My brother is Shi Hao

Before the Netherworld Ghost King finished speaking, the temperature around him plummeted, a bone-chilling chill that threatened to freeze even the very soul. The swirling Netherworld ghost energy quickly condensed, transforming into countless sharp, pitch-black icicles. These, with devastating force, shot towards Shi Yi and Shi Hao.

"Not good!" Shi Yi's face changed, and his double pupils glowed with golden light. He tried his best to resist this terrifying attack. The golden light and the ice cones collided continuously, erupting with a deafening roar. Each collision was like a huge hammer hitting his heart, shaking Shi Yi's blood.

Elsewhere, Shi Hao also felt unprecedented pressure. The light of the Supreme Bone dimmed under the impact of countless ice cones. He was forced back, each step leaving deep footprints on the ground. "Damn it! How did this guy suddenly become so powerful!" Shi Hao gritted his teeth and desperately urged the power of the Supreme Bone. Golden runes formed a defensive barrier around him, but under the fierce attack, it seemed vulnerable.

"Hahaha! Despair! This is what happens when you mess with me!" The Netherworld Ghost King laughed maniacally, his figure hidden in the endless darkness, like a demon crawling from the depths of hell, emitting a terrifying aura that made people's hearts tremble. "I will crush your bones one by one and imprison your souls in endless darkness, with no hope of rebirth!"

Facing the Netherworld Ghost King's frenzied attacks, Shi Yi and Shi Hao were both caught in a bitter struggle. Their strength seemed so insignificant at this moment, like a small boat in a raging storm, vulnerable to being swallowed by the merciless waves at any moment. Just when they were about to give up...

Just as they were about to collapse, the divine weapon, which had been quietly hovering beside Shi Hao, suddenly trembled violently. A vast wave spread out from it, as if a dormant dragon had finally awakened. This wave, carrying an ancient and sacred aura, instantly swept across the entire battlefield, shocking even the Netherworld Ghost King.

Shi Hao felt the brunt of this wave, the subtle connection between him and the artifact becoming crystal clear. He seemed to hear a whisper from an ancient voice, a voice of guidance and encouragement. Without time to dwell on it, Shi Hao instinctively poured his power into the artifact. Golden light intertwined with the wave emanating from the artifact, forming a vast curtain of light that enveloped him and Shi Yi.

The Netherworld Ghost King's attack collided with the light curtain, like a drop in the ocean, instantly vanishing into thin air. The once invincible ice cones seemed vulnerable to this force, shattering into icy shards and dissipating into the air.

"What's going on?!" The Netherworld Ghost King was filled with shock and anger. He had never seen such a powerful force before, and it even made him feel a little scared. He launched another attack unwillingly, but no matter how hard he urged his ghost energy, he couldn't shake the light curtain in the slightest.

Shi Hao seized this opportunity, channeling the power of the artifact with all his might. Golden runes danced in his hands, like ancient texts imbued with the profound principles of heaven and earth. He vaguely sensed that he had touched upon some kind of law, a being that transcended power.

Shi Yi, shielded by the golden light, had a sharp gaze, his double pupils reflecting every detail of the battlefield. He keenly noticed that every time the Netherworld Ghost King launched an attack, the ghost energy around him would stagnate for a moment, and that was precisely the flaw in his ghost technique!

"Shi Hao, prepare to counterattack!" Shi Yi's voice rang out in Shi Hao's ears, his tone filled with unprecedented determination. He stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the Netherworld Ghost King, "Now is the time!"

Shi Hao understood what he meant and exchanged glances with Shi Yi. Both of them simultaneously erupted in astonishing aura...

Shi Hao and Shi Yi, one controls the power of the artifact, and the other knows the mystery of the battle. At this moment, they are like one, and their beliefs blend in the golden light.

"Now, Shi Hao!" Shi Yi's voice echoed in Shi Hao's ears like a loud bell. Every subtle movement of the Netherworld Ghost King was reflected in his double pupils. The trajectory of the ghost energy flow and the nodes where power gathered were all visible in Shi Yi's eyes.

