Immortal Asura Chapter 170

Long Tian and the two elders retreated to Ming Hai slowly and stood back to back, ready to fight against the small ghosts around them. The ghost king, however, swept the scepter and the huge skull-like fire emerged again. It floated overhead the three in an instant, trying to swallow them with its mouth widely opened.

Since having witnessed the sufferings of Ming Hai, they knew the strength of the fire and rejected to be swallowed. After all, even the so strong Ming Hai had become a waste after that, let along them－they might be eaten up without bones. 

They began to mobilize all their spiritual energy to resist. But much lower-cultivation than Ming Hai, they were unable to stop the fire. It devoured them little by little and finally   swallowed them up.

Screeches could be heard from the fire. The ghost king, ignoring them, ordered the small ghosts to rush to Ming Hai with a sweep of its hand. The ghosts were like hungry wolves, started to bounce over him crazily and tore him up. He was not dead, but still breathed and woke up in pain as so many small ghosts were eating his body. He wanted to cry out, failed yet due to effortlessness.

Under such great torture, he was eager to death. Even Zhang Yan couldn't bear to see it. At this time, green fires emerged in the eyes of the ghost king, then it swept the scepter again, and all the small ghosts were ignited immediately and absorbed by the scepter. The ghost king came to the seriously injured Ming Hai, after all these, who owned only the last breath.

It bent over to its head and opened its mouth with a strong sucked, while Ming Hai's eyes were widely opened with a lot of fear. A few seconds later, his pupils became out of focus－he died. A soul floated out of his body, meanwhile. It wanted to escape, but was directly sucked by the ghost king.

It was chewing his soul, like enjoying delicious food, after which, its injures recovered a little. Convening anther group of small ghosts, it continued to lead them to walk slowly in the Huangquan Road. When about to leave, it looked into Zhang Yan's direction.

The look scared him a lot, for he thought he was discovered. But luckily, he was calm and did not make any sound and movements. He finally got relieved after the ghost king disappeared in his sight.

Suddenly when he was going to move forward, he felt a cold wind behind him. Looking back, he found that a small ghost was approaching Ming Hai, attracted by his crystal lamp. It didn't notice Zhang Yan while moving and almost collided into him. 

He used his sword to kill it without hesitation. 

There were still some lingering fears in his heart, so he patted his chest to relax, "The Ghosts in the Night is indeed horrible as the legendary. Even Ming Hai was tortured to death, let along the other ordinary warriors! It seems the only way to deal with the scene is to run."

He continued to move toward the Baodu Mountain in the darkness, based on the perception of his soul energy. This time, he had walked for three days safe and sound, not facing the Ghosts in the Night. 

All of a sudden, a bright light fell into his eyes and it seemed to a town. He got confused, "Why is a bright town over there? Dose someone live there and isn't he afraid that the light will allure the ghosts? But strangely, there are only a few small ghosts and fierce ghosts, no powerful ghost kings."

Carrying all the questions in his mind, he walked toward the town.

Chapter end