore the red tribulation clouds above the nine heavens.

But the heavenly dao’s majesty wouldn’t allow a Zhan Dao powerhouse who hadn’t passed Jiu Si Lei Jie to wield power comparable to nine turns.

“Boom!”

The moment the thunder tribulation formed, a slender Chi Ze Shen Lei descended from the sky, instantly piercing the massive body of Chi Shuang Long Mang.

“Roar!!!”

A cry of pain echoed.

Chi Shuang Long Mang’s two enormous python tails curled up, and in the next second, its entire body was run through by the red thunder tribulation power.

“Boom boom boom boom boom...”

Explosions erupted from within its body.

The extremely compressed energy of Chi Ze Shen Lei burst open, dyeing the sky with python blood.

It was like a blood rain falling, each drop carrying terrifying thunder tribulation power.

The void was not only corroded by the python blood itself but also hit by a wave of thunder tribulation explosions.

“Rumble...”

The entire Li Jian Grassland was overturned.

A full-power Zhan Dao level clash, plus Jiu Si Lei Jie...

The scene was like the end of the world, with no end in sight.

“So good, really so good...”

In the shattered space, a faintly excited voice could still be heard.

The Hong Yi group’s pupils contracted sharply, noticing that due to the thunder tribulation, Chi Shuang Long Mang had seized a half-breath pause in the attack, allowing the battered Shuo Shuren to break free. From his mouth, he spat out another new version of himself.

Then, before the thunder tribulation’s numbing effect wore off,

this Shuo Shuren, covered in saliva, vanished on the spot.

He reappeared right in front of the heads of the python, dozens of times larger than himself.

“Slash!”

A small dagger was drawn, slicing through.

Space completely shattered as a dark light instantly approached the python head.

“Swish!”

In a flash, Chi Shuang Long Mang recovered from the thunder tribulation attack.

Its eight wings fluttered lightly, and the massive python body disappeared from the spot.

In the next second,

“Boom!”

The Shuo Shuren that had been spat out was directly smashed to pieces by the sky-covering python tail, his remains buried deep into the ground.

“Thud!”

Everyone’s hearts skipped a beat, feeling as if their souls were about to be jolted out of their bodies.

“Oh my heavens...” Xin was completely dumbfounded.

This attack—forget enduring it.

Just watching it made his heart tremble and his legs go weak; he couldn’t handle it.

Even if the sealed ghost beast, hailed as Bai Ku’s king, appeared now, it probably wouldn’t be as shocking as this strike.

“Boom!”

Chi Shuang Long Mang tried to continue its assault.

But at that moment, from the tribulation clouds, another thunderbolt, as thick as a thumb, descended.

The thunder was small, but its color had shifted from red to orange.

“Cheng Yuan Si Jie!”

In an instant, the thunder pierced through.

Chi Shuang Long Mang couldn’t withstand this at all.

Its power was forcibly piled up; enduring one Chi Ze Shen Lei was already impressive.

The moment Cheng Yuan Si Jie pierced it, the python body exploded completely.

Chunks of flesh scattered, dragon scales flew, and another blood rain fell from the sky.

“Condense!”

From the seemingly unconscious ghost beast body, a weak, pained female voice emerged.

As the word fell,

the scattered python chunks turned into ghost qi and reattached.

In the blink of an eye, Chi Shuang Long Mang reformed!

“Powerful!”

“So powerful!”

Shuo Shuren’s eyes widened, staring fixedly at the reformed Chi Shuang Long Mang, his gaze full of unrestrained affection.

Even gravely injured,

within the ancient texts space, he used heavenly dao power to regenerate half his body and one arm.

“Sword.”

“Yes, You Si Jian.”

As if remembering something, Shuo Shuren scanned below.

Deep in the ground, You Si Jian had been driven in by the python tail.

With a wave of his hand, the vicious sword was bound by heavenly dao power and flew into his palm.

“My little knife can’t hurt you, so let’s use You Si Jian!”

Shuo Shuren used ling yuan as a barrier, gripping You Si Jian with one hand.

In a flash, he reappeared on one of Chi Shuang Long Mang’s python heads.

Cheng Yuan Si Jie was too terrifying!

Even though Jiao Tangtang retained some consciousness and reformed the python body,

the lingering thunder tribulation power inside wasn’t something she could resist.

She watched helplessly as Shuo Shuren appeared above her, mustering every ounce of strength. Only when You Si Jian was about to touch the python head’s dragon scales did she flap the eight wings of the Saint Zhan Black Angel.

You Si Jian, which even Shuo Shuren in this state dared not hold tightly...

If it truly entered her body...

The consequences would be dire!

For sword cultivators who gained You Si Jian’s recognition, the vicious sword was a supreme treasure, an unparalleled spiritual weapon for boosting power.

But for outsiders...

Even at the peak of Zhan Dao, even with power rivaling Jiu Si Lei Jing...

Holding You Si Jian meant death!

