Chapter 840: The Yinming Ghost Sect was shocked, and the Dark Demon fell! (Two in One

“You reckless brat!”

“Ignorant child, you don’t know the immensity of heaven and earth!”

“Since you are so eager to die, this True Lord will grant your wish!”

The Nether Sect Master, Nether Ghost King, True Lord Ghost Bat, and others all had ashen faces and were furious at this moment.

A mere Core Formation cultivator actually dared to cause trouble in front of their Nether Ghost Sect’s mountain gate!

Did he really think he was True Lord Yang Ming?

Their Nether Ghost Sect was far from what it was back then. Even if True Lord Yang Ming were to come again, he would not return!

“Child, even if your father, True Lord Yang Ming, were here, he wouldn’t dare to be so arrogant. This True Lord will deal with you!”

True Lord Ghost Shadow roared, and layers of ghost shadows appeared around him, then transformed into a filthy, turbid, dark demonic cloud, pouncing towards Lu Quanzhen.

During the process, the demonic cloud emitted sharp, piercing roars that rose and fell.

There were men and women, old and young, like soul-snatching incantations, captivating and making people involuntarily feel a sense of pain and despair.

This True Lord Ghost Shadow was no ordinary cultivator; he had reached the sixth layer of Core Formation sixty years ago.

Although he failed to break through the bottleneck of the late Core Formation stage, the 《Nether Myriad Ghost Art》 he cultivated allowed him to transform into myriad ghosts. Among cultivators of the same level, few could break through his Myriad Ghost Art.

However, Lu Quanzhen looked at the layers of ghost shadows and the dark demonic cloud pouncing towards him with a calm expression, his figure standing still like a mountain.

Just as the demonic cloud was about to engulf him, his body suddenly shone with golden light, and black patterns flowed, making him look like a human-shaped Kunpeng.

Around him, black seawater surged and churned, vast and boundless.

One after another Primal Chaos Black Holes appeared, swallowing the ten directions of heaven and earth.

The flickering ghost shadows of the dark demonic cloud were directly swallowed endlessly by these black holes, without even being able to let out a tragic scream.

“How is this possible!”

Seeing this, True Lord Ghost Shadow’s expression was one of shock, horror, and disbelief, feeling his ghost shadows and magic power continuously disappearing.

More than sixty years ago, he encountered True Lord Yang Ming, and his Nether Myriad Ghost Art was mostly destroyed by the opponent’s golden roc bird, causing him severe injury.

Now, the Lu Quanzhen before him was even more terrifying, actually swallowing his ghost shadows directly!

Not just him.

The Nether Sect Master, Nether Ghost King, True Lord Ghost Bat, and others beside him were all surprised and doubtful upon seeing this scene.

《Nether Myriad Ghost Art》 is one of the top cultivation techniques of the Nether Ghost Sect.

Cultivators who practice it can be said to be invincible among those of the same level.

But now, it was instantly broken by Qu Changtian before their eyes.

This is simply unbelievable!

The most unbelievable part is not just this.

They remembered that sixty years ago, Qu Changtian before them was just a small Foundation Establishment cultivator.

In just sixty years, not only did the other party break through to Core Formation, but he also cultivated to the middle Core Formation stage!?

This, this, this… How is this possible!

Nether Ghost King, True Lord Ghost Bat, and others were filled with shock and disbelief.

But in addition to disbelief, a deep fear surged in their hearts.

Sixty years ago, True Lord Yang Ming displayed terrifying combat power far exceeding those of the same level.

Sixty years later, his son also displayed astonishing cultivation and combat power…

In this situation, how far must True Lord Yang Ming, who has been completely silent all these years, have grown!

After all, according to the news from their Nether Ghost Sect, True Lord Yang Ming did not die from exhaustion in the Vast Sand Illusionary Realm.

Now, sixty years have passed, he might have already broken through to the Nascent Soul stage…

“No, I am not this child’s opponent!”

After a brief exchange, True Lord Ghost Shadow realized that he was not Lu Quanzhen’s opponent and immediately chose to retreat and flee.

If it were other Core Formation cultivators of the same level, he would naturally be able to escape.

But Lu Quanzhen possessed the 【Kunpeng Body】 and cultivated the 《Heavenly Peng Transformation》, giving him the fastest speed in the world.

Only the void around him produced a rapid tremor, and his entire body suddenly appeared beside True Lord Ghost Shadow.

Lu Quanzhen’s fist burst out with dazzling golden light, flowing with black spots like small fish, as if a phantom image of a Kunpeng was faintly visible.

Kunpeng Fist!

“Stop!”

The Nether Sect Master, Nether Ghost King, and others all saw the terrifying nature of this punch and realized True Lord Ghost Shadow was in danger.

