Lord Death Is Now Back Home by Chris novel Chapter 1083

Chapter 1083 Ghost Sect Annihilation

"Attack!"

No reminder was needed. Tens of thousands of Martial Hall disciples, gritting their teeth, sneering, brandishing their weapons, charged towards the Ghost Sect disciples.

In an instant, the battle intensified! All the Martial Hall disciples knew that once they joined Martial Hall, they had no choice but to obey Chris's orders. For if they betrayed Martial Hall, death was their only fate. The corpses of the thousands of defectors served as the most potent proof.

Seeing this, Tiger sneered. "These deserters, these traitors, are not worth pitying!" Meanwhile, Chris calmly poured himself a cup of tea, the fragrance lingering in the air. In truth, these outcomes were within his expectations. Among the diverse group of disciples who joined Martial Hall, some turning traitor was expected. Chris's task was to purge these turncoats, leaving behind only the elite, the loyal.

Meanwhile, Devil's Frown's expression turned incredibly grim. He suddenly realized that the Martial Hall disciples, with no retreat left, had become even more ferocious, ready to trade their lives for their cause, even in death, taking chunks of flesh from their opponents.

The casualties among the Ghost Sect disciples became severe. If this continued, his disciples would be annihilated! If that were to happen, the price would be unbearable!

With this thought, Devil's Frown suddenly turned his gaze towards Chris. There's a saying, "Catch the ringleader first!" Only by killing Chris could the Ghost Sect break free from the current predicament.

"Chris, today we settle this with a fight to the death! I will kill you and seize all the Dragon Emblem fragments on you!" With a roar, Devil's Frown looked at Chris with infinite killing intent. Terrifying murderous aura burst forth from him.

At the same time, a blur streaked past. Devil's Frown, wielding the Ghost Head Blade, lunged towards Chris. His speed was as fast as lightning, his momentum earth-shattering. Wherever he went, chaos followed, showing his extraordinary strength.

Meanwhile, Chris remained calm, still savoring his tea, seemingly enjoying himself to the fullest. This further stoked Devil's Frown's anger. As the branch head of Ghost Sect, the first envoy of the Hall of Death, no one had ever dared to disrespect him like this. It was simply too much!

"Chris, you are too arrogant! Die!" With a shout, Devil's Frown exerted all his strength. The chilling Ghost Head Blade was about to strike.

"This tea is excellent, but someone has disturbed my enjoyment, deserving nothing but death!" Suddenly, Chris set down his teacup. Clang! A Dragon Spring Sword appeared in Chris's hand. "Die!" he bellowed. Chris transformed into a divine dragon, wielding the Dragon Spring Sword, confronting Devil's Frown.