The thunder cleaver swung through the bodies of the ghost soldiers, but it seemed to do no harm to them at all.

At the same time, their weapons were almost touching Wilbur's body.

A meter-long jet of spiritual flames shot out of Ryder's dagger, and he brought it down on the incoming soldiers.

Yet the same thing happened. The flames sliced right through the ghost soldiers' bodies without causing them any harm.

Isabella went pale in the face. She gripped her dagger, preparing for a fight to the death.

Just then, however, a ray of silver light slashed through the air. Several ghost soldiers were sliced into pieces, howling in agony before disappearing altogether.

Wilbur had put away the thunder cleaver, switching to a long silver sword.

The long sword was condensed purely from his spirit energy. It was covered with various symbols, emitting a powerful spirit pressure.

Wilbur scoffed coldly, looking at the Ark King.

Upon finding out that the thunder cleaver was useless against the ghost soldiers, Wilbur forged a weapon out of his spirit energy to kill them.

physical weapons, but spiritual weapons

only issue was that while Wilbur was killing these ghosts, his own consciousness would come directly into contact with this deathly

cultivators would be dead by now if

was considered to be on such a godly level that it was able to completely crush the deathly

was being attacked on his end as

of their target the

him, zooming around blindly as if they could not see the man at

laugh, casting a smug glance at Wilbur and the rest. Obviously,

girl's power was enough to

blind and deaf as soon as they came into contact with her spirit barrier and could not attack them

at killing the ghost soldiers. He was completely unbothered by the

very moment the ghost soldiers appeared, Saiba and his two men had gotten to their knees to mutter what seemed like a prayer to the

Ark King turned to

can't believe my people are still alive. What a surprise this is!" The Ark King laughed loudly, and Saiba let out a sigh

second, however, countless ghost soldiers pounced over to

men were

pale already, turning into three clouds of smoke amidst a sea of agonized cries before drifting into

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