But this punch was too fast.

The moment it was thrown, divine light bloomed, and True Lord Ghost Shadow’s indistinct, flickering body was directly shattered into pieces, with dark black blood splattering.

Then the surrounding black cloud and layers of ghost shadows were directly devoured by the Primal Chaos Black Holes around Lu Quanzhen.

“A defeated opponent of my father back then dares to speak so arrogantly.”

Lu Quanzhen lightly raised his hand, sweeping True Lord Ghost Shadow’s magic treasure and storage bag into his grasp, and said indifferently.

As if killing True Lord Ghost Shadow was just an insignificant matter.

“What’s going on?”

“Why is True Lord Ghost Shadow gone…”

“True Lord Ghost Shadow… died?”

“How is this possible? True Lord Ghost Shadow’s 《Nether Ghost Shadow Art》 transforms him into myriad ghosts. As long as the myriad ghosts don’t die, his true body is indestructible. How could he die so quickly!”

The disciples of the Nether Ghost Sect looked at the situation outside the mountain gate with expressions of shock, surprise, and bewilderment.

Most of them were Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators.

They simply couldn’t see such a Core Formation level battle clearly.

But some late Foundation Establishment and pseudo-Core cultivators saw that True Lord Ghost Shadow was dead.

He was killed by Qu Changtian right under the noses of their Sect Master, Great Elder, and others.

“Wasn’t this person a Foundation Establishment cultivator sixty years ago? How could he possess such strength? Could it be someone else disguised?”

“That’s right, it must be someone else disguised as Qu Changtian!”

“I remember Qu Changtian cultivated the Kunpeng technique, and a Kunpeng appeared when this person attacked just now.”

Many Nether Ghost Sect cultivators who knew about the grudge between Lu Quanzhen and True Lord Ghost Demon speculated in this way.

They felt that their understanding had been greatly impacted.

To be able to break through from Foundation Establishment to Core Formation in sixty years was already a sign of extraordinary talent and heaven-defying luck.

But to grow from a Foundation Establishment cultivator to a Core Formation cultivator who could kill True Lord Ghost Shadow in just a few breaths in sixty years is simply impossible!

Even with the facts before them, they found it hard to believe.

“You brat are courting death!”

Seeing that True Lord Ghost Shadow was killed right under their noses, the Nether Sect Master and Nether Ghost King were instantly enraged and attacked Lu Quanzhen.

As they attacked, the Nether Sect Master brought out the Nether Ghost Sect’s top magic treasure, the 【Nether Ghost Boat】, forming a terrifying demonic might and a roar of myriad ghosts, crashing towards Lu Quanzhen.

The Nether Ghost King, on the other hand, held a ghost banner, myriad ghosts roaring around him, charging towards Lu Quanzhen with fierce momentum.

True Lord Ghost Bat, as the Great Elder, also disregarded his dignity, quietly appearing behind Lu Quanzhen, completely blocking his retreat, and summoning his spiritual pet, the 【Ancient Blood Bat】.

“This…” The cultivators and disciples of the Nether Ghost Sect were shocked upon seeing this scene.

They didn’t expect the enemy to provoke their Great Elder, Second Elder, and Sect Master to attack together.

However, thinking of Lu Quanzhen’s strength in instantly killing True Lord Ghost Shadow, they felt relieved.

They knew that the opponent deserved to be treated this way.

Otherwise, even if one person could defeat the opponent, it would be difficult to kill or capture him!

Not far away, Lu Changsheng, who was concealing his figure and lurking in the dark using the Inverting Yin-Yang Glazed Wall, saw the situation before him and prepared to act at any time.

If his son was defeated, he would instantly intervene.

Although Lu Quanzhen possessed the Kunpeng Body and late third-order body refinement, he was still just a Core Formation sixth-layer cultivator.

Facing two Core Formation True Lords and one late Core Formation cultivator, he dared not be careless in the slightest.

He lightly patted his storage bag, and a set of armor, seemingly cast from silver-green jade, appeared and draped over him, flowing with mysterious ancient patterns.

Immediately after, a purple-green short blade shot out from his sleeve, landing steadily in his palm.

Both this armor and short blade were spirit treasures.

Even if his current cultivation realm could not fully activate and exert their power.

For him, having a little bit of the power and sharpness of spirit treasures was already enough.

“Clang!”

Lu Quanzhen, clad in armor and holding the short blade, directly met the charging Nether Ghost Boat with a slash, his aura intimidating the world, the void trembling, carrying a hint of eerie, unfathomable ghostly light.

“Pfft!” The terrifying attack formed by the Nether Ghost Boat was directly broken by more than half by Lu Quanzhen, and even the boat’s protective shield was torn apart.

