Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 611 The Dragon-Tiger Sword Slays a Hundred Ghosts' Howls, Mysterious Sound Discusses the Dao, Breaking Through the Netherworld (Seeking Rewards and Subscriptions!)

Behind the towering, bone-like mountain gate, seemingly built from ancient demonic remains, lay not the eerie ghost realm everyone had imagined, but rather a strange and magnificent sight.

Faced with the arrival of the immortals from the Taiqing Immortal Sect, the two Mahayana Dao Lords of the Myriad Manifestations Palace, Bishui Tianjun and Shigu Yinzun, actually greeted them with the highest level of etiquette.

Inside the mountain gate, a "Netherworld Jade Steps" paved with condensed Netherworld Yin Qi led directly to the main hall.

On either side of the jade steps stood enormous skeletal figures of various shapes and sizes. Some were ferocious bone dragons coiled around, while others were hundred-armed bone demons leaning on the ground. In their eye sockets, ghostly blue soul flames danced, emanating a silent yet powerful pressure.

Countless disciples of the Myriad Manifestations Palace, including true disciples, nominal disciples, and inner disciples, dressed in gray-black and pale bone ornaments, stood solemnly on both sides, all with pale faces and piercing eyes.

Lu Cheng, dressed in a Taoist robe, walked with composure on the Netherworld Jade Steps. A faint light seemed to ripple beneath his feet, silently repelling the Yin energy that tried to invade him.

In most cases, this refined Yin energy is harmless and can even be very beneficial to cultivators who practice Yin-based Taoist techniques.

However, cultivators from major orthodox sects would naturally not covet the Yin energy of the Myriad Manifestations Palace.

Moreover, someone harboring murderous intent would not covet this bit of Yin energy at this moment, leaving a hidden danger of "implosion" for the subsequent battle.

Behind Lu Cheng, his wives and concubines Xiao Yuhong, Xiao Yuxue, and Xue Yuzhen, along with thirty-six true disciples whose auras were either sharp or profound, appeared like a cluster of brilliant stars, suddenly drawn into this heavy, dark painting.

It was also because Lu Cheng brought so many wives, concubines, and disciples with him that the high-level cultivators of the Myriad Manifestations Palace on the other side felt more at ease.

"The presence of Master Lu is an honor to our humble abode! I am deeply sorry that I was unable to greet you from afar!" The voice of the Azure Water Heavenly Lord was gentle, yet it naturally carried a profound and icy quality.

He had a slender face, wore a dark blue robe, and was extremely dignified. There seemed to be an invisible mist around him, like a dark sea that could overturn the world at any moment.

This Mahayana Daoist Master possessed profound and far-reaching achievements; he was a highly accomplished cultivator of the Myriad Manifestations Palace, second only to the Ghostly Yama in his time.

Now he is the number one cultivator in this sect. It is said that with his magical power, he can draw the most yin, cold, poisonous and evil Yellow Spring True Water from the unfathomable Netherworld Yellow Spring. He then mixes and dilutes it with spiritual water from the mortal world, and it is extremely powerful for body refining and cultivation, bringing endless benefits!
Back when the ancient demons raged in the Immortal Realm, this person went into seclusion and did not show up, simply because his cultivation had already reached the late Mahayana stage thousands of years ago, and he did not care about the chaos in the mortal world.

Standing beside him was the completely different Bone-Eating Yin Venerable. His body was withered like a ten-thousand-year-old corpse, draped in a cloak woven from gray-white bones. His eye sockets were sunken, with only two pale white phosphorescent flames flickering. His aura was sinister and eerie, sending chills down one's spine at the sight of him!
"Fellow Daoist Biyue and Fellow Daoist Yinzun are too kind. I have long heard that the Myriad Manifestations Senluo Palace guards the nine Netherworld Eyes and protects the peace of this world, which is an unparalleled merit. I, Lu, also admire it. Today, I have brought my disciples to pay my respects. Please forgive any inconvenience caused." Lu Cheng said with a smile, his tone peaceful. The "unparalleled merit of suppressing the Netherworld" mentioned in his words is the greatest achievement of the Myriad Manifestations Senluo Palace.

However, a barely perceptible shadow crossed the depths of the eyes of the Azure Water Heavenly Lord opposite him, but it was quickly suppressed.

The guests and hosts entered the grand hall, forged from ancient cold iron and mysterious dark stone, and took their seats.

Countless bone lamps hung high from the dome of the Senluo Hall, their eerie soul flames flickering and casting a pale white light that made the faces of those inside appear strange.