“Swish!”

The eight wings moved.

Chi Shuang Long Mang dodged at light speed, vanishing before Shuo Shuren.

Jiao Tangtang’s fuzzy consciousness hadn’t even fully mobilized yet when, in her snake eyes, the sensory-formed incomplete figure turned back.

“Powerful!”

“Truly powerful!”

“Even able to suppress Cheng Yuan Si Jie’s attack temporarily, you’re simply the perfect existence!”

Shuo Shuren licked his red lips, his face covered in blood.

Yet he had anticipated Chi Shuang Long Mang’s evasion.

“With such a powerful ghost beast, able to suppress thunder tribulation power, what would happen if you went berserk?”

Shuo Shuren was mad.

Without a second thought, he hurled the You Si Jian in his hand.

“Go for it, hold on.”

“Unleash all your power, let me see your potential!”

All the Hong Yi members on the battlefield’s edge shivered.

Madman!

This freak was truly insane!

While everyone worried about their own safety, Shuo Shuren was using himself as an experiment.

Not only enduring Chi Shuang Long Mang’s attacks, but now, with things at this level, he wanted to drive it berserk with You Si Jian?

A Jiu Si Lei Jing-level dual ghost beast possession going berserk...

“I...”

Xin grabbed Lan Ling’s hand. “Can’t we break the array yet?”

Lan Ling trembled, her body soaked in sweat as her gaze shifted down.

Dealing with that red-skirted freak was already tough enough.

Why are you getting involved?

“Let go!”

“Oh.”

“Whoosh!”

You Si Jian turned into a black lightning bolt, shooting toward Chi Shuang Long Mang.

The eight wings stirred.

Chi Shuang Long Mang tried to dodge.

But in the field, speed surpassed even this!

“Boom!”

Above in the nine heavens, the thunder tribulation shifted from orange to gold.

A golden beam, as thick as a wrist, plummeted down.

Like a divine sword, it pierced straight through Chi Shuang Long Mang’s eight wings, nailing it firmly in the void.

Jin Cui Guang Jie!

“Roar...”

The agonized roar was cut short by the energy explosion of Jin Cui Guang Jie.

From the cracks in the gray-red python body, golden thunder tribulation power burst forth.

It looked as if it was about to shatter completely, a gruesome sight.

And the immobilized Chi Shuang Mang, facing the approaching You Si Jian...

Couldn’t dodge an inch!

“Sizzle.”

How terrifying was a strike infused with Shuo Shuren’s ling yuan power?

Even so, You Si Jian’s advance only went from the python head to midway through the body.

It stalled, unable to proceed.

Chi Shuang Long Mang’s body was too long!

Plus, with the chaotic thunder tribulation power inside, You Si Jian couldn’t pierce through.

Nevertheless, dark demonic patterns spread from the python head, covering half the body.

“Roar—”

The gray ghost qi in the python’s eyes was directly replaced by demonic qi.

A shrill, pitiable cry echoed through the void.

“Half the body?”

Shuo Shuren stared at the Chi Shuang Long Mang, now only half covered in demonic patterns, and was stunned.

“How can it be just half?”

His eyes flashed with red light as he charged forward. “I’ll help you evolve!”

“Sizzle!”

Using his dagger, plus spatial power and heavenly dao power, he barely broke through the python skin’s defense. Shuo Shuren plunged headfirst into the python’s body.

The next second, this blood-soaked red-skirted man burst out from the python flesh, clutching a slender black vicious sword.

“Slash slash slash slash slash...”

“Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle...”

He flew around the python body, one step, one sword.

Black demonic sword qi was fed into the cracks opened by the thunder tribulation power.

Shuo Shuren worked at this for a long time before flying up around the python tail.

He was completely thrilled.

Such a adorable prey was a once-in-a-lifetime find.

How could he not enjoy it fully?

“Second one, catch the sword!”

In his excitement, Shuo Shuren even forgot that the second one hadn’t been found yet. He flung You Si Jian carelessly in a certain direction without looking back.

He wanted to devour the berserk Chi Shuang Long Mang alone.

He didn’t need You Si Jian anymore!

Under the gaze of the Hong Yi group, the vicious sword flew through the air, but no one dared to intercept it.

“Go for it, go for it.”

Shuo Shuren wiped the sticky blood from his forehead, bending at the waist, knees flexed, fists clenched, cheering on the Chi Shuang Long Mang now completely covered in demonic patterns.

With only half his body and one arm left, he didn’t care about his injuries at all.

His eyes were fixed solely on this soon-to-be-demonized dual ghost beast possession.

“Gurgle...”

In Jiao Tangtang’s snake eyes, the sensed incomplete human silhouette seemed to replay that final scene of the blood sea blooming.

“Is this all I can do...”

Even hatred couldn’t sustain her anymore.

Jiao Tangtang’s last flicker of consciousness was finally swallowed by the thick demonic qi.

“I’m sorry, sister, I can’t avenge you.”