The Nether Sect Master’s face slightly changed, his robe fluttering, and he slammed his palm, forming a huge ghost claw covered in terrifying bone spurs, dissolving the remaining attack.

The Nether Ghost King’s ghost banner fluttered, and dense black ghost mist spread towards Lu Quanzhen like surging tides.

This ghost mist seemed to be condensed from countless resentful spirits and grudges, eroding the body and mind of others.

In addition, he raised his left hand, and a patch of eerie green flames burned, emanating a terrifying ghostly aura, and roared towards Lu Quanzhen.

Facing the divine abilities and magic treasures of the Nether Ghost King, a Core Formation True Lord, Lu Quanzhen did not dare to meet them head-on. His whole body shone with golden light, accompanied by a hint of azure wind and void ripples.

In an instant, he flashed and suddenly appeared behind the Nether Ghost King, the purple-green short blade emitting a great ghostly light, slashing fiercely.

This strike tore through layers of void, breaking open a gap in the Core Formation True Lord’s protective shield.

The Nether Ghost King’s face drastically changed. A ghost shadow appeared, blocking this terrifying strike, and then his figure staggered backward.

Lu Quanzhen pressed the attack, launching the Kunpeng Fist.

A giant Kunpeng that could swallow the heavens and devour the earth was faintly visible behind him, as if it wanted to tear apart and refine the heavens and earth.

However, True Lord Ghost Bat’s sleeve vibrated, and he extended his palm, sending a blood-red light sweeping like a storm towards Lu Quanzhen.

At the same time, he brought out a blood pool emitting a scarlet ghostly light, and countless blood-red lights and shadows pounced towards Lu Quanzhen.

Lu Quanzhen’s expression changed slightly, and he quickly retreated, fully resisting True Lord Ghost Bat’s terrifying attack.

The opponent’s blood-red light and shadows were very terrifying, having the effect of corroding magic treasures. If not for the short blade in his hand and the armor on his body being spirit treasures, he might have been affected.

However, in addition to the armor, ripples surged around him, and one after another Primal Chaos Black Holes dissolved and devoured this kind of attack.

“What’s going on with this child? Does he possess Wind and Space Spirit Bodies!?”

Seeing Lu Quanzhen forced back by their Great Elder, the Nether Ghost King’s expression was one of fear and lingering apprehension.

Lu Quanzhen’s speed was truly astonishing.

So fast that even he, a Core Formation True Lord, was caught off guard.

This was definitely not the speed possessed by ordinary wind-attribute divine abilities.

It was highly likely due to the effect of a Wind Spirit Body.

And it was also highly likely that he possessed a Space Spirit Body to be able to grasp a bit of spatial power at this level of strength!

A Core Formation cultivator, who has not only initially grasped void power but also cultivates both body and magic, is simply terrifying!

Even he, a Core Formation True Lord, felt somewhat passive in front of the opponent!

The Nether Ghost King couldn’t understand how the other party had grown to this extent in just sixty years!

Not to mention that his father, True Lord Yang Ming, was just a Core Formation cultivator.

Even a Nascent Soul True Monarch couldn’t possibly grow this quickly, could they?

It was simply beyond common sense, unbelievable!

“Don’t let this child get close! He has already grasped void power, and the short blade in his hand is a spirit treasure!”

The Nether Ghost King didn’t get too distracted and sent a voice transmission to remind the Nether Sect Master and True Lord Ghost Bat.

The two of them naturally understood and knew that Qu Changtian before them, like his father True Lord Yang Ming, was a peerless monster.

“This, this, this…”

The cultivators of the Nether Ghost Sect looked at the battle outside the mountain gate, each with a shocked expression, simply unable to believe their eyes.

This Qu Changtian not only killed Ghost Shadow True Person.

Now he’s actually single-handedly confronting our sect master, first elder, and second elder!

This level of strength is simply shocking!

“Indeed, facing Golden Core Grandmasters like these, I still have many shortcomings and deficiencies.”

Lu Quanzhen, relying on his Kun Peng Physique and Kun Peng Speed, maneuvered and contended against the Yin Nether Ghost King and the other two.

He realized that in a one-on-one situation, he wouldn’t fear any of them, and might even have a chance to kill them.

But facing three of them, he was at a significant disadvantage.

However, he did not fear; like a human-shaped Kun Peng, he used this battle to hone and verify his combat techniques.

“Kun Peng Sky-Striking Art! Kun Peng Wings! Illusionary Peng Art!”

Lu Quanzhen unleashed various divine abilities; a pair of intertwined gold and black wings condensed behind him, he held a purple-blue short blade, threw out Kun Peng Fists, and conjured several illusory figures.