The hall was still filled with a chilling wind that seemed to freeze one's very blood.

"Hahaha, compared to the Taiqing Immortal Realm, we in the Myriad Manifestations Realm are located in the Nine Earths, inevitably cold and miserable, which has caused my fellow cultivators to suffer."

Seeing that behind Lu Cheng, the female cultivator Yun Ling'er was secretly using her magic to repel the Yin energy attacking her, Bi Shui Tian Jun couldn't help but laugh.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, which were nothing more than formalities, Biyue Tianjun and Shigu Yinzun saw that Lu Cheng was accompanied by his family and disciples and was in a very relaxed manner. Their vigilance eased a bit, and they took it as a normal sect exchange.

During the conversation, the two discussed the matter of the Western Great Zen Temple converting the Myriad Wonders Ghost Mother, and Lu Cheng also clearly stood on the side of the Myriad Manifestations Palace.

He said, "Abandoning Taoism for Buddhism, abandoning one's sect and family—such actions are hardly worthy of the eyes of a true practitioner."

Upon hearing this, the Azure Water Heavenly Lord and the Bone-Eating Yin Venerable exchanged a smile.

Since it is an exchange, the discussion and debate between the disciples of the two sects is naturally an essential part of the matter.

Furthermore, in front of people like Lu Cheng, Ming Que, Bi Shui, and Shi Gu, low-level cultivators have a great advantage in both discussing the Dao and fighting swords. Normally, which sect master is not concerned with their own cultivation? When do they have time to take care of their disciples like this?
"It would be boring for us to discuss Daoist techniques and swordsmanship without any prizes. How about this, I have some magical treasures and pills here. Whoever can defeat my disciple can take them."

Lu Cheng seemed to be in high spirits. With a wave of his Taoist robe, flags, swords, long banners, ruyi scepters, rulers, scissors and other items flew out. They all had extraordinary auras and were even treasures of the eighth or ninth rank, radiating precious light.

"This person is truly wealthy; it seems he doesn't intend to leave empty-handed."

Biyue Tianjun made a joke, and with a wave of his Taoist robe, he summoned several magical treasures and pills, which, apart from being slightly fewer in number, were no less powerful than the treasures in Lucheng.

Originally, the exchanges between the two sects were entirely based on the voluntary participation of their disciples. However, ordinary disciples now dare not step forward, otherwise, if they lose a few rounds, it is hard to guarantee that their own patriarchs will not settle scores later because of the financial pain.

Of course, this is also a small gamble. If you win, you will gain face and benefits for your ancestor, and the benefits will be immeasurable.

Who goes first?

Lu Cheng turned around and asked this question. Then, a true disciple dressed in a black and white Taoist robe, with a sharp edge between his eyebrows, stepped forward. He was none other than Shi Sheng Dao Ren, Lu Cheng's true disciple.

He bowed respectfully towards the direction of the Myriad Manifestations Palace and said, "Shi Sheng of the Taiqing Sect requests guidance from the fellow disciples of the Myriad Manifestations Sect."

Today, Shi Sheng has already advanced to the ninth level of the Primordial Spirit Realm, and is only half a step away from breaking through.

At a glance, Biyue Tianjun could tell that this person possessed profound magical power and pure sword energy. After a moment's thought, he turned around and called out, "Guilinzi, go and spar with your junior brother Shi."

A young man with a cold aura, holding a long banner, stepped out from among the cultivators of the Myriad Manifestations Hall. He was Zhou Yiyun, the true disciple of the Bone-Eating Yin Venerable, known as "Ghost Phosphorus".

Without saying much, the two began to fight in a makeshift area within the hall.

The sword light from the stone was like a bolt of lightning. It was a product of the "Male and Female Dragon and Tiger Demon Refining Sword Scripture," which focused on the masculine and fierce path. Therefore, the sword light could split the sky and cleave mountains with great force.

Zhou Yiyun waved the bone banner in his hand, phosphorescent flames filled the sky, ghostly howls echoed, and countless ferocious bone claws and phosphorescent fire dragons attacked.

In an instant, sword energy crisscrossed the hall, and a chilling wind howled.

Although the Azure Water Heavenly Lord personally selected the generals, he could not summon a Void Returning cultivator to compete with Shi Sheng in sword fighting; instead, he summoned a Nascent Soul Ninth Level cultivator.

However, Zhou Yiyun had failed to break through once this week due to the depletion of sect resources, so his spiritual sense and magical power were slightly higher than those of an ordinary ninth-level primordial spirit.

