When the ghost king was tangled with the Anti-Soul Beast, the small ghosts began to bounce over Zhang Yan with their mouth widely opened.
Zhang Yan mobilized his Asura spiritual energy, and displayed the Tricks for Qingyuan Sword. He flashed to the small ghosts, with his sword gas killing so many of them.
Meng Yao started to play the jade bamboo flute, making a gentle melody that stunned the near small ghosts. Then she altered the melody, forcing the small ghosts to fight against each other.
For a time, a big part of the small ghosts had turned into hints of green smoke, disappearing between heaven and earth.
However, there were more than twenty fierce ghosts who were not afraid of the attacks of Zhang Yan and Meng Yao; they rushed to the latters.
Zhang Yan immediately came to the front of Meng Yao, and fetched out his Anti-Soul Figure, "Come on! Let you see the strength of my Anti-Soul Figure!"
While speaking, he transported his spiritual energy to the figure to activate it, then a beam of dazzling white light emerged.
Shone by white light in an instant, the fierce ghosts seemed to face with an unbeatable rival, all trying to escape, but failed with a burst of shrieks.
Under the light, some hints of white smoke rose, disappear between heaven and earth as well.
Meng Yao's eyes enlarged, staring at the Anti-Soul Figure in Zhang Yan's hand, full of shocks and thirsty. She reached her hand to grab the figure, which sacred Zhang Yan to withdrew his hand immediately. When he discovered it was Meng Yao who intended to rob his Anti-Soul Figure, he uttered, "Oh my god! You scared me! Why?"
Meng Yao realized her impoliteness, and answered with embarrassment, "This Spiritual Magical Figure of yours is so strong, and I'm curious about it! Sorry to scare you! How did you get it?"
Zhang Yan replied with a smile, "This is a piece of Anti-Soul Figure I made especially for this trip into the Huangquan Road! I remembered I have shown you in the Spirit Tattooists Unit!"
"That one? It's indeed powerful!"
They two began to watch the fight between the ghost king and the Anti-Soul Beast quietly in the distance.
After noticing that the normal attacks were useless to the Anti-Soul Beast, the ghost king swayed its scepter, and all of a sudden, numerous green flames drilled out from the scepter, integrating into a human shape. With a sweep of the hand, countless fire drops began to dash to the Anti-Soul Beast, like rain drops.
Once touched by the fire drops, the ordinary creatures would be burnt out immediately, but the Anti-Soul Beast was an exemption; it sucked all the drops when they touched its body. After that, its breathes became stronger. It cried out loud with satisfaction, "The soul fire is really a big complement!"
Then, it turned to the ghost king, and gazed at the latter's scepter, full of greed in its eyes, "The scepter and the soul fire, they don't belong to you, but me! Come on give them to me!"
The Anti-Soul Beat flashed to the ghost king in the next second, followed with a punch on the stomach of the latter.
The ghost king swept its scepter once again, and a much huger skull-like fire was released to fill the surrounding with green－this was the most powerful attack the ghost king could make.
However, the skull-like was fated to be absorbed by the Anti-Soul Beast as well. The latter suddenly arrived at the ghost king after that, and devoured the ghost king immediately, only the scepter left.
The fire in the skull on the top of the scepter had been extremely weak, shrinking from the fist size to the eye size, beating discontinuously, seeming to die out at any time.
The Anti-Soul Beast picked up the scepter, and came to Zhang Yan with a smile, "The ghost king's scepter has a dispelling effect on the small ghosts, and can control them at the same time. Keep it, sir, and it will help you a lot in the Huangquan Road!"
Zhang Yan replied smilingly, "I have no idea about how to use the scepter. So, you keep it, after all, only you can control it!"
Great excitements overwhelmed the Anti-Soul Beast who began to canoodle the scepter.
Zhang Yan uttered, "You must be tired after this battle, and go back to have a good rest!" He received the beast to his ring again.
Surprises lingered on Meng Yao's face, "Is he the one that we have seen in the Fengdu City? Your follower?"
Zhang Yan nodded, "Yes, but to be honest, it is not a humankind at all."