However, the three in front of him were not ordinary Golden Core cultivators.

Those who could become the Sect Master and Golden Core Grandmasters of the Yin Nether Ghost Sect were all seasoned veterans with rich combat experience.

Lu Quanzhen was currently only at the sixth level of the Golden Core stage, yet being able to contend and maneuver against these three was already incredibly defying the heavens.

“Screech screech screech!”

Just then, within the Yin Nether Ghost Sect, endless bloody light permeated the air.

A giant blood bat flew over, emitting a series of rapid, sharp, and chaotic roars that interfered with Lu Quanzhen.

“Father, I want to try!”

As the ancient blood bat arrived, Lu Quanzhen’s pressure immediately doubled; his body felt heavy, and his magic power became sluggish.

But in this dangerous situation, his blood seemed to burn, and a surge of excitement welled up within him.

He knew that when combat entered such a dangerous situation, it wasn’t just about divine abilities and magic treasures.

It was also about experience, courage, will, daring, decisiveness, ruthlessness, and so on.

Ordinary combat and slaughter were already difficult to improve his combat skills.

Only by putting himself in such a life-and-death situation, using the great terror between life and death, could he achieve further improvement!

Now that such an opportunity presented itself, Lu Quanzhen didn’t want to miss it.

Wanting to see where his limits lay, he actively transmitted a message to his father in the dark, hoping to be given a chance and that his father wouldn’t easily intervene.

Not far away, Lu Changsheng, clad in a black robe and cloak, stood with his hands behind his back on the Golden Winged Heavenly Peng, quietly watching his son battle the three.

The moment the ancient blood bat appeared, he wanted to make a move and suppress the three people and the bat before him.

But since his son had taken the initiative to speak, eager to use this opportunity to temper himself, he was naturally willing to indulge him and give him the chance.

After all, without experiencing wind and rain, how could one reach the end?

Now that there was an opportunity, he was naturally willing to help his children grow!

“Pfft!”

Lu Quanzhen realized that in this situation, hesitating would inevitably lead to defeat.

He decisively chose to trade injuries, breaking through the shield of the Yin Nether Ghost Boat and severely injuring the Yin Nether Sect Master, slashing a deep, long bloody mark across his chest, nearly cutting his body in half.

But he was also submerged by Ghost Bat True Person’s Nether Blood Pool, struck by ghost hands, and spat out blood.

If not for the Spirit Treasure armor on his body, his entire back would have likely been torn open.

Just like that, Lu Quanzhen unleashed his full strength, using his Kun Peng Physique and the might of his Spirit Treasures, targeting the Yin Nether Sect Master as a breakthrough point and attacking relentlessly.

However, both Ghost Bat True Person and Yin Nether Ghost King were Golden Core Grandmasters with extraordinary combat power.

Even though Lu Quanzhen had late Third Tier body refinement and Spirit Treasure armor, he couldn’t easily contend with them and was beaten to the point of spitting blood.

But besides the tenacious vitality of his [Kun Peng Physique], he had also once comprehended a cultivation technique called ‘Life and Death Cycle Art’ from the Profound Heaven Spirit Vine.

After obtaining the Kun Peng legacy and Kun Peng Physique, this cultivation technique became even more complete.

Within his body, life and death constantly converted, transforming injuries and death qi into a continuous stream of vitality, nourishing his physical body and magic power.

“Hiss hiss hiss!!!” The ancient blood bat continuously roared, forming sound waves that attacked Lu Quanzhen, sensing that his blood was incredibly sweet, emitting an enticing fragrance.

If it could eat this person, perhaps its bloodline could advance further and break through to the Fourth Tier!

Fortunately, Lu Quanzhen’s Kun Peng Physique could immunize him against various pressures, blood fiends, and sound wave interference; otherwise, he would find it difficult to sustain himself against the attacks of the Nether Blood Pool and the ancient blood bat.

Looking at the fierce and terrifying battle outside the mountain gate, the cultivators of the Yin Nether Ghost Sect were speechless.

They never expected that this Qu Changtian, in a one-against-three situation, would actually push their sect master back step by step.

Although Lu Quanzhen was also continuously spitting blood.

But this kind of battle record, in their eyes, was simply world-shaking!

“Sigh…”

Lu Changsheng looked at his son, covered in blood, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Lu Quanzhen possessed a ruthlessness that many of the Lu family’s juniors, and even he himself, did not have.

He was not only ruthless towards his enemies but also towards himself.

“Ah!” The Yin Nether Sect Master’s body was cut open by Lu Quanzhen; he let out a pained shriek, used a substitute secret art, and his entire being appeared dozens of meters away like a ghost shadow, his face pale and his eyes filled with fear.

He had almost died at Lu Quanzhen’s hands just now.