However, under Lu Cheng's personal tutelage, Shi Sheng ascended from the mortal realm to the Earthly Immortal Realm, possessing an incredibly solid foundation in cultivation and exceptionally rich experience in sword fighting.

After a hundred exchanges of swordsmanship, Shi Sheng's sword mind became clear, and no matter how many ghostly shadows surrounded him and how the phosphorescent fire corroded his bones, his sword light remained steadfast and unwavering.

After a hundred moves, he spotted an opening in his opponent's defense and shouted, "Break!"

The sword light he wielded suddenly surged, transforming into a dazzling rainbow that tore through the darkness, severing the main pole of the White Bone Banner with unparalleled precision.

As the sword struck and the banner crumbled, Gui Linzi Zhou Yiyun let out a muffled groan, staggered backward, and turned deathly pale.

"You flatter me." Shi Sheng sheathed his sword and stood calmly.

Despite their initial defeat, the disciples of the Myriad Manifestations Palace were still able to remain composed.

The Azure Water Heavenly Lord smiled and bestowed upon Daoist Shisheng a jade pendant. This jade pendant, when worn, has the effect of protecting one from all evil spirits and can ward off all poisons and evil influences. Moreover, it has a miraculous effect of calming the mind and spirit during cultivation, making it a precious treasure for Daoist practice.

Following that, the second and third disciples of the Myriad Manifestations Hall stepped onto the stage to face off against the other disciples of the Taiqing Sect.

Wan Shuang'er's Ice Soul Cold Light Technique froze the void, freezing her opponent's Yin Sha Divine Power; Zhang Zhaodi's Taoist magic drew upon strands of star power to break evil and suppress demons; and other disciples used exquisite talisman arrays to imprison the Netherworld... The Taiqing disciples each displayed their strengths, and after five or six rounds, none of them suffered a defeat.

After a series of battles, the Taiqing Sect won many prizes, such as rare Yin-attribute spiritual materials or jade slips recording secret techniques.

With each victory, the gloom on the faces of the disciples of the Myriad Manifestations Palace deepened, and the atmosphere inside the palace became increasingly heavy and oppressive.

The discussion session.

Miao Chuyun stood in the center of the Senluo Hall, his Taoist robe fluttering without wind, facing Ming Huaizi, a disciple of the Bone-Eating Yin Venerable whose aura was far more profound and mysterious than his own.

He said in a loud voice, "What you just discussed is nothing more than the superficial aspects of ghostly arts. What I want to discuss with you is the great path of ghost cultivation and the wrong path to enlightenment."

"Oh? I wish to hear the esteemed cultivator Taiqing elaborate on his profound theories of the Ghost Path!" Ming Huaizi, who had cultivated the Ghost Path for thousands of years, was naturally unconvinced.

Miao Chuyun's eyes were clear as she slowly spoke:
"The Ghost Path belongs to a separate branch of the Daoist sect. Its existence is based on acting on behalf of the Heavenly Dao, holding the power of reincarnation in the underworld, regulating Yin and Yang, and maintaining order. Although this duty is often accompanied by gloom and death, and sounds unpleasant, it is indispensable for the operation of heaven and earth and the balance of Yin and Yang. Therefore, the Ghost Path has existed for thousands of years."

This statement affirms the necessity and inevitability of the ghost path, embodying the principle of giving before taking in Daoist philosophy. Ming Huaizi nodded repeatedly in agreement.

"However, what is ghostly energy? Ultimately, it is the yin aspect of the world, the turbid energy of the world, inevitably embodying the eighteen evils of poverty, sorrow, decline, disaster, shame, cruelty, stench, pain, and death! Unless one's fate is extremely unique or one possesses an extremely great destiny, humans and ghosts are on different paths, and humans should try their best to avoid being on the same path as ghosts for a long time."

"Logically speaking, ghost cultivators act on behalf of Heaven and govern reincarnation. They should be in a position of advantage, making it easier for them to comprehend the mysteries of life and death and glimpse a glimpse of immortality than ordinary cultivators. This logic seems plausible, but it is actually erroneous!"

"This is because the path of ghost cultivation, regardless of its initial cause, is like being trapped in a filthy quagmire once one embarks on it. Its daily practice and breathing exercises constantly absorb, refine, and absorb the turbid energy of this world. This energy corrodes the foundation of one's cultivation, erodes the bones and destroys the soul, subtly distorting one's nature and obscuring the clarity of one's mind!"

