The Immortal Physician's Transmigration: Miraculous Rejuvenation

Ye Yuanchen and the others watched helplessly as the Ghost King's black flame-infused blade swept down with overwhelming force. The black flames seemed capable of devouring everything, and the air crackled and burned wherever they passed. Ye Yuanchen acted decisively, unleashing the power of the "Spirit Phoenix Guardian Pendant" to its fullest extent. A shield shimmering with golden light instantly unfolded before them.

The demon-headed saber struck the shield, unleashing a deafening roar. The golden shield flickered and trembled violently, as if it would shatter at any moment. Ye Yuanchen's expression was grave, veins bulging on his forehead as he struggled to maintain the shield. "Everyone, hold on! This shield won't last much longer. We must find an opportunity to counterattack as soon as possible!"

Knowing the situation was critical, Mu Wanyue bit her lip and deeply fused the Spirit Whip with the mysterious power within her body. Pink and seven-colored light flashed wildly on the tip of the whip. Seizing the gap in the Ghost King's attack, she swung the whip fiercely, unleashing a modified version of the "Spirit Void Illusion World-Destroying Whip." The whip tip, like a nimble dragon, instantly split into several streaks of light, piercing towards the gaps in the Ghost King's armor from different directions.

Lingyao brandished her five-colored staff, and multicolored light swirled and danced around her before coalescing into a massive five-colored pillar of light that shot towards the Ghost King. This pillar of light contained powerful purifying energy, attempting to weaken the dark aura emanating from the Ghost King. "I'll try my best to hold it back; you guys find an opportunity to attack its weak points!" Lingyao shouted.

Lu Zixuan's hands moved with lightning speed, forming hand seals as he chanted incantations, unleashing an ancient and powerful spell. Streaks of runic light flew from his hands, weaving into a complex runic array in the air, slowly enveloping the Ghost King. The runic array shimmered with a mysterious light; once formed, it would temporarily bind the Ghost King's movements.

Bai Youruo played the Lingxu Lingyin Flute, its melodious sound filled with a chilling aura. The spiritual energy contained within the flute's melody, like an invisible thread, precisely penetrated the Ghost King's consciousness, disrupting its mind and interfering with its attack rhythm.

Although temporarily restrained by the combined attacks of the group, the Ghost King was still too powerful and struggled frantically. It brandished its ghost-headed blade, slashing at the surrounding light, attempting to break through the encirclement. "You lowly ants of the spirit world, don't even think about trapping me!" the Ghost King roared, its voice filled with rage and resentment.

Ye Yuanchen keenly sensed that the Ghost King's power was constantly being depleted, and its attacks were beginning to become somewhat chaotic. "Everyone, put in more effort! Its power is weakening, let's continue attacking its weak points!" Ye Yuanchen shouted, and at the same time unleashed the strongest strike of the "Spirit Realm Chaos Suppressing God Technique." Golden sword energy, like a dazzling meteor, pierced through the darkness and shot towards the gaps in the Ghost King's armor.

Just then, an unexpected event occurred. The Ghost King, which had been trapped by the rune array, suddenly unleashed a powerful force from somewhere, breaking free from the array's restraints. It swung its ghost-head blade fiercely, shattering the five-colored pillar of light, and then pounced towards Ye Yuanchen.

Ye Yuanchen couldn't dodge in time and was grazed on the arm by the Ghost King's ghost-head blade, causing blood to splatter out. "Young Master Ye!" Mu Wanyue exclaimed in surprise, her eyes filled with worry.

However, Ye Yuanchen did not back down at all. He endured the excruciating pain in his arm and once again unleashed "Chaotic Phoenix Strike". The golden phoenix phantom appeared and disappeared in the sword energy, charging towards the Ghost King with a world-destroying momentum. Mu Wanyue also wielded the Spirit Void Whip and rushed towards the Ghost King without regard for anything else, fighting alongside Ye Yuanchen.

Seeing this, Lingyao waved her five-colored staff, unleashing all its power. The five-colored light transformed into countless sharp blades, raining down on the Ghost King. Lu Zixuan and Bai Youruo also exerted all their strength, using their respective spells to provide support for Ye Yuanchen and Mu Wanyue.

Under the desperate attacks of everyone, the Ghost King finally revealed an opening once again. Ye Yuanchen seized the opportunity and fiercely stabbed the golden sword energy into the gap in the Ghost King's armor. At the same time, Mu Wanyue's spirit whip successfully wrapped around the Ghost King's arm, pulling hard and causing the Ghost King to lose his balance.

The Ghost King let out a deafening roar, his body swayed a few times, and finally collapsed to the ground. As the Ghost King fell, the surrounding evil spirits instantly lost their will to fight and turned into black smoke and dissipated.

Ye Yuanchen and the others breathed a sigh of relief as they looked at the fallen Ghost King. However, before they could rest, a mysterious light suddenly rose from the ground, and a blurry figure appeared within the light.

"You... have passed the test..." The blurry figure's voice was deep and distant, as if it came from ancient times.

"A test? Who are you?" Ye Yuanchen asked warily, while gripping the Spirit Void Holy Sword tightly in his hand.

"I am the guardian of this area... The Netherworld Halberd... is nearby... but you must solve a mystery... to find it..." the mysterious figure said slowly.

"What riddle? Tell me quickly!" Mu Wanyue asked eagerly.

The mysterious figure paused slightly, then said, "On the edge of life and death, where light and darkness intertwine, find that eternal balance point, and the Netherworld Holy Halberd will appear..." After speaking, the mysterious figure gradually disappeared, leaving Ye Yuanchen and the others pondering the meaning of the riddle.

Ye Yuanchen and the others knew that this was the key clue to finding the Netherworld Sacred Halberd. But the mystery was obscure and difficult to understand. How could they decipher its meaning and find the so-called "eternal balance point"? At this dangerous border between the Spirit Realm and the Underworld, would they encounter new crises? Everything was full of unknowns, but their belief in saving the Spirit Realm was as firm as a rock, and they would continue their arduous journey to find the divine artifact.