Chapter 473: The Gun of the Demon God

The Mysterious Black Shadow’s Whip of the River of Darkness created countless whip trails within the grand hall, sealing off all space like a dense web, leaving Su Che’s shadow seemingly with no chance to escape.
Su Che and Lao He really couldn’t figure out how to resolve this situation.
“If nothing else works, I’ll go out and show myself, forcing it to revert to my shadow form so we can hide together in the Mi Xian Realm.”
As soon as Su Che had this thought, he saw that the shadow had already started to fight back…
Whoosh!
Dozens of dark red figures appeared instantly in the hall, protecting the shadow in the middle.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
These dark red figures could withstand the Whip of the River of Darkness. Their movements were as fast as lightning, knocking all the whip trails aside so they could no longer approach within ten feet of the shadow.
“Heavenly Ghosts!”
“So many Heavenly Ghosts?”
Su Che and Lao He immediately recognized these dark red ghostly figures—they were clearly the Heavenly Ghosts created by the Fusion of the Netherworld Ghost Emperor.
Things that shouldn’t exist in the cultivation world suddenly appeared in large numbers. Seeing these Heavenly Ghosts, Su Che couldn’t help but realize where the shadow came from. Without a doubt, it must have come from that mysterious cave in the underground labyrinth where the Sky-Devouring Rat buried its bones.
“At that time, I didn’t dare enter that cave, but it came out from inside and possessed my shadow.”
“Yes, master. Now we finally understand what happened.”
Lao He also shook his head repeatedly. “I really never thought it would come from that cave. No wonder you kept saying something was following you—it must have been that thing.”
Su Che nodded inwardly and added, “See? It can summon so many Heavenly Ghosts, which means it also has a special space inside it capable of holding numerous ghosts. Moreover, these Heavenly Ghosts don’t seem to fear the scouring of the River of Darkness.”
Lao He nodded. “Heavenly Ghosts… ghosts not under the jurisdiction of hell… Perhaps that’s why they’re not afraid of the cleansing of the River of Hell?”
At that moment, the mysterious black shadow also shouted, “Heavenly Ghosts? I never expected your innate ability to be this! Not bad, not bad. Using Heavenly Ghosts to block the River of Hell is indeed a good idea. But for me, these Heavenly Ghosts are also delicious food—I haven’t had any in years. Hahaha…”

The mysterious shadow continued to wield the River of Darkness whip, striking those celestial demons tens of thousands of times in almost every instant. The vibration frequency of the whip’s shadows was terrifyingly high; it could even be said that the water from the River of Darkness had filled the entire hall.

In just over a dozen breaths, Su Che and Lao He, the two onlookers, could tell that the water from the River of Darkness wasn’t truly ineffective against the celestial demons—it merely had a weaker cleansing effect, but it was still useful.

The dark red ghostly bodies of the dozens of celestial demons were clearly much dimmer than when they first appeared.

“Just clinging on for dear life, trying to buy time… Hahaha…”

Whenever the mysterious shadow gained a slight advantage, it would laugh triumphantly, giving the impression of being extremely frivolous—far from the composure and depth one would expect from a shadow god who had lived for billions of years.

In contrast, Su Che’s shadow remained utterly calm and indifferent at all times, giving the impression of being unfathomable and elusive.

At this moment, protected by the dozens of celestial demons, the shadow was temporarily free from the threat of the River of Darkness water. It remained motionless, seemingly preparing some powerful move.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh…

The River of Darkness whip swung at high speed. Another dozen breaths passed, and the figures of the celestial demons grew increasingly faint. Their spiritual energy grew weaker under the scouring effect of the river’s water, leaving them on the verge of collapse—their spiritual energy could vanish at any moment, leading to their complete destruction.

“What other tricks do you have? Use them quickly! Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance to resist.” The mysterious shadow remained arrogant, as if he was merely playing with his opponent.

In truth, both Su Che and Lao He could see that he was just bluffing—the real situation wasn’t that easy. Su Che could even faintly sense that, with the power he currently possessed, controlling the River of Darkness whip was quite difficult; he couldn’t fully unleash its true strength…

“Could this River of Darkness whip be an immortal artifact?” Su Che and Lao He both wondered.

Just then, the shadow erupted.

Boom!

A bone spear nearly ten feet long suddenly appeared in its hand, followed by a thrust.

The blood-red spear seemed to be made up of dozens of broken bones, its shaft twisted and covered in scarred joints—extremely strange and ugly. But Su Che recognized it at a glance: it was forged from the demon bones of the Sky-Devouring Rat.

Su Che had already fused over ten thousand such bones, so he certainly couldn’t mistake it.

The bones of ancient demon gods are top-tier treasures coveted even in the realm of immortals, capable of being used to craft high-grade immortal weapons. Su Che had also considered using hundreds of bone fragments to forge a powerful magic weapon for himself. If successful, not only in the cultivation world but even in the Spirit Realm, it would be an absolutely invincible offensive weapon.

Unfortunately, the bones of demon gods are extremely durable; mortal forces simply cannot refine them. Even cultivators at the Great Vehicle stage are not qualified to use such materials for weapon crafting.