"This is not an exaggeration. Humans and ghosts are ultimately on different paths! The Way of Heaven bestows upon living beings the Yang energy, intending for them to strive upwards and perceive the vibrant life of the world. To be immersed in the Yin energy of ghosts for a long time is to go against the Way of Heaven and human ethics. Therefore, human cultivators should maintain their integrity and, unless absolutely necessary, stay away from the Yin and filth, avoiding prolonged association with ghosts, lest they be tainted by misfortune and have their foundation of cultivation defiled. This is a consensus in the cultivation world, and a lesson learned by the sages through countless tears and blood."

Ming Huaizi snorted coldly, his body surging with intense death energy as he stepped forward and angrily rebuked:
"Absurd! We, the cultivators of the Ghost Path, use great perseverance and wisdom to carve out a path to life amidst the most yin and filth, refining death into life and transforming yin into yang! When yin reaches its extreme and yang is born, we can reverse the universe and ascend to the path of immortality! How can it be as despicable as you describe?"

Miao Chuyun remained unmoved, his tone growing increasingly somber:

"Fellow Daoist's words only reveal the pinnacle of ideals, but avoid the myriad dangers and thorns on the path beneath our feet. To refine death into life, how easy is that? To transform yin into yang is almost defying fate! Of the thousands of ghost cultivators, only one in a million can reach this realm! The vast majority of ghost cultivators actually face ten times greater difficulties than normal cultivators on the path to immortality! Their cultivation path is fraught with tribulations and inner demons, hence the ancient saying: 'Even a yin spirit cannot enter sainthood after countless tribulations!' This is not a denigration, but rather an apt description of the perils and the harsh limitations imposed by the Heavenly Dao!"

Miao Chuyun's gaze sharpened as he spoke, staring intently into the depths of Ming Huaizi's eyes: "Fellow Daoist, observe yourself. Though your aura is strong, your ghostly energy is profound, almost reaching its origin. Have those eighteen kinds of dark and decadent energy truly been cleansed? Within your spiritual realm, can you still retain a pure and untainted Dao heart? Or... have you been gradually eroded by malevolence, prejudice, and greed without realizing it? This is not the path of Dao, but a precipice and abyss! Acting on behalf of the underworld is a meritorious act, but by indulging in ghostly energy, you yourself have become a 'ghost.' How can you then uphold justice and remain impartial? This is the greatest paradox and tragedy of ghostly cultivators!"

Miao Chuyun's words struck like a morning bell and evening drum, each syllable resonating in the hearts of all the ghost cultivators in the hall. Ming Huaizi's expression changed several times, and the death energy within his body fluctuated violently, showing signs of losing control. Clearly, his innermost pain had been touched.

“You…!” Ming Huaizi’s breathing became disordered, and he was speechless for a moment.

Unexpectedly, Miao Chuyun still refused to let him go in the end, and solemnly said:
"The path of ghosts is not necessarily unacceptable, but those who uphold it must possess great compassion, great perseverance, and great wisdom, constantly vigilant against themselves, cleansing themselves of all defilement, and upholding their original nature, so as not to fail in their responsibility to act on behalf of Heaven. If one has already fallen into the realm of evil ghosts, yet presumptuously speaks of controlling reincarnation, is that not a great joke? Such a 'path of ghosts' is not a separate branch of Taoism, but is in fact a heretical and demonic path, and should be exterminated!"

These words were like a boulder thrown into a still, deep pool, creating not just ripples, but also the premonition of a raging torrent.

Ming Huaizi, already in a state of disordered breathing, was now being relentlessly pressed and suddenly coughed up blood. All his words of rebuttal were forced back to him.

The Azure Water Heavenly Lord sat at the head of the table, his gentle smile undiminished, but his eyes were now icy cold.

The withered fingers of the Bone-Eating Yin Venerable tapped lightly on the bone base, producing a soft, rhythmic sound, like the beat of a death knell.

The Taiqing disciples' winning streak and overwhelming strength were tantamount to publicly slapping the faces of the two Dao Lords of the Myriad Manifestations Palace.

"Haha, young friend Miao's theory is profound; it was this worthless disciple who lost. This Jade Locust Blade is bestowed upon you as a reward." "Master Lu, the Taiqing Sect truly has a wealth of talent. In comparison, our sect's younger generation is far inferior."

Regardless of his cultivation level and status, Biyue Tianjun would not hold a grudge against Miao Chuyun. He pointed out the last magical treasure in mid-air, and the emerald green treasure flew down in front of Miao Chuyun. At the same time, he smiled and said to Lu Cheng.

