Episode 120: Ghost Ten-Claw!

The gaunt figure of Ghost Claw stood motionless, as if cast from bronze and iron, unwavering and solid. His hands moved with astonishing speed; each swipe of his claws sparked a trail of flames.

Huoqi’s roar echoed like a wild beast’s, his assault raging like a furious ocean storm. Yet Ghost Claw was like a towering reef—no matter how violent the waves, they shattered upon impact.

Tang Tian watched, mesmerized.

Now, Huoqi was even fiercer than before, but still, he found no way to gain the upper hand against Ghost Claw.

The Ghost Claw before him was overwhelmingly powerful—almost alien in its strength.

Each claw stroke was unbelievably swift, as if slicing through the air itself, leaving a cascade of fiery sparks.

Ferocious!

Each strike was not evasive or elusive, but fiercely direct—fast and forceful, meeting Huoqi blow for blow without yielding an inch.

With his current strength, Tang Tian could hold his own against ordinary sixth-rank warriors, but against Huoqi, he was barely able to resist. Huoqi’s rank? At least seventh, Tang Tian reckoned.

And after fusion, Huoqi’s rank?

Tang Tian found it difficult to judge, but he could discern clearly that fused Huoqi was far more powerful than before.

Ghost Claw’s strength, as Bing had said earlier, was seventh rank.

A seventh-rank Ghost Claw facing fused Huoqi should be evenly matched.

Yet...

The scene before Tang Tian gave him the impression that Ghost Claw held the advantage.

As if sensing Tang Tian’s doubt, Bing’s voice echoed in his mind.

“Find it strange? It’s not strange at all. This is true martial skill. Ghost Claw’s raw power isn’t that great, but his creation—the Fire Sickle Ghost Claw—and his mastery of claw techniques, is genuinely at the master level. Whether it’s the mechanized armor corps, the secret treasure streams of the Bright Martial Assembly, or this current method relying on soul generals, what truly decides the battle is martial skill.”

“That’s why I made you painstakingly refine your martial arts over and over—only through this can you grasp the essence of such techniques. Other things—secret treasures, mechanized armor, instincts—exist only to better unleash the power of your martial skill.”

“Watch carefully this fight. Master-level claw technique isn’t something you see every day.”

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Hidden in the shadows, Kong Yiyu watched the gaunt figure with eyes shining brightly.

Fire Sickle Ghost Claw!

She knew the senior masters within the Bright Martial Assembly well; the infamous Fire Sickle Ghost Claw was no stranger to her. Yet witnessing such transcendent mastery firsthand left her dazed.

Having just broken into eighth rank, her raw power surpassed Ghost Claw’s, but in a direct fight, she knew she would be no match for this senior.

Truly worthy of being a master-level claw technique!

When any martial art surpasses the master level, it means its power can transcend rank limitations. The sparks flying before her, each claw of Ghost Claw’s was a feast for the eyes.

Swift, yet not so fast as to be invisible—on the contrary, each strike was crystal clear.

And these clearly visible Fire Sickle Ghost Claws effortlessly blocked Huoqi’s attacks.

A look of admiration crossed her eyes. She had to admit, Ghost Claw’s comprehension of martial skill far exceeded hers. This level of claw technique was the first she had witnessed in person.

Tang Tian actually possessed the soul general of Senior Ghost Claw—he must have inherited Ghost Claw’s martial soul. No wonder she found Tang Tian’s armor somewhat familiar—peacock blue.

Tang Tian’s strength astonished her greatly; now carrying the legacy of Fire Sickle Ghost Claw, his future was boundless. She immediately conceived the desire to win him over.

But when Jing Hao appeared, she knew it was hopeless.

Though Jing Hao’s strength was currently less than hers, his foundation in the Assembly was far deeper.

Such a pity...

Her desire to recruit vanished, and she simply admired Ghost Claw’s Fire Sickle Ghost Claw purely from an aesthetic perspective. The name was renowned among the Assembly’s top claw techniques; however, this was her first time seeing it.

Her gaze shifted to the roaring Huoqi, and a strange expression flickered.

Unexpectedly... they truly achieved it...

These people would surely become great enemies of the Assembly!

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Tang Tian was quickly captivated by Ghost Claw’s Fire Sickle Ghost Claw.

Whether intentional or not, each of Ghost Claw’s strikes held Tang Tian spellbound. It was as if every minute detail was displayed vividly before his eyes—though nothing seemed overly complex, there was an indescribable beauty and mystery.

Tang Tian had sparred with Ghost Claw and personally experienced the power of Fire Sickle Ghost Claw, albeit when Ghost Claw’s strength was greatly diminished. Still, this added a profound, inexplicable feeling to every claw strike.

He struggled to articulate the sensation.

The Ghost Claw before him was dignified and upright, without a hint of ghostly aura, yet Tang Tian knew, from firsthand experience, that the Fire Sickle Ghost Claw could be steeped in ominous energy.

