Apotheosis

Just then, the ferocious ghost bound by the fire chains let out another roar.

"Ahahah..."

The ghost emitted a strong force of soul that made the two chains binding it vibrate.

The two consummate True Gods had identical looks of tension on their faces. They tightly gripped the chains in their hands, and the flames on the two chains blazed even stronger.

"Oh no! Master Allen, the ghost's soul force is growing stronger!"

"The Flaming Sun Chains probably cannot hold it!"

The faces of the two consummate True Gods lost their color.

In the beginning, the soul force of the ghost was relatively weak. The two consummate True Gods had a talent for dealing with all sorts of evil spirits, so they had thought that they would be able to capture the ghost.

They never expected the ghost's soul force to increase continuously. Its strength far exceeded their expectations.

For now, the ghost was still bound by Flaming Sun Chains. If it managed to break free from the chains, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Hearing this, Allen, the purple-robed man, looked grim. He cast a glance at the ghost in mid-air and gave an order, "Artie, go and execute the intruders. I'll subdue the ghost myself!"

After issuing his command, he stretched out his hand and tapped gently. Two jade hooks appeared. He leaped high and threw the jade hooks toward the ghost.

Following Allen's orders, Artie took out a long golden stick and addressed the people who broke in, "Guido is my brother. I don't know how you got in here, but I hope you can tell me where he is. In return, I will leave your corpses intact."

Upon hearing his menacing words, Kenelm and his companions took some steps back.

Actually, the situation had been completely out of the control since they entered the cave.

For Kenelm and the other consummate True Gods, this was nothing but a thrilling, somewhat dangerous adventure. However, the strength of the group brought here by Tanner was completely beyond what they expected, and the soul force released by the ghost was even more terrifying.

If Kenelm had known that th

ick and was sent flying over a hundred feet before smashing into the wall of the cave.

Kenelm and his companions stared in shock, eyes wide, at what they had witnessed.

Kenelm finally realized that Zen had defeated Guido not because of sheer luck or the other's flaws. His strength was far beyond that of the other consummate True Gods at his cultivation level.

Zen came from a land outside of the Source World. Was he a talent of a great race in the chaos? Kenelm's mind came up with a guess.

Not far away, the purple-robed man had his two jade hooks firmly locked to the ghost. The jade hooks seemed to be specifically used to suppress evil spirits. After the ghost was hooked, it issued hissing sounds, as if the soul was being burned.

The ghost moaned and seemed to choke out its last gasp.

"You may be wrong. He appears to have subdued the ghost," Zen said.

"I was mistaken?" No. 9527 asked, surprised. "That's impossible. Although I don't know how the tomb and its traps are arranged, I, as a soul, am more sensitive about such things than you." It calmly proceeded to instruct Zen, "Look at the sword on the tomb."

Zen's gaze was once again focused on the cyan sword. He saw a light flicker across the sword, and the moribund ghost suddenly swelled up.

Just as No. 9527 had speculated, a soul force that was more than four or five times stronger burst forth from the ghost.