The Myriad Manifestations Palace had already conceded defeat, so there was naturally no point in continuing the competition.

Just as the atmosphere began to ease after the Azure Water Heavenly Lord took a step back, Daoist Lu Cheng suddenly smiled slightly, his clear voice breaking the silence:
"Your disciples have accumulated profound knowledge and skills, and their methods are unique and profound, greatly benefiting my Taiqing disciples. I, Lu, am also itching to try my hand at it. I have long heard that Fellow Daoist Biyue's Yellow Spring True Skill has reached a state of perfection, and Fellow Daoist Yinzun's 'Bone-Eroding Spirit Transformation Great Technique' is renowned throughout the world. I wonder if you two would be willing to condescend to step down and give me some pointers?"

These words shocked all the cultivators in the hall.

Let Lu Cheng Zhenren, the sect leader and a Mahayana realm cultivator, spar with the Mahayana Dao Lord of the Myriad Manifestations Palace.

This is far beyond what ordinary disciples can discuss.

Upon hearing this, Biyue Tianjun's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he immediately declined, saying, "Sect Leader Lu is joking. Sect Leader Lu's cultivation is extraordinary, and he is a leader in the Earth Immortal Realm. How could the two of us dare to offer 'guidance'? Besides, Sect Leader Lu has come from afar as a guest. If anything were to happen to him, wouldn't it make our sect appear to have been unhospitable?"

Lu Cheng's smile remained unchanged as he continued, "Fellow Daoist Biyue is overthinking it. In friendly sparring, it's best to stop when the point is reached; how could there be any mishap? Besides..." He paused slightly, raising his right hand in a gesture:
hum!
An indescribable, profound, and vast power, seemingly communicating with the unfathomable netherworld, instantly permeated the entire Yama Palace.

In an instant, all the soul lamps in the hall swayed violently and dimmed, the skeletal artifacts hanging on the walls creaked under the weight, and even the magical power flowing around the Azure Water Heavenly Lord seemed to freeze and shrink for a moment.

On Lu Cheng's palm, a small black flag, about a foot long, floated silently.

The flag was neither cloth nor silk, but seemed to be formed from the purest Netherworld essence. Countless profound and mysterious runes flowed and disappeared on the flag, and faint phantom images of ten thousand ghosts wailing and demons worshipping appeared. The aura it naturally emitted alone made the souls of all the cultivators of the Myriad Manifestations Palace present tremble, and their magic power was slowed down.

A tenth-tier pseudo-immortal artifact, the Netherworld Banner!
Upon seeing this treasure, the gazes of Azure Water Heavenly Lord and Bone-Eating Yin Venerable instantly froze, their eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions: greed, shock, and fear.

Not to mention that it is a tenth-order pseudo-immortal artifact, it is also the Netherworld Banner that is extremely suitable for the lineage of the Myriad Manifestations Palace. As soon as this treasure appeared, even though the Azure Water Heavenly Lord was calm and composed, he had a fleeting thought in his mind to activate the mountain-protecting formation and trap everyone in the Taiqing Sect inside.

"I, Lu, wager this flag!" Lu Cheng's voice was calm, yet it struck the hearts of Azure Water Heavenly Lord and Bone-Eating Yin Venerable like a heavy hammer.

"If I am inferior in skill, this flag will be given to your esteemed sect. If I am fortunate enough to win even a single move... I have heard that your sect possesses the extremely precious 'Nine Revolutions Netherworld Resurrection Pill,' a supreme holy product for healing injuries and prolonging life. I wonder if you would be willing to part with it?"

The Nine-Turn Netherworld Resurrection Pill. It is a supreme divine pill that the Myriad Manifestations Palace can only refine once every ten thousand years using countless precious materials. It is said to be able to revive the dead and extend the life of mortals by a thousand years. It is a treasure in the Earthly Immortal Realm that is close to the elixir of immortality.

Upon hearing this, Biyue Tianjun's pupils suddenly dilated. This Daoist from Lucheng was using a tenth-order pseudo-immortal artifact as bait, but what he really wanted was this pill.

However, although this pill is extremely valuable, it is still inferior to a tenth-order pseudo-immortal artifact, especially compared to the Netherworld Banner, which is so perfectly suited to the attributes of the Myriad Manifestations Palace technique.

"Master Lu just said that he would like to ask my fellow disciple and I for guidance?"

