Wei Daoxuan and Wei Daojue failed to catch Xu Mu's punch, and both collapsed to the ground, seriously injured.
Just as they were about to get up and do something, Xu Mu's left and right hands, facing the surging ghostly aura, had already clasped their throats.
"Don't try to resist. Crush your jade slips yourselves, and I'll spare your lives."
As Xu Mu spoke, his Dao source continuously purified the ghostly aura. The protective measures of the two great ghost kings now seemed as weak as ants!
Wei Daoxuan and Wei Daojue's faces turned red. They glanced at each other with difficulty, and then instantly, they transformed into a cloud of ghost mist, escaping from Xu Mu's palm.
"Kid, you're quite arrogant," Wei Daoxuan said, standing ten meters away, glaring at Xu Mu with a pale face, as if drained of blood.
Wei Daojue was the same. His body materialized from a cloud of ghost mist. This seemed to be a special ability that could temporarily erase his physical form.
"Your abilities are powerful, your body is strong, and you're even unafraid of our ghost mist. You are indeed strong, but unfortunately, you can't kill us."
"And although we may not be able to kill you, we can kill others."
As Wei Daoxuan spoke, his gaze fell upon the other psychics currently engaged in combat.
Xu Mu had brought thirteen hundred people. They had less than a thousand, and they were a thousand wounded soldiers who had just survived a bloody battle.
Yet, even so, Wei Daoxuan's side only held a slight disadvantage. This was because their power was immense; even when surrounded by multiple opponents, most of them could withstand the pressure or even counterattack.
And if they were truly allowed to join the battlefield, the scales of victory would undoubtedly tip in their favor.
"You won't have a chance. Surrender and be captured. If you admit defeat and are eliminated now, you can still live."
Xu Mu said calmly, looking at the two.
He didn't care about their strange abilities, nor did he care how strong or formidable they were, because his spirit, energy, and mind were at their peak.
This meant he could draw his bow many times.
That kind of ability could turn them into phantoms and allow them to escape his grasp, but could the Great Dao not intercept them? Therefore, he was sure to win, he simply didn't want to waste energy, as more arduous battles awaited him.
Wei Daoxuan ignored him and gathered power in his palm, pushing Wei Daojue fiercely.
*Bang!*
The latter instantly shot out from his position and charged towards Wanyan Zhenyao not far away.
"Hehehehehe!"
A chilling shriek echoed, and Wanyan Zhenyao felt a chill down his spine. In the next second, he was struck by an incredibly terrifying black mist and sent flying for countless meters.
Wei Daojue, having struck successfully, did not press his advantage. Instead, he targeted the next person engaged in fierce combat, constantly launching sneak attacks and relieving pressure, truly roaming the battlefield like a ghost.
Seeing this, Xu Mu stopped talking to Wei Daoxuan. He raised his hand and threw a punch. The latter transformed into mist and vanished directly into space, his form seemingly disappearing.
"You can't catch me. On the contrary, I can control you," Wei Daoxuan's voice was hoarse. His ghost mist enveloped Xu Mu, like a quagmire, rendering him immobile.
Xu Mu stood in the ghost mist, his brow furrowed, as he realized his Dao source could not completely purify this ghostly mist.
"Fine, I won't waste any more time with you." Xu Mu glanced at Wei Daojue, who was freely moving through the crowd, then took out the Goblin Bow again and shot an arrow at the cloud of ghost mist that had trapped him.
*Bang!*
The Great Dao arrow left the string and exploded. Countless Great Dao threads shredded everything in sight. Even the mist was torn into eight pieces, but after a moment, the cloud of mist reassembled.
Xu Mu's pupils contracted. Could the Great Dao arrow also be ineffective against Wei Daoxuan's ability?
"I told you, you have no way."
"When your frontal battlefield is completely defeated, that's when I'll get revenge for my brother!"
Wei Daoxuan's voice was weak, seemingly exhausted.
"Quickly form the Small Dragon Elephant Array, be careful of Wei Daojue!" Wanyan Zhenyao shouted, enduring the pain of almost fainting.
But at the same time, Wei Daojue had already seriously injured many people. Even Qian Qian and Qi Lan were ambushed, forcing them to abandon their siege of Ling Shu.
The tide of battle seemed about to turn because of him alone.
On the other side, Xu Mu, enveloped in ghost mist, felt a touch of helplessness. He hadn't expected these two people's abilities to be so troublesome. He had clearly held Wei Daoxuan and Wei Daojue by their throats, yet they still escaped.
"Brother Mu Xu, please finish it quickly! We can't hold on much longer!" Wanyan Zhenze was also ambushed and urged loudly.
Upon hearing this, Xu Mu directly tore off the cloth wrapped around the Goblin Bow. Instantly, countless small, human-like eyes opened on the body of this magnificent and extremely eerie bow and arrow.
"Giggle giggles—"
The laughter of little girls, like a nursery rhyme, echoed in the space. Everyone who heard it felt a chill down their spines, more terrified than when facing ghosts or gods.
Including Wei Daoxuan himself.
Because Xu Mu's bow was currently aimed directly at him.
"Devour him, Goblin," Xu Mu raised the bow but did not draw the string. He simply felt instinctively that he could do it, so he spoke these words.
Instantly, the Goblin Bow, Silvan, awakened. Green demonic energy emanated from its body, mixed with a few strands of yellow. It condensed into the shape of a snarling demon and lunged towards the ghost mist in the sky, gnawing at it.
"Ah—no!" Wei Daoxuan let out a scream. The ghost mist in the sky was rapidly dissipating. In just a few seconds, it was completely devoured by the demonic energy.
Wei Daoxuan himself was forced to reveal his true form, falling to the ground in terror.
"Brother!" Wei Daojue shouted from afar, his heart trembling. He hadn't expected his brother's ability to be broken. This was an extremely rare shadow ability!
Wei Daojue braced himself and charged forward, seemingly intending to rescue Wei Daoxuan. But this time, Xu Mu gave him no chance. He stepped forward and stomped on Wei Daoxuan's chest.
*Rumble!*
The cracked ground shattered again. Wei Daoxuan's chest bones, along with the stones, all turned to powder.
Wei Daoxuan was dead.
Xu Mu's palm manifested the character "Li" (離), and the Innate Eight Trigrams technique was instantly activated. He then charged towards Wei Daojue, spitting flames.
"Brother!" Wei Daojue cried out. But he had no time for grief. His body instantly turned into mist, and he turned to flee.
But at this moment, Xu Mu had already aimed his bow at Wei Daojue.
Wei Daojue was decisive. He had no time to think and directly crushed the jade slip in his hand, intending to escape and survive.
But in the next second, his body was devoured by the Goblin. After the ghost mist dispersed, Wei Daojue was reduced to nothing, not even his bones remaining.
Thus, the two great ghost kings of Shou Ding Mountain were both annihilated!