Without further hesitation, taking advantage of the brief respite, a formation plate appeared in the Yin Nether Sect Master’s hand, and he began to fully activate the sect’s grand array.

Although it was somewhat laughable that the dignified Yin Nether Ghost Sect had to fully activate its grand array to deal with a single Golden Core cultivator.

But the fact that their three against one couldn’t do anything to the opponent had already caused them to lose all face.

If they still couldn’t quickly subdue the opponent, the entire Yin Nether Ghost Sect would become a laughingstock for others!

“Rumble rumble rumble—”

In an instant, the entire Yin Nether Ghost Sect roared and rumbled.

Endless ghost qi soared into the sky, forming layers upon layers of demonic clouds and ghost mist, as if sealing off the entire sky.

Yin soldiers and ghost generals appeared and disappeared within the ghost mist, like malevolent spirits from the Nine Nether Hells.

“What a pity.”

Lu Quanzhen’s face was pale; seeing the Yin Nether Sect Master evade his fatal blow using a secret art, he felt a little regret.

Knowing that the opponent had activated the mountain-protecting grand array, this battle could no longer continue.

Seeing the Yin Nether Sect Master fully activate the mountain-protecting grand array, the formation masters of the Yin Nether Ghost Sect all came forward to help preside over the grand array.

Within the endless ghost mist, the Yin soldiers and ghost generals gradually materialized, as if Yin soldiers were borrowing a path to the human world.

At the same time, a ghost king with a green face, fangs, and a body like a mountain slowly appeared.

It let out a roar towards Lu Quanzhen; its terrifying might not only made Lu Quanzhen’s body heavy and his qi and blood churn, but many disciples of the Yin Nether Ghost Sect also felt dizzy and nauseous under this might, even spitting blood.

“Go.”

Seeing that Nether Fiend True Monarch had not yet emerged, Lu Changsheng tossed out the small macaque beast that had woken up in his sleeve, its eyes filled with longing.

In its normal form, the Soul Devouring Beast was completely unlike other demon kings; its aura was not intimidating.

An ordinary person seeing it would think it was a cute and adorable ornamental spirit beast.

However, the ancient blood bat, being a demon beast and possessing a trace of True Spirit bloodline, sensed a strong danger originating from its beastly instinct the moment the Soul Devouring Beast appeared!

This wasn’t mere danger.

It was a danger stemming from bloodline and rank!

“Screech screech screech!!!”

The ancient blood bat immediately let out a rapid shriek, transmitting a warning message to Ghost Bat True Person, wanting to escape this place.

“What is this!”

Ghost Bat True Person’s heart tightened sharply upon seeing the suddenly appearing Soul Devouring Beast, realizing that True Person Yangming was likely nearby!

Although he immediately scouted the surroundings and had been paying attention and observing the situation all this time, he hadn’t seen anyone else.

But the fact that Qu Changtian before him was the son of True Person Yangming, and had come to their Yin Nether Ghost Sect’s mountain gate to provoke them without explanation, was very strange.

Now, with the appearance of a small macaque beast that even his blood bat feared, he could almost be certain.

Either True Person Yangming was watching from the shadows.

Or someone was using the name of True Person Yangming and his son to come and cause trouble for their Yin Nether Ghost Sect!

Regardless of which it was, the situation was now dangerous!

“Grand Elder!” Ghost Bat True Person quickly crushed a jade talisman, transmitting a message to the Grand Elder, “Nether Fiend True Monarch,” for help.

He then signaled to the Yin Nether Ghost King and the Yin Nether Sect Master to quickly take down Qu Changtian!

In an instant, the two of them directly used secret arts and attacked with full force.

The Yin Nether Sect Master, meanwhile, directed the Fourth Tier Ghost King formed by the mountain-protecting grand array, along with a host of Yin soldiers and ghost generals, to attack Lu Quanzhen.

The overwhelming terrifying might made the heavens and earth solemn.

Even though Lu Quanzhen possessed monstrous talent and the Kun Peng Physique, facing this situation and the Fourth Tier Prohibitory Grand Array, his body became stiff and his magic power sluggish.

One could only say that in the face of absolute power, no matter how heaven-defying your talent, it was useless.

“Screech screech screech!”

However, upon seeing the ghost king and Yin soldiers and ghost generals before it, the Soul Devouring Beast’s eyes lit up with excitement, gleaming brightly.

It felt that this was its true battleground!

Before, in the Star Constellation Sea, facing the Rending Wind Beast, the attacking demon kings, and True Monarch Zhenhai and others, weren’t they making things difficult for it?

The Soul Devouring Beast’s fur was golden and radiant; then, it clenched its fists and let out a forceful snort from its large nostrils.