"Indeed, the six major lineages of the Myriad Manifestations Palace are all paths to heaven, no less than the seven true teachings of my Taiqing. If one can only learn from one of them, it would be a pity to leave empty-handed."

"..."

In the eyes of the Azure Water Heavenly Lord, Lu Cheng's actions were blatant contempt and provocation.

He was a late-stage Mahayana cultivator, with ten thousand years more cultivation than his opponent. He was a powerful figure in the Ghost Path and had his junior brother, the Bone-Eating Yin Venerable, by his side. Two against one, yet his opponent still dared to take out a pseudo-immortal artifact as a bet.

This is no longer a friendly exchange; it's a blatant slap in the face.

If he doesn't even dare to accept the challenge, how will he, the Azure Water Heavenly Lord, establish himself in the world?

"Good! What a fine Master Lu! I shall see whether your swordsmanship and magic power have truly reached the pinnacle of perfection and are invincible under heaven!" The Azure Water Heavenly Lord laughed in extreme anger, his voice like the cold wind of the Netherworld sweeping through ten thousand years of ice.

After speaking, the Heavenly Lord said no more. He slightly raised his hand and released a cyan jade seal. The jade seal grew in the wind and continuously absorbed the magic power of the Azure Water Heavenly Lord, transforming into a large seal with a diameter of several tens of feet. Then, the Azure Water Heavenly Lord pushed it forward, and it pressed down on Lu Town like a small mountain.

This ninth-grade mid-level magic treasure not only contains the magic power of a late-stage Mahayana cultivator, but also the power of the body cultivated by the Azure Water Heavenly Lord over ten thousand years.

Cultivators who practice both physical and magical arts often prefer to use jade seals and mountain-shaped magical treasures, because they can not only fully utilize their magical power, but also their physical strength!
Therefore, when this jade seal was smashed, it was incredibly powerful and fast, faster than lightning. Wherever it passed, the space groaned as if it could not bear the weight. This was a powerful manifestation of its dual cultivation of body and spirit!

Lu Cheng remained calm, his body radiating no magical power, only a soaring sword intent.

Faced with this attack powerful enough to shatter the earth and destroy stars, he pointed his fingers forward like a sword. No light shone from his fingertips, yet an invisible and intangible, yet extremely sharp, sword energy instantly condensed and erupted!
laugh!
The sword energy pierced the air silently, yet it struck the core of the bone claw with unparalleled precision.

The terrifying Yin energy and immense power that erupted, capable of tearing apart a ninth-tier magic weapon, seemed to have collided with a void abyss of swords, and were silently annihilated and disintegrated.

The Azure Water Heavenly Lord felt a sudden emptiness and lightness in front of him, as if his full-force strike had hit empty air, and his body involuntarily paused slightly.

"What exquisite Five Elements Sword Intent! Its transformations and changes are endless!" Azure Water Heavenly Lord's heart skipped a beat, and even in his rage, he dared not underestimate it in the slightest.

With a flick of his wrists, he unleashed a spell, and instantly countless pale white bone spike phantoms appeared out of thin air in the surrounding space. Like a rain of pear blossoms, they rained down on Lu Cheng from all directions, each bone spike wreathed in a soul-corroding, ghostly blue flame, and also contained a shrill ghostly howl that disturbed the soul.

This is a technique formed instantly within an extremely powerful Dharma body by gathering and condensing extremely powerful magical power. Although its existence is short, the power of its magical light is almost comparable to that of a ninth-tier magic treasure. It is a terrifying technique that only cultivators who cultivate both Dharma and body can unleash.

At the same time, the Azure Water Heavenly Lord opened his mouth and spat out a turbid, emerald-green water column that arrived first. This "Azure Yellow Spring Evil" was made by him using his magic power to draw the most yin, cold, poisonous, and evil Yellow Spring True Water from the Netherworld Yellow Spring, and then mixing and diluting it with mortal poisonous water. It defiled magical treasures, corroded true essence, and was extremely vicious!
Lu Cheng remained motionless, his right hand outstretched with five fingers, and flicked forward. In an instant, five sword lights of different colors, yet perfectly integrated, flowed from his fingertips: crimson like fire, azure like wood, black like water, platinum like a blade, and bright yellow like a mountain!
Indeed, it is the sword energy transformed from the Five Elements Flying Sword. At this moment, in conjunction with Lu Cheng's Five Elements Immortal Light Divine Power, it can shift and redirect the attacks of all magical treasures and spells. As long as they do not exceed their carrying capacity limit, they can be transferred and redirected to make them self-destruct and vanish into nothingness.

