The three of them had all summoned their respective strongest defenses, which could be considered barely dodging a disaster.

However, the Thunder Ghost King off to the side did not have such good luck.

He had already been heavily injured and was at his last breath under the siege of Brook, Thalen Wren, and the others.

And right now, facing Alex’s fierce attack, the Nether Earth Ghost King, Heavenly Fiend Ghost King, and Bright Candle Ghost King could not even fend for themselves.

Who had the free time to pay attention to him?

Positioned at the same distance, the Thunder Ghost King, with absolutely zero defense, took a direct hit from the Nature’s Wrath-Shattering Fist blessed by the Divine Wood Starry Sky Armor.

When the might of the punch scattered, the Thunder Ghost King was seen to be directly evaporated and vaporized, his body crushed and bones shattered.

Only a wisp of gloomy ghost qi remained, floating in midair.

It was casually grabbed from the air by Alex and stored inside a jade slip, as if randomly storing a trophy.

"You three, how was it?" Alex looked at the three Great Ghost Kings before him, smiling with interest.

"My performance has only just begun."

"To actually collect us Ghost Kings like slain minor ghosts..." Alex’s casual act of collecting the Thunder Ghost King’s yin qi remnant soul brought tremendous shock to the Heavenly Fiend Ghost King’s heart.

"Is this fellow really human?"

The Bright Candle Ghost King’s small face was already deathly pale. Her petite body, including the small hands gripping the candlestick, was trembling uncontrollably.

"Old Man Nether Earth, just what kind of monster did you provoke? It is one thing for you to be unlucky yourself, but why did you have to drag us into this doom together?"

"If I had known this monster was so terrifying, there is no way I would have come no matter what!"

"We are already here, what is the use of saying this now?" Although the Nether Earth Ghost King was equally terrified, on the surface he still forced a calm facade, he said deeply.

"Although his armor’s defensive power is very strong, it cannot be completely flawless. If the three of us join forces, we might not necessarily fail to be his match!"

Up until this moment, imperceptibly, the hearts of the three Great Ghost Kings had long undergone a transformation.

Originally, the Nether Earth Ghost King was entirely focused on hacking Alex into a thousand pieces to exact revenge.

The Heavenly Fiend Ghost King and Bright Candle Ghost King were both thinking about quickly finishing the job, obtaining the Nether Earth Soul Chase secret technique, and going back to study it slowly.

But at this very moment, their inner thoughts finally reached a consensus.

That was, at all costs, they had to kill this monster, lest their Four Great Ghost Kings, who had survived for tens of thousands of years, all die at his hands.

"Brat, did you think my Heavenly Fiend God-Imprisoning Formation was merely used to restrict your movements?" The Heavenly Fiend Ghost King gritted his teeth.

"Watch how this King rips your soul out and grinds it into dust!"

"Heavenly Fiend Ghost Soldiers, manifest!"

The Heavenly Fiend Ghost King raised his index and middle fingers, letting out a furious shout.

Dozens of black astral winds surfaced out of thin air, condensing into black mist giants.

Every single one was ten meters tall, wielding long swords.

Their entire bodies were enveloped in thick black mist, with only blood-red eyes embedded within, looking incredibly terrifying.

"Kill!" A savage sneer curled at his mouth as he pointed his finger at Alex.

The next second, the black mist ghost soldiers simultaneously went into action, taking murderous strides and charging straight at Alex.

"Puppets condensed from ghost qi? This move is not bad." Alex stroked his chin, a smile appearing on his face.

"Since you are so generous, then I will show you a bit more good stuff."

With that, Alex took out the blue gemstone and unhurriedly slapped it against his chest.

"Raging Sea Heavenly Nether Holy Sword!"

The blue gemstone transformed into gentle blue light, merging into his body.

The next second, streaks of blue light surged out, converging in the palm of his left hand.

The three Great Ghost Kings froze, abruptly focusing their gazes. In an instant, the blue light condensed into a physical entity, transforming into a giant blue sword.

The blade was pale blue, radiating a chilling coldness, as if forged from millennium-old profound ice.

The hilt was a heavy, deep blue. Just looking at it made one feel a strong sense of oppression, as if it had been salvaged from the deepest primeval ocean.

"This... what kind of sword is this?" The Bright Candle Ghost King stared blankly.

"The tier and power of this sword does not yield in the slightest to the armor on his body."

The Heavenly Fiend Ghost King looked at the Nether Earth Ghost King, his expression complicated. "Brother Nether Earth, this brat is hiding such treasures, why did you not tell us beforehand? Could it be you were afraid that after hearing about it, we would fear his strength and not dare to help?"

"Heavenly Fiend, do you think this old man would do something so foolish?" The Nether Earth Ghost King said with a bitter face.

"When this brat fought me last time, he fundamentally did not use any of these things. Who could have imagined he was hiding such terrifying trump cards?"

To tell the truth, at this moment, the Nether Earth Ghost King’s heart could be described as bitterly sour and unbearable, filled with mixed feelings.

Being heavily injured by a human brat, forced to abandon his cave and flee for his life, could already be considered extremely humiliating.

But who could have imagined there was something even more humiliating.

That was, when the other party fought him, he had not used his full strength at all. Using merely half, perhaps even less than half, of his strength, he had completely and utterly crushed him.

To the Nether Earth Ghost King, this was simply more painful than killing him.