In an instant, a surging and majestic pale yellow divine light soared out.

This Soul Capturing Divine Light was like a flying dragon in the sky, and also like a rolling flood, sweeping towards the green-faced ghost king and the host of Yin soldiers and ghost generals.

All the Yin soldiers and ghost generals under the Soul Capturing Divine Light were like candles in the wind; their figures became unstable and were swept into the Soul Devouring Beast’s mouth and nostrils.

The leading green-faced ghost king, facing this Soul Capturing Divine Light, also had its ghost qi suppressed.

“This… this… this…”

“What kind of monster is this!”

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned and dumbfounded.

Not just the cultivators and disciples of the Yin Nether Ghost Sect.

Even high-level cultivators like the Yin Nether Sect Master, Yin Nether Ghost King, and Ghost Bat True Person were stunned and dumbfounded.

An unprecedented sense of horror surged in their hearts.

A cute and adorable small macaque beast actually swallowed all the Yin soldiers and ghost generals from their own mountain-protecting grand array in the blink of an eye.

This was simply too outrageous, too unbelievable!

It completely exceeded their scope of understanding.

One must know that this green-faced ghost king and these Yin soldiers and ghost generals were the array spirits of their mountain-protecting grand array.

When fully activated, their combat power had already reached the Fourth Tier.

But now, all the Yin soldiers and ghost generals condensed by the grand array were actually swallowed by such a small beast.

Even the Fourth Tier Ghost King was suppressed to the point of being unable to move.

At this moment, everyone in the Yin Nether Ghost Sect, from top to bottom, simultaneously felt a surge of fear and dread.

“Disciples of the Yin Nether Ghost Sect, heed my command, fully empower the grand array!”

The Yin Nether Sect Master roared hoarsely, his voice spreading throughout the entire Yin Nether Ghost Sect.

Without even waiting for the sect disciples to respond, he further merged himself with the grand array, fully activating the Fourth Tier Prohibitory Grand Array.

As everyone in the Yin Nether Ghost Sect simultaneously made their move, countless Yin soldiers and ghost generals could be seen condensing again, and the green-faced ghost king’s aura surged higher and higher.

Its body showed a crimson color that was not yet fully dry, like the Avici Hell, an endless sea of blood; its aura was fierce and overbearing, tearing free from the Soul Capturing Divine Light on its body.

Facing this situation, the Soul Devouring Beast showed no discouragement; it only roared with excitement.

A faint golden glow appeared on its fur, countless black mists swirled around it, its small body grew taller at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the surrounding black mist was like blurry ghost shadows, baring fangs and brandishing claws.

“Roar!!!”

Under everyone’s gaze, the cute and adorable Soul Devouring Beast transformed into a peerless demonic ape with a black face, fangs, a ferocious appearance, and its entire body shrouded in eerie ghost qi.

Compared to the terrifying appearance of the green-faced ghost king before it, the Soul Devouring Beast’s terrifying degree was no less, and perhaps even more terrifying.

As the Soul-Devouring Beast entered combat form, its fourth-tier fierce might and aura completely unleashed, causing the Green-Faced Ghost King before it to instinctively feel a sense of dread!

Not only the Green-Faced Ghost King, but also the numerous cultivators of the Yinming Ghost Sect, as well as the ghost slaves and ghost soldiers they raised and contracted, all trembled, feared, and were terrified at this moment.

“What is this…”

The cultivators of the Yinming Ghost Sect were all struck with fear.

Sensing that the Green-Faced Ghost King before it was quite unusual and closely connected to the Yinming Ghost Sect, the blood-colored demonic eye between the Soul-Devouring Beast’s brows spun rapidly, instantly forming a blood-colored chain that tightly suppressed the Green-Faced Ghost King while also binding and entangling it.

Then, its form enveloped in endless ghost mist, it strode towards the Green-Faced Ghost King, its massive mouth full of fangs opening, and its eyes showing a hint of excitement.

“What monstrous creature dares to cause trouble in my Yinming Ghost Sect!”

However, at this moment, from deep within the Yinming Ghost Sect, an angry roar boomed through the heavens and earth.

It was like the roar of an ancient deity, majestic and awe-inspiring, forming an invisible wave that caused the world’s winds and clouds to change color.

All the cultivators of the Yinming Ghost Sect, upon hearing this majestic, resonant voice, felt their bodies and minds tremble involuntarily, experiencing a suffocating sense of oppression.

Nascent Soul True Monarch!

This was the might of a Nascent Soul True Monarch!

But they felt no fear whatsoever.

Instead, a surge of excitement and exhilaration rose in their hearts.

As if having swallowed a calming pill, they were completely fearless towards the Soul-Devouring Beast outside.