The Five Elements Sword Qi did not leave his body; it only intertwined and circulated three feet in front of Lu Cheng, instantly forming a continuous and harmonious Five Elements light and energy.

The five elements of light expanded outwards, colliding with each of the pale bone spikes in all directions. The light suddenly brightened, and then the pale bone spikes shifted and pierced each other, actually shooting towards the many disciples of the Myriad Manifestations Palace.

Before the disciples of the Myriad Manifestations Palace could react, the attacks were blocked and neutralized by the shield magic treasure summoned by the Bone-Eating Yin Venerable. If our disciples were to die or be injured at such a moment, it would truly be a disgrace.

At the same time, Lu Cheng also condensed his magical power into a pillar of energy, which he unleashed towards the Azure Heaven and Yellow Springs Demon. The powerful pillar of energy actually caused the Azure Heaven and Yellow Springs Demon to disperse, without landing on him at all.

The five elements of light and energy converged inward, causing Lu Cheng to transform into a five-colored rainbow that shot out of the hall. This was the ninth-order escape technique, the Five Elements Heavenly Escape Step.

With a single thought and a step, his figure twists and turns like a reflection in water, disregarding the restrictions as if they were nothing, and can instantly escape to a place thousands or tens of thousands of miles away!
It can even reverse yin and yang, shift positions in the void, leaving enemies disoriented. Its wondrous nature makes it the pinnacle of all escape and transformation techniques in the world!

"Heavenly Lord, let's go outside and fight. It would be a pity to damage the Wanxiang Senluo Palace, which has been built up over tens of thousands of years."

"Hmph!" Upon seeing this, the Azure Water Heavenly Lord's eyes flashed even more fiercely.

His entire body suddenly transformed into a long, azure rainbow, and he chased after it.

Inside the hall, whether they were elders and disciples of the Taiqing Sect or elders and disciples of the Wanxiang Senluo Hall, they all hurriedly fled outside the hall. Although many of the deacons and disciples were still in a daze at this moment, if they could learn even half a move from the earth-shattering battle between Mahayana cultivators, they might even be able to dominate the world in the future!

Meanwhile, deep within the most central and hidden forbidden area of ​​the Myriad Manifestations Palace, lies the core array eye of the Myriad Souls Palace, which suppresses nine Netherworld Eyes and is constructed from countless vengeful spirits and millennia-old Yin energy.

This is the true Netherworld Prison. Dense, impenetrable black resentment forms viscous clouds that churn and roar.

Countless eerie green soul lamps were densely embedded in the palace walls, made of some unknown material, like the eyes of countless evil spirits, greedily watching the intruders.

In the center of the hall, a massive stone altar, composed of countless tormented and twisted faces of souls, was slowly rotating, emanating a despairing and ominous aura.

Below the altar are nine enormous, bottomless vortexes that constantly spew forth pure, nether energy; these are the core nodes of the nine Netherworld Eyes.

The heavy yin energy and deep resentment in this place are enough to instantly corrupt and assimilate the soul of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

However, at this moment, four figures exuding powerful auras silently pierced through the layers of sophisticated defensive restrictions and appeared in the core area of ​​the Hall of Ten Thousand Souls.

The leader was none other than the Supreme Elder of the Taiqing Sect, Xuanzhen Daojun. He had a serene and ancient appearance, and held a golden, shuttle-shaped magic weapon in his hand: the ninth-tier supreme treasure, the Golden Dawn Divine Shuttle. A golden glint flickered at the tip of the divine shuttle, radiating a sharp aura that could pierce through the void and annihilate all laws.

Beside him stood Xuanqing Daojun, also from the Taiqing Sect, with a stern expression and holding a chain that was neither gold nor wood, its entire body covered with mysterious demon-suppressing runes: the Xuan Yin Demon-Controlling Corpse-Suppressing Chain.

Dark light flowed along the chains, faintly accompanied by the roars of dragons and tigers, possessing a natural suppressive power against evil spirits and ghosts.

Both of them were somewhat lacking in their mastery of these two magical treasures, so they kept them in their hands so that they could react more quickly in case of emergency.

The other two people traveling with Xuanzhen and Xuanqing were powerful reinforcements from Xiji Zen Temple.

The Layman Miaoyin was now dressed in an elegant moon-white monk's robe, holding a string of warm and smooth Buddhist beads. He radiated a pure and gentle Buddhist light, which was out of place in this strange place, yet as stable as a pillar that stabilizes the sea.