Tang Tian cast aside all thoughts of battle; his eyes fixed solely on the crystal-clear succession of claw strikes.

Among all martial arts, claw techniques were typically weak in raw power. Yet the Fire Sickle Ghost Claw in Ghost Claw’s hands could rival Huoqi in strength. Huoqi’s power was astonishingly great, surpassing even Tang Tian’s, yet no matter how fiercely Huoqi struck, he could not breach Ghost Claw’s defense.

Tang Tian’s gaze locked tightly on the sparks ignited by Ghost Claw’s five fingers rubbing through the air.

Generating sparks by scraping five fingers through the air is no small feat. Tang Tian’s intuition was sharp; he caught the ripples formed by Ghost Claw’s fingers slicing the air.

Wait!

Suddenly energized, Tang Tian’s mind sharpened.

The ripples created by Ghost Claw’s five fingers were unique—extremely flat and fine—like the wake of a sharp-bottomed boat skimming the water’s surface.

Could this be the secret of the Fire Sickle Ghost Claw?

Tang Tian’s eyes refused to look away. He curled his right hand, instinctively mimicking Ghost Claw’s movements.

At that moment, from afar, a disheveled barefoot giant appeared. The man’s clothes were tattered, and he carried a broad-backed greatsword on his back.

The barefoot giant glanced around; upon seeing Jing Hao, his eyes brightened. But when he noticed the soul general Jing Hao was fighting, his expression twisted with disdain.

He snorted coldly and shouted angrily, “Little Jing Hao, step aside!”

Jing Hao stiffened at the words, but the next moment, he scrambled aside, almost tumbling.

The barefoot giant drew his sword and bellowed, “Slash!”

A torrent of earth-colored energy descended like a waterfall from the sky.

Boom!

The earth shook, and everyone struggled to keep their footing as the yellow blade’s radiance trembled wildly, filling their vision with terror.

When the light faded, everyone was stunned by the sight before them.

A straight chasm, several yards wide and stretching miles long, split the entire Yu family’s land in two!

Huoqi, terrified by this earth-shattering slash, fled without hesitation.

Ghost Claw seemed momentarily stunned by this extraordinary strike, but then, his deep, night-black eyes ignited with flames. He suddenly threw back his head and let out a long, piercing howl—a sound sharp and grating yet as continuous and lingering as curling smoke.

He raised his right arm, fingers curved like hooks, pointing toward the direction Huoqi vanished.

“…You must be unwilling to accept this, aren’t you…”

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“The sparks from the Fire Sickle Ghost Claw must burn their eyes!”

That voice echoed deeply in his heart.

Ghost Claw’s elbow remained still, forearm lifting slightly as his true energy surged, his entire being radiating an astonishing aura. The ground beneath him began to crack rapidly.

“Huh?” The barefoot giant was visibly moved, instinctively turning his head to look. Such a powerful aura!

Kong Yiyu’s face showed shock as well. Could Senior Ghost Claw truly have grown this strong?

Before anyone could recover from the barefoot giant’s earth-shaking slash, another aura rose—no less formidable than the one before.

Everyone’s gaze instinctively shifted toward the source.

They witnessed a scene unforgettable for a lifetime.

Ghost Claw’s elbow sank; his five fingers, black as iron, slowly extended forward.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

Dazzling light exploded from his fingertips; the intense brilliance illuminated his gaunt form, his right claw engulfed entirely in blinding incandescent light.

The fingers’ glow rapidly intensified, becoming even more searingly bright.

The white radiance reflected everyone’s faces, all marked with shock and terror. Even the formidable Kong Yiyu and Jing Hao paled under the blinding light.

The emaciated figure embedded in the light was swallowed whole, indistinct.

All they could see was a dazzling, scorching orb of light.

Within the radiant orb, the iron-black hooked fingers suddenly snapped forward.

A bolt of lightning!

Only lightning could describe this light—blinding, scorching, supremely fast, utterly devastating!

A charred, smooth trench erupted, extending from beneath Ghost Claw’s feet into the distance. Everything along its path turned to ash and vanished.

The sudden burst of radiant light blinded everyone, leaving only a snowy blankness before their eyes. The suffocatingly powerful aura made that whiteness even more overwhelming.

When the light faded, the gaunt, hunched figure now exuded an arrogant, indomitable aura!

Even the barefoot giant’s face grew grave, eyes wide with astonishment, shouting in disbelief, “Fire Sickle Ghost Claw!”

Jing Hao was utterly stunned. He had witnessed how Tang Tian had tamed Senior Ghost Claw’s Peacock Blue soul general, and now Ghost Claw himself appeared before him, so powerful...

Ghost Claw slowly stood, the flames in his deep black eyes extinguished.

“The sparks from the Fire Sickle Ghost Claw must burn their eyes!”

Like an ordinary old man, stooped and slow, he quietly walked over to Tang Tian’s side.

All eyes immediately converged on Tang Tian once more.

The undefeated War God 120 — Ghost Claw! The chapter has been updated!