“Greetings, Grand Elder!”

“Greetings, Ancestor!”

All the cultivators of the Yinming Ghost Sect bowed respectfully towards the blood-colored spectral light, some even prostrating themselves in worship.

Although Ming Sha True Monarch had only successfully broken through to the Nascent Soul stage with the help of the Beast God Mountain’s power,

within the Yinming Ghost Sect, his prestige had reached an unprecedented level.

Facing the sect’s Nascent Soul generation gap and the suppression from the Five Poisons Sect and the Heavenly Corpse Sect, Ming Sha True Monarch had successfully broken through to the Nascent Soul stage through strategic alliances and exceptional talent.

Furthermore, over the past few decades, he had led the Yinming Ghost Sect in expanding its territory and significantly enhancing the sect’s strength, earning the trust of everyone.

Even though Lu Quanzhen and the Soul-Devouring Beast displayed astonishing combat power,

they still firmly believed that their ancestor, the Grand Elder, was capable of sweeping away all enemies.

“Finally coming out?”

Lu Changsheng, with the swirling Yin-Yang Inverted Glazed Wall around him, heard this voice and looked indifferently towards the depths of the Yinming Ghost Sect.

He saw a blood-colored spectral light tear through the void and suddenly appear before the Yinming Ghost Sect’s mountain gate.

Seeing the Soul-Devouring Beast suppressing their Green-Faced Ghost King, Ming Sha True Monarch’s pupils constricted, feeling a terrifying and oppressive aura emanating from it.

But since the opponent had come right to his doorstep, he naturally wouldn’t waste words.

An dark red bone sword, seemingly entwined with countless spirits, appeared in his hand.

Then his dark red robes fluttered, and chilling ghost energy permeated, forming a ghostly domain like a netherworld hell, and he attacked the Soul-Devouring Beast.

This aura was incredibly intimidating, and Lu Quanzhen, who was further away, was directly unable to move under the residual might.

However, at this moment, beneath the sky obscured by ghost mist, a massive hand radiating yin and yang light appeared.

It was as if at the beginning of heaven and earth, in a state of chaos before myriad things evolved, a deity extended a large hand, intending to evolve the mountains and rivers of the world through yin and yang, to grasp and control this realm.

Ming Sha True Monarch’s entire body stiffened, his heart chilling, recognizing this divine ability!

This was True Person Yang Ming’s divine ability!

No, he should be called True Monarch Yang Ming now!

He had already broken through to the Nascent Soul stage!

“Ming Sha, your opponent is me!”

A calm and indifferent voice sounded in Ming Sha True Monarch’s ears.

He turned his head sharply.

He saw a man appear, dressed in a black robe and cloak, with a heroic face and a hint of scholarly elegance between his brows, emanating an incomparable Nascent Soul aura.

“True Person Yang Ming!?”

Seeing Lu Changsheng appear, Ming Sha True Monarch immediately shrieked.

As for Lu Changsheng, it was impossible for him not to be afraid!

Back then, outside the Myriad Demon Abyss, in the Vast Sand Illusory Realm, the opponent, with his Core Formation cultivation, could already contend with him.

Although he had only recently broken through to the Nascent Soul stage at that time,

all his divine abilities, techniques, magical treasures, and methods had not yet been fully enhanced.

However, within the Vast Sand Illusory Realm, if it weren’t for the [Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool], he wouldn’t even have been a match for the Core Formation stage True Person Yang Ming.

Therefore, knowing that True Person Yang Ming was not dead, he had always worried that the other party would break through to the Nascent Soul stage and come seeking revenge.

Now, True Person Yang Ming had appeared!

Just as he had feared, the other party had broken through to the Nascent Soul stage and had come to seek revenge.

“True Person Yang Ming!?”

“He is True Person Yang Ming? No, he has already broken through to the Nascent Soul stage!”

“True Monarch Yang Ming!”

The cultivators of the Yinming Ghost Sect, seeing the heaven-obscuring great hand and the suddenly appearing Lu Changsheng, all felt their hearts tremble and their bodies go weak.

Too terrifying!

This pressure, this aura, completely surpassed their Grand Elder—Ming Sha True Monarch!

Even Ghost Bat True Person and Yinming Ghost King, who were entangled in combat with Lu Quanzhen nearby, felt their bodies heavy, their magic power and vital energy stagnant, and found it difficult to breathe.

“Is this Father’s strength!?”

Even Lu Quanzhen, his own son, felt his body grow heavy in the face of the vital energy and magic power emanating from his father.

“True Monarch Yang Ming, regarding the events of the past, this True Monarch admits his fault first, but is willing to resolve the grievances with fellow Daoist!”