Beside her stood an old monk, Prajna Vidyaraja, whose physique was as imposing as a mountain and whose face was as majestic as a Vajra. This Vidyaraja was naked, with a bronze-colored, muscular upper body, his muscles bulging like dragons. He held an enormous, heavy vajra, inscribed with mantras for subduing demons, and the vajra emanated a powerful Buddhist might that could suppress all evil.

However, Xuanzhen Daojun had met Prajna Mingwang before. He was originally an old monk with a withered body and a sorrowful face, but now he looks like this, very different from before.

Those who practice swordsmanship must master the art of spiritual vision. Although Xuanzhen did not directly use his spiritual vision ability, he could still discern the metallic sheen on Prajna King's current body with just a few glances.
This Ming King's physical body was destroyed, and now he possessed an eighth or ninth-level puppet body with his primordial spirit.

However, Prajna in Buddhism means "wisdom," while in Taoism it emphasizes the cultivation of the divine among the Three Treasures. With Prajna Wisdom King's methods, as long as his primordial spirit does not dissipate, even if he controls an eighth or ninth-level puppet body, he can still exert amazing supernatural powers, so he should not be underestimated.

"Amitabha!" Prajna King chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, which was as loud as a bell. In this eerie hall, it stirred up a visible ripple of golden Buddha light, which forced the thick resentment around it back several feet.

"This place is filled with deep resentment and overwhelming karma. Sect Leader Lu is already holding them back. We must quickly follow the plan, break the array's core, and save these millions of wronged souls from their suffering."

“Exactly.” Xuanzhen Daojun’s gaze was sharp as lightning as he locked onto the core hub of the huge altar, a pitch-black crystal called the “Ten Thousand Souls Source Core”, which was forcibly blended and compressed from the essence of countless souls.

"Golden Dawn Breaks Boundaries, Divine Shuttle Leads the Way, Go!" With a swift incantation, the Golden Dawn Divine Shuttle flew from his hand, transforming into a dazzling golden rainbow that tore through the netherworld, carrying indestructible sharpness and the power to break through barriers, shooting straight at the Myriad Soul Source Core at the center of the altar.

At the same time, Daoist Xuanqing made his move, and the Xuan Yin Demon-Controlling Corpse-Suppressing Rope was swung out like a serpent. The black light shone brightly, and the chain grew longer in the wind, transforming into a roaring black demonic dragon. It coiled around a vortex of earth eye below the altar that was violently spewing out nether energy, intending to temporarily block its energy supply.

"Om Mani Padme Hum!" Layman Miaoyin clasped her hands together, her lips parted slightly, and the six-syllable mantra transformed into tangible golden Sanskrit characters, surging towards the altar like a torrent. Wherever it passed, countless agonizing and wailing souls showed a moment of peace, and the rotation of the altar paused for a moment.

Prajna Vidyaraja glared angrily, his vajra radiating boundless Buddhist light: "Vajra Subdues Demons, Suppress!" He raised the vajra high, as if supporting a mountain, its immense Buddhist power concentrated at the tip, and slammed it down fiercely at the altar base. This strike was powerful and heavy, containing the supreme power of Buddhism to subdue demons, aiming to shake the foundation of this Ten Thousand Souls Evil Array.

Four top-tier attacks from both Taoism and Buddhism simultaneously descended upon the core of the Myriad Souls Palace. Their target was the Myriad Souls Source Core and the Netherworld Eye node.

Boom! ! !
The entire Netherworld Underground Mountain Range, where the Myriad Souls Palace—no, the entire Myriad Manifestations Palace—was located, trembled violently under the impact of these four terrifying forces.

Inside the Hall of Ten Thousand Souls, countless soul lamps flickered and swayed wildly, and countless souls emitted sharp, mournful cries. The surface of the incomparably sturdy altar actually cracked a tiny yet shocking fissure under the sharpness of the Golden Dawn Shuttle. And the vortex of the Earth Eye, which was entangled by the Profound Yin Rope, suddenly stopped surging.

"Who dares to trespass on my sect's forbidden ground?!" A fierce roar, filled with extreme rage, like the howl of a ghost from the deepest hell, suddenly erupted from the depths of the altar.

It was Wanhai Daoist, who was originally stationed here, who had already noticed something was wrong and flew over from his secluded cultivation place. Normally speaking, without Miaoyin Jushi, who was an inside agent even more familiar with this place than him, the four of them would have had an extremely difficult time getting through the multiple lines of defense to enter this place.

(End of this chapter)