Lu Ye drew his sword and flashed behind the ghost cultivator. He landed softly, shaking the blood from the Pinyuan Blade before sheathing it.The ghost cultivator behind him stiffened, maintaining a d...A beam of light struck, and the mirror was held in front by Xue Hao's bloody hands.

A beam of light, ferocious and powerful, slammed into the mirror's surface, but it didn't make a sound. The mirror's surface was smooth and flowed, swallowing the beam completely.

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Even under the suppression of sanctity, Xue Hao's soul and spirit strength is only at the early stage of Yue Yao. However, this mirror artifact has been nurtured in his divine sea for countless years. Even Lu Ye, relying on the might of the Ghost Ship, couldn't overcome him for a while.

He wasn't in a hurry, after all, in such a battle of offense and defense, he held the absolute initiative and advantage. The Mirror Soul Artifact was good, but it ultimately had its limits and couldn't be maintained indefinitely.

Xie Hao used the mirror spirit artifact to temporarily block the ghost ship's attack, but he knew this wasn't a long-term solution, so he was also looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

However, the ghost ship was well-defended. As soon as its protective magic formation activated, those blood dragons, though numerous, were unable to break through the defense and couldn't do much harm for a while.

The situation became a stalemate. Lu Ye had no way to deal with Xue Hao, and Xue Hao had no good way to deal with Lu Ye either.

Li Shang, who had always been silently standing beside Lu Ye, suddenly spoke, "I will help you!"

He said so, and with a flash of his figure, he was like a wisp of blue smoke, melting into the ghost ship.

The next moment, Lu Ye raised an eyebrow in surprise. He could clearly feel that as Li Shang was integrated into the Ghost Ship, the already powerful aura of the Ghost Ship had become even more ferocious.

Is this even possible for someone like Li Shang to do

He did know that the Soul Clan's soul-attachment technique was not limited to living beings' physical bodies. Some members of the Soul Clan could even attach souls to cultivators' weapons, enhancing their lethality. However, the ghost ship was not a weapon; in a strict sense, it was a soul artifact.

Lü Yè didn't know that the Soul Clan could actually imbue souls into soul weapons. But thinking about it, it wasn't surprising. The Soul Clan took their name from souls, and soul weapons required divine soul power to activate.

He had originally planned to slowly wear down Xue Hao's mirror soul weapon's power, but with Li Shang's spirit possession aid, he immediately increased his attack.

The beam of light blasting from the ghost ship grew brighter and thicker, leaving a trail of shattered blood dragons in its wake. They couldn't withstand it at all and exploded one by one.

Ray after ray of light pierced into the Mirror Soul Device, causing Xuehao's face to contort in pain. He could clearly feel that his soul device, which had accompanied him for many years, was rapidly approaching its limit.

He could not let those beams of light run rampant in his divine sea, but instead had to actively draw each one into the mirror. Knowing full well the dire consequences, he was forced to do so. It felt like a slow and agonizing death, torturing his very soul with unbearable suffering.

Driven by fury, he could only intensify his assault on the ghostly vessel, frantically channeling the power of his divine sea.

The blood sea was boiling more and more.

However, the ghost ship had a protective barrier. Although Bloodhawk's strength was much greater than Lu Ye's, he still couldn't break through the barrier and caused no damage to Lu Ye's soul.

After a moment, under Bloodhawk's desperate gaze, the mirror artifact in his hand cracked, fissures appearing across its surface. From those cracks, brilliant light bloomed, and an extremely terrifying aura began to permeate the air.

Xuehao's expression became panicked, but quickly morphed into determination. He held the nearly shattered mirror in front of himself and rushed towards the ghost ship, shouting, "Let's die together!"

The moment the mirror cracked, Lu Ye sensed something was wrong.

This mirror soul artifact had previously devoured too many attacks from ghost ships. That devouring wasn't like nullifying them, but rather temporarily storing them within the mirror itself. Right now, the mirror is about to shatter, and all those stored attacks might erupt all at once!

Such a fierce onslaught, let alone Bloodhawk being able to withstand it, even the Ghost Ship itself would probably be unable to resist.

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When Lü Ye's words fell, Lí Shāng reappeared and grabbed Lü Ye's hand, leaping upwards. This jump seemed to plunge them into the abyss.

At the very last corner of his eye, Lu Ye saw a violent light burst forth, like a great sun exploding. Xue Hao roared in defiance, and then terrifying power swept across the four directions. Even the ghost ship shrouded in protective magic formations was torn apart under such might.

Lú yè's brain throbbed, he couldn't help but groan softly, and then he felt a sharp pain all over his body, especially in his chest.

As he regained consciousness, the man found himself back on the battlefield. Before him stood Bloodhaze, who still stretched out a hand and plunged it into his own chest. His large hand held tightly onto his heart, maintaining the same posture as during the soul battle.

But the blood flowing now held no life at all. A pair of wide-open eyes were empty and lifeless.

His soul and spirit were shattered, his body though intact, could barely survive.

Lu Ye raised the Pianshan Blade in his hand and slashed diagonally, the blade light flashing.

The blood-soaked, ferociously powerful spirit had lost its vitality. His physical strength was no longer as formidable. The arm that had plunged into Lu Ye's chest was severed, and Lu Ye staggered back a few steps before leaning against a soft body. It was Li Shang who had supported him.

Lu Ye, with the last of his strength, raised his hand and unleashed a fierce blast of flame, incinerating Xue Hao's corpse. He then turned to Li Shang and said, "Leave now!"

He didn't know how many Yue Yao the Blood Clan had sent after him this time. Although it seemed like only Xue Hao was here at present, who knew if there were more lurking behind He was now severely injured, his body weak, and even his soul power was greatly depleted.

If Yue Yao were to attack again, the only option would be to use the red talisman.

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She was undoubtedly explaining to Lu Ye why she didn't start the soul battle at first. She had been waiting for an opportunity, and when Xue Hao thrust his hand into Lu Ye's chest, feeling that the situation was settled, it was precisely when his mind relaxed.

This time, thanks to Li Shang, otherwise, if she hadn't started the Soul War, I would have had to use the red talisman to even have a chance to solve that Blood Clan Yue Yao. But it was only a chance. If the red talisman hadn't been able to successfully deal with Xue Hao, then there wouldn't be a good ending for me.

Since acquiring this phantom ship, Lu Ye had always considered it the greatest barrier protecting his Sea of Gods. Because he couldn't take the initiative to attack, he could only rely on the phantom ship for passive defense.

If he had the ability like Lí Shāng, then when facing someone stronger than himself, he could also initiate a soul battle, using his soul power to overcome the opponent.

Not long after, several tall figures could be seen approaching from afar. It was Muka and Hei-Sanda and their group.

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