Full-Time Magister: I Had No Intention of Reaching the Dimensional Throne

Chapter 212 Awakening Buddhist Chant

Bai Mo glanced over and saw that Han Ji and the others were all pale-faced, and Mo Fan's aura was getting weaker and weaker. He knew that he could not delay any longer. What he needed to do now was to get rid of the corpses on the mountain peak and let Ding Yumin take control of the armor as soon as possible.

"Tu Lou, go and deal with the Ghost Tyrant."

After giving the order, Bai Mo watched as Tu Lou leaped five hundred meters and landed directly at the Ghost Tyrant, who was constantly clashing with Mo Fan.

In the sea of ​​spirit, the sound system was also connected by divine light, and he felt all kinds of melodies resounding in the spiritual world. Bai Mo thought of the information he had seen when he was looking up information about sound magic. A genius had created a soul-stirring melody that could restore magic power.

The sound system touches the soul; it is profound and unfathomable!

As an immeasurably vast spiritual world was filled with musical notes, Bai Mo seemed to truly hear the voices of all spirits in the world and feel the melodies being played.

"Awakening chants of Brahma!"

The four words, softly uttered by Bai Mo, resounded through the clouds, reaching the ears of everyone on the ancient battlefield. They sounded like the distant, resonant chime of an ancient bell, shaking the heavens and the earth!

Despite the overwhelming sound, none of the people were dizzy or disoriented by the powerful sound waves, nor did they feel the impact of the massive sound waves.

Some of them evoke a feeling of gentle whispers from the Mother Goddess, a soothing melody that makes you unconsciously relax.

My entire spirit and soul seemed to be purified by the waters of Tianshan, or bathed in the cleansing morning light. All the fear, worry, helplessness, despair and other dark emotions that had accumulated in this short day melted away like snow in the spring sunshine in the heavenly music!

Whether it's Han Ji and the others who are fighting on the front lines, the several super-level mages who are making the most of their time to recover their magic power in the clock tower, or Leng Qing who is calmly directing the battle on the inner city wall and constantly using magic to drive away the undead that are attacking Anjie, they are all on the front lines.

They all felt their previously depleted magical abilities, and the fact that their recovery rate was already insufficient, were now visibly recovering their magical energy at a rapid pace, accompanied by the incredibly soothing and soul-stirring chanting!

"What kind of sound magic is this?"

As Hunter King Du Xiao felt the rapidly surging demonic energy within his body, he exclaimed in disbelief, his eyes sharpening as he stared at the Ghost Tyrant outside the city.

"Hahaha, I'll kill you today!"

Han Ji, who had just dodged the aftershock of the collision between the Ghost Tyrant and the Earth Louse, was also filled with astonishment. The power that Bai Mo was using at this moment completely exceeded his understanding of magic.

However, they were currently in the midst of a battle, and there was obviously no time to think about such things. Han Ji raised his hand and pointed, and the healing star sea, which was now mostly filled with light, shone brightly again. A treasure bottle of starlight instantly enveloped the already teetering Lu Xu, and his injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mo Fan, who was frantically fighting against the weakening demonic power, was suddenly jolted by this sacred and heavenly chant. In an instant, he felt that the demon might be able to stay a little longer.

煞渊

The melodious, heavenly music echoed throughout the altar. Ding Yumin, who was already somewhat exhausted from fighting against the ancient king in his armor and felt that it would take a long time, suddenly felt a surge of energy, and her soul power increased significantly in an instant!

The evil armor instantly cut off the inexhaustible supply of emotional energy of despair and fear!

With the tides turning, Ding Yumin instantly unleashed all her mental power to engage in a decisive battle with the last evil soul power within the ancient king's armor! She isolated its corrosive abilities from her soul!

On the ground, the morale of humanity was greatly boosted by Bai Mo's enlightening chant. The entire city now had only one thought in mind: to drive away the spirits of the dead!

In mid-air, Bai Mo's aura had reached its peak, as vast as the ocean and as imposing as a mountain range.

Alone, he faced the mountain's corpse and the sea of ​​corpses it ruled, and even sensed two other powerful forces amidst the endless undead.

Bai Mo knew that he had to intimidate these fallen rulers from all directions to prevent them from thinking that the land on earth was a gift from them to their descendants.

"Destroy!"

A voice was uttered, and a massive sonic wave that swept across the heavens and earth, directly breaking through the dark clouds in the sky, rushed from in front of Bai Mo toward the corpse on the mountain peak!

The sonic boom that preceded the others resounded through the thousand-meter-long sea of ​​corpses, a terrifying sound that shook the heavens and the earth!