Shi Hao didn't hesitate at all, the power of the artifact pouring out of his hands like a volcanic eruption. Golden runes swirled around him, forming a series of mysterious arrays that intertwined with the two golden lights that shot out from Shi Yi's double pupils.

"boom!"

The two forces merged, unleashing a deafening roar that threatened to tear the very world apart. A dazzling ray of light, like the breaking light of dawn and the roar of a giant dragon, charged directly at the Netherworld Ghost King with unparalleled might.

The Nether Ghost King's heart was filled with alarm. The terrifying power contained in the light made him tremble with fear. He wanted to evade, but found himself as if locked by an invisible force, unable to move at all.

"No! This is impossible!" The Ghost King of the Netherworld roared in despair. He tried his best to mobilize the ghost energy to form a thick defensive barrier in front of him.

However, all this is in vain.

The light was like a blast, instantly shattering the Nether Ghost King's defenses and slamming into him fiercely. The Nether Ghost King let out a shrill scream, and his ghost body seemed to be burning in a raging fire, billowing with black smoke.

"puff!"

The Ghost King of the Netherworld spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily into a pile of rocks in the distance.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Shi Yi and Shi Hao stood side by side, staring at the Ghost King of the Netherworld with cold eyes.

"Ahem..." The Netherworld Ghost King struggled to get up from the pile of rocks. His ghost energy had become extremely weak, and his breath was also very weak. He looked at Shi Yi and Shi Hao with resentment and said in a hoarse voice: "You...you just wait..."

Before he finished speaking, his figure flashed and turned into a black mist, escaping into the distance.

"Want to leave?!" Shi Hao saw this and was about to chase after him, but was stopped by Shi Yi.

"Don't chase a desperate enemy." Shi Yi shook his head and turned his gaze to where the Nether Ghost King had been. There, the divine weapon emitted an even brighter light, as if beckoning them...

"Will he come back?" Shi Hao looked at the direction where the Netherworld Ghost King disappeared, with some childishness still between his brows.

Shi Yi shook his head. "Seriously injured, he won't dare to act rashly anytime soon. Moreover," he paused, his gaze fixed on the increasingly dazzling light ahead, "the power of this divine weapon is enough to deter him."

Shi Hao followed Shi Yi's gaze, his eyes gleaming with desire. The artifact was so close, as if within reach, but he had a vague premonition that this final journey might not be as smooth as he had imagined.

"Let's go." Shi Yi seemed to see through what Shi Hao was thinking. He patted him on the shoulder and walked towards the artifact first.

The two walked side by side, each step exceptionally steady. As the distance between them shortened, the ancient pressure grew stronger, as if an invisible mountain were pressing down on their hearts, making it difficult to breathe.

Shi Hao gritted his teeth and channeled the power of the Supreme Bone within him, barely managing to withstand the pressure. He turned to look at Shi Yi beside him, only to find that he looked normal, as if the pressure didn't even exist.

Shi Yi seemed to sense something, and turned to Shi Hao with a faint smile, "No need to resist, just feel it with your heart."

Shi Hao was startled at the words, then closed his eyes, cleared his mind, and allowed the pressure to envelop him. Gradually, he felt a strange power surge into his body. This power was ancient and vast, carrying the vicissitudes of time and the weight of history. However, it did not repel him, but instead seemed to guide him.

After an unknown amount of time, Shi Hao opened his eyes again, his vision clear. He looked at Shi Yi, his eyes filled with gratitude and admiration.

"Let's go, we're almost there." Shi Yi nodded slightly and continued walking forward.

However, just as they were about to touch the light, a massive curtain of light appeared out of nowhere, blocking their path. The curtain was covered in dense runes, gleaming with a strange light, like a natural barrier, separating them from the artifact.

Shi Yi stopped and stared at the light curtain in front of him. A trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, "It seems that the final test has come..."