Ming Sha True Monarch looked at the heaven-obscuring yin and yang great hand and immediately shouted loudly, offering up his ultimate treasure, the [Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool].

The inkstone, only the size of a palm, grew against the wind, transforming into a blood pool several feet in size, circling above his head, forming a thick, foul-smelling, blood-colored mist that eroded the heavens and earth.

However, Lu Changsheng paid no heed to these words.

The slightly damaged innate spiritual treasure [Yin-Yang Diagram] above his head soared into the sky, interwoven with the clearly defined yin and yang patterned great hand, radiating divine light and pressing down with immense force, as if the sky were collapsing, filled with an indescribable sense of oppression.

“True Monarch Yang Ming, do you really think this True Monarch is afraid of you? You should know, this is the territory of my Yinming Ghost Sect!”

Although Ming Sha True Monarch was extremely wary of Lu Changsheng,

the other party had definitely not broken through to the Nascent Soul stage long ago, while he himself had not only perfected his divine abilities and techniques over the years but had also broken through to the second layer of the Nascent Soul stage.

In such circumstances, with the [Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool], the numerous cultivators of the Yinming Ghost Sect, and the fourth-tier barrier array, he was not afraid of the other party.

As he spoke, the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool above his head radiated endless blood light, and ghost soldiers roared, as if a vast army had appeared in formation, attacking in unison, forming a surging blood-colored torrent that rushed towards the yin and yang great hand.

At the same time, his entire aura gradually began to merge with the Yinming Ghost Sect’s mountain-protecting array.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!!!”

The yin and yang great hand clashed and collided with the Ten Thousand Ghost Soldiers and the blood-colored torrent, erupting in dazzling and terrifying light.

Endless black and white mysterious light and blood-colored energy currents erupted, sweeping across the ten directions of heaven and earth, forming a destructive shockwave that obliterated everything in its path.

Lu Quanzhen, Ghost Bat True Person, and Yinming Ghost King, who were not far away, retreated repeatedly, no longer daring to engage in combat, lest they be severely injured by the residual power of the Nascent Soul stage.

“True Monarch Yang Ming, do you really think you can defeat this True Monarch? If you choose to retreat now, I can let bygones be bygones today!”

Through the brief exchange, Ming Sha True Monarch felt that the Lu Changsheng before him was formidable, but not as terrifying as he had imagined.

However, the fact that the other party dared to come and trouble him even with a damaged spiritual treasure that had not yet been repaired made Ming Sha True Monarch feel incredibly humiliated!

Simply too much!

He completely disregarded him.

“This brat must not be spared!”

Ming Sha True Monarch secretly made a decision that as soon as this battle ended, he would immediately go to the Beast God Mountain and ask the Emissary for help.

Otherwise, with the current True Monarch Yang Ming, once he improved his Nascent Soul stage techniques, he would be difficult to contend with, even with the help of the fourth-tier array.

However, the True Monarch Yang Ming before him, in the face of his words, merely looked calm, gently shook his head, and said, “Ming Sha, after so many years, is this all the progress you’ve made?”

“Truly disappointing to this True Monarch.”

As his voice fell, Ming Sha True Monarch’s heart suddenly rang with a frantic alarm, and an unprecedented sense of death crisis swept through his heart.

Ming Sha True Monarch’s hair stood on end, immediately realizing the situation was bad, and wanted to flee back into the sect to resist the danger with the help of the fourth-tier array.

But at this moment, an incomparably overbearing pressure, as if heaven and earth were collapsing, bore down.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!!!”

The void not far away was directly crushed and shattered by this force.

He saw in the great void a tall figure radiating chaotic light, standing on a golden roc with a terrifying aura.

In his hand, he held a long spear burning with幽黑色魔炎 (dark black demonic flames), as if it could pierce through everything in the world.

Ming Sha True Monarch, as a Nascent Soul True Monarch, trembled in body and soul at this moment, knowing where the source of his danger came from.

“Go! Go! Go!!!”

The death crisis in his heart was now like a mountain roaring and a sea surging.

Ming Sha True Monarch was filled with fear, wanting only to escape as quickly as possible.

But Lu Changsheng, with his god-like body, instantly appeared before him as if by teleportation.

The Demon God’s Spear thrust out.

Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool, broken!

Nascent Soul Domain, broken!

Protective spell shield, broken!

Fourth-tier robe, broken!

As the various defensive measures were broken, an indescribable pain surged through him.

The dark black dripping spear, like a weapon of a demon god, pierced through Ming Sha True Monarch’s chest.

An aura like that of a netherworld demon god flowed, and幽幽魔炎 (faint demonic flames) burned, not only intending to extinguish his life force but also to annihilate his Nascent Soul spiritual body!

Ming Sha True