The sharp and powerful sound waves shook the very space, and the sonic booms swept across the thousand-meter-long sea of ​​corpses surrounding the mountain peak, like a horde of invisible behemoths charging past!

Countless rotting corpses turned to dust, and the more than a thousand mounds of fleshy corpses collapsed like a dam breached by ant holes!

Behind them, a sonic wave, resembling a wall of heaven or a hundred-meter tsunami, surged forth, covering an area of ​​over three hundred meters and leaving the mountain corpse no room to hide.

"Huh!!!!"

With a mighty roar, the Corpse of the Mountain Peak, having no ministers left to serve as human shields, instantly grabbed several ministers from behind who were hesitant to step forward, and slammed them like cannonballs into the oncoming, towering sound waves.

The terrifying sonic wave carried immense tremor and sharp penetrating power. The powerful body of the Corpse Mound Corpse Minister, at the commander level, was suddenly struck and instantly turned into a cloud of flying blood powder.

"Ouch~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

The corpse of the mountain peak was also fierce and domineering. Faced with such a powerful sonic wave that was enough to shatter its majestic body, it not only did not retreat, but instead swung its two arms, which were like giant dragon pillars, and slammed them in front of it. Like a sumo wrestler warming up, it took a step with its thick legs, which were like pillars supporting the sky, and actually crashed directly into the oncoming sonic wave!

As the two approached, everyone was surprised to find that the corpse on the mountain peak was about the same height as the towering, majestic sound wave that seemed to reach the clouds.

"BOOM~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

A deafening roar erupted, the sonic waves blasting away the horde of corpses a kilometer away. The sound even managed to leave fine cracks on the inner city's barrier!

All the onlookers saw was that half of the mountain corpse's front body was cracked open, and most of the flesh on its massive body had been cut off, revealing the bones underneath. Its hands were also mostly gone, and its ferocious face was even more grotesque, completely a blur of flesh and blood!

"Well done, Bai Mo!"

Han Ji, who had rushed to join the battle from afar, shouted loudly. With the help of Tu Lou and Mo Fan, Gui Xu Tyrant had been seriously injured and was now fleeing with his countless ghost soldiers. As long as they dealt with the mountain corpse in front of them, the ancient capital would be victorious!

"Attack his throat; that's the vital spot of the Mountain Corpse."

As soon as Han Ji finished speaking, a series of destructive spells, carrying a powerful aura, enveloped the corpse on the mountain!

Even with rivers of blood flowing and his body severely wounded, the corpse on the mountain remained unmoved, as if it knew no way to retreat.

Faced with the overwhelming force of various destructive spells, and the destructive elements that burst forth upon collision, capable of instantly obliterating a minor monarch, he showed no fear or retreat whatsoever.

Just then, a black vortex suddenly appeared above the corpse of the mountain peak, absorbing all the destructive magic into it.

Only then did everyone notice that above the corpse of the mountain, a figure clad in ancient armor, his entire face shrouded in dark mist, appeared.

She pointed her hand at the black vortex above her head, and the vast destructive magic that had been completely absorbed burst out of the vortex, instantly shattering the thick black rain clouds in the sky that were already half broken.

Then four more people fell out of the whirlpool.

"Ding Yumin, Monkey, Su Xiaoluo, Instructor Zhan Kong!" Mo Fan, who was extremely weak after being de-demonized, looked at the two people who fell out and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. But when he saw the third one, his eyes widened.

Then everything went black and he fainted.

Han Ji and the others stared at the person standing atop the corpse on the mountain peak, all too shocked to utter a sound, a deathly silence creeping onto their faces.

"Let's go."

Then they heard a clear and cold voice coming from the armor, which startled them. In addition to their surprise, Han Ji felt that the voice and the figure were somewhat familiar.

Bai Mo nodded slightly to the corpse on the mountain peak and the evil body Yu Mian turning away above its head. Seeing those clear eyes, he knew they had succeeded.

As the deceased king disappeared below the horizon, the rolling sea of ​​the dead also disappeared beneath the ground at a visible speed, retreating back into the world of the dead.

Bai Mo turned around and looked at the countless fragments and essences falling on the battlefield. He waved his hand slightly, and a river of souls immediately converged, with countless souls beginning to gather in the vessel of the dead.

This battle did not involve much use of spatial attacks, so there weren't many soul essences. When the number of soul essences reached five thousand, Bai Mo was slightly taken aback.

He sensed that the number of souls that the vessel for the dead could store had reached its limit.

"point!"

With a thought, Bai Mo left behind his essence and the remnant soul of the commander-level being, and poured out the rest.

Having done all this, he exited the divine state, and the imposing white mark between his brows faded. Meeting the questioning gazes of Han Ji and the others, Bai Mo's expression became indifferent, and his tone devoid of emotion.

"This is my dimensional talent, but it comes at a great cost, and my current state is one of those costs."

"We don't know what the price will be, but as a benefactor of the ancient capital, we are willing to do our part," said Li Deming, the head of the Li family.

Bai Mo glanced at Li Deming with an indifferent gaze, like a god looking down on mortals or a child watching an ant being crushed, but did not answer.

When Li Deming was looked at like that, he immediately felt a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He was speechless. He remembered Bai Mo's powerful posture just now and laughed embarrassedly, but in his heart he was thinking about how to make a good relationship with him.

Silently scanning the area, seeing that the super-powerful guardians of the city had also flown over, and Leng Qing had also come over, Bai Mo stood next to Han Ji, and then continued in a deathly silent voice:

"When I used my talent to unleash the power of sound just now, I could feel the voice of everyone's soul, and I found Salam."

"Sarang!" Upon hearing this, everyone's attention was diverted, and Han Ji couldn't wait to ask, "Who is Salang?"

"Elder of the Hunter Alliance, Ling Xi." Bai Mo fixed his gaze on a beautiful woman next to Zuo Feng. Ironically, Ling Xi was also one of the members who repelled the Ghost Tyrant.

"Lingxi!"

Han Ji's eyes instantly locked onto Ling Xi, and at the same time, the surrounding Super-Rank individuals also unleashed their power. Bai Mo's power and strength were simply too overwhelming and unbelievable, and the Sound Element was indeed mysterious and unpredictable, leaving them no choice but to believe it.

Despite being locked onto by the imposing auras of seven or eight super-level beings around her, Ling Xi seemed unafraid, showing neither the anger of a normal person being slandered nor the panic of having her identity discovered.

After casually observing everyone's expressions, he looked at the conflicted look on the face of the guy next to him named Zuo Feng, and chuckled softly, "You guys just believe him like that? I'm an elder of the Hunter Alliance."

"Whether you are or not, we naturally have ways to tell. Take them down!" Han Ji waved his hand, completely unmoved.

The Guardian Mage Yaoting was the first to respond, creating a spatial cage to trap Lingxi, while the others around her also unleashed their own restrictive spells.

"You think you can control me?" Ling Xi's voice suddenly turned cold. Of course, she couldn't be caught here. The court wasn't all useless.

"puff!"

"Pfft!!"

Just then, the several high-level mages who had attacked Lingxi all spat out mouthfuls of black, poisonous blood, and the spells they were about to cast were instantly interrupted.

"When?!" Zuo Feng spat out a mouthful of poisonous blood in disbelief. The blood was black and full of insects, and his face was full of disbelief.

Blood kept flowing out, one mouthful after another. If he kept vomiting like this, it wouldn't be long before he died from excessive blood loss!

"Hehehe~~, you can play with my little bugs all you want. You're still a long way from catching me!"

Lingxi, who should be Salang at this moment, said with a light laugh. Taking advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was drawn to her silverfish, the Wings of Wind instantly unfolded behind her, and she flew away at high speed.

She had no intention of taking the opportunity to retaliate. Not to mention that she was not strong enough, among the super-level beings present, only a few who were usually close to her had been poisoned, while the others were fine.

Mo Fan, Bai Mo. She remembered these two names.

Some people wanted to give chase, but Han Ji, who was treating several high-level mages who were vomiting blood, stopped them. "Don't pursue a desperate enemy. Let me examine you. This poison is very potent."

Upon hearing this, the super-level mages led by Zhu Meng hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not give chase.

Zhu Meng approached Han Ji and said gravely, "Now that she's revealed herself, I refuse to believe she can escape the inescapable net of Kyushu. Immediately notify all magical organizations nationwide to launch a full-scale manhunt and eliminate the Black Vatican and Salang!"

"That's good, but we should still have Chairman Han give us a proper check-up." Li Deming stroked his beard. "This old man just got to hold his grandson; I can't die without knowing why!"

On the other hand, watching Salang escape, Bai Mo remained expressionless.

Ding Yumin and Leng Qing walked to his side. Although it was the first time Leng Qing had seen him like this, she could guess that it was not a good thing.

"How are you?" she asked, grabbing Bai Mo's hand with concern.

Bai Mo glanced at her indifferently, then at Ding Yumin, seemingly uninterested in anything. He simply nodded as usual, "It's alright, we'll talk about it when we get back."

After saying this, they returned to the ancient capital.

(End of this chapter)