As for Su Che, although he could use the Power of Annihilation to merge with the bones of demon gods, it wasn’t true refinement. Rather, the Power of Annihilation could gain the recognition of the bones, causing them to voluntarily merge into Su Che’s body. But for Su Che to use the Power of Annihilation to craft weapons was, for now, nothing but a delusional dream.

At this moment, Su Che finally saw a long spear forged from the bones of a demon god. Though its crafting method seemed extremely crude, and the entire weapon was rather ugly and strange, there was no doubt its power would be formidable.

Holding the spear, Shadow unleashed an attack spell that he had been building up for a long time, finally releasing it in full force.

Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft…

What appeared to be a slow spear strike actually created countless spear shadows, shattering all the whip blossoms formed by the River of Darkness whips inside the hall.

Swish!

Dozens of celestial ghosts that hadn’t yet perished were quickly drawn back into his body. More spear shadows then rushed straight at the mysterious black figure across from him.

“Bones of a demon god?” The mysterious black figure exclaimed in shock. Clearly an expert in such things, he hurriedly summoned the River of Darkness whips back to his side. Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh— a river of darkness surrounded him, swirling endlessly.

Lao Hei shouted excitedly, “Master, our Shadow isn’t fighting bare-handed after all! He even has such a powerful weapon… We should find a time for him to craft a demon bone weapon for you too. It doesn’t matter if it looks ugly—just as long as its power is strong enough!”

Su Che didn’t have time to respond, as Shadow, wielding the spear, had already rushed at the mysterious black figure and thrust another spear strike.

“I wonder if that Shield of the River of Darkness can block the Spear of the Demon God?” Su Che thought anxiously…

On the surface, it seemed like a very crude spear made of bone segments, trying to pierce through a protective layer formed by black airflow—a rather unimpressive battle scene.

But in reality, that protective layer of black airflow was actually a formidable defense formed by layers of the River of Darkness water, thousands of feet thick. This was the essence of “a world within reach”—seemingly close, yet requiring the overcoming of countless obstacles to reach the other side of the river.

Su Che believed that ordinary magical artifacts could never penetrate it. In fact, even if such artifacts fell into the waters of the River of Darkness, they would be washed of all their spiritual energy after just a few dozen zhang—far less than a few thousand zhang—leaving them useless.

Hiss!

The God Demonic Spear pierced into the River of Darkness.

Su Che expanded his divine consciousness to its maximum limit and could clearly see that the spear, having penetrated the barrier of the River of Darkness, seemed to enter another dimension. The spear body immediately exhibited a distorted appearance, as if light was refracting through it.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the size of the God Demonic Spear swelled dramatically. Its shaft became as thick and heavy as a towering mountain. With a series of hissing sounds, it plunged into the River of Darkness, creating massive waves, and continued to extend further forward…

It felt like a hundred years had passed, yet it might have been just a fraction of a second. The God Demonic Spear broke through the barrier of the River of Darkness and emerged on the other side.

However, the tip of the spear, after passing through, returned to its normal size and plunged toward the chest of the mysterious shadow.

“Wah!” The mysterious shadow let out a cry of shock. It never expected its Shield of the River of Darkness to be pierced so easily by the opponent, with almost no resistance at all.

“Whose bones of some ancient god demonic being are these? How terrifying!” A wave of panic flashed through its mind. The mysterious shadow retreated rapidly, while its Whip of the River of Darkness vibrated at high frequency, trying to slow down the spear’s advance.

Pfft!

With a soft sound, despite its quick reaction and timely evasion, it was still struck by the God Demonic Spear. It seemed to be just a light touch, barely penetrating at all, yet the mysterious shadow trembled violently as if struck by lightning. Then, with a loud explosion, its entire body shattered into pieces.

“Shattered?” Su Che and Lao He were both stunned. Subconsciously, they exclaimed, “Is it dead?”

The answer came immediately: It didn’t seem so easy to kill it.

Whoosh! The Whip of the River of Darkness flew like a black spirit snake onto the altar. Soon after, the mysterious shadow reappeared, still holding its whip, seemingly unharmed.

“You almost tricked me!” The mysterious shadow said angrily, its eyes filled with fury. “You’re really cunning. You pretended to be weak at first, acting like a pitiful unarmed person, just to deceive me, right?”

The shadow remained silent, holding its spear.

“Whose bones of some ancient god demonic being were used to make that spear of yours?” the mysterious shadow asked again. “It’s a shame. If it were refined in the Immortal Realm into a true immortal artifact, its power would be hundreds or even thousands of times stronger than now. Ah, what a pity!”

There was deep regret in his tone, showing that bones of a demon god of such quality were extremely rare and invaluable even in the immortal realm. It was precisely because of their rarity that he couldn’t help but express his awe even during a life-or-death struggle. The shadow remained silent, showing no reaction, but the Demon God Spear in its hand was ready to strike at any moment. Old Hei, however, laughed and said, “That guy talks so much—comparable to me.” “Indeed,” Su Che nodded inwardly, but at the same time, he made up his mind: If the bones of a Demon God from the Sky-Devouring Rat could be so powerful, it seemed that not all one million pieces of such bones could be fused. Some must be reserved for later use in crafting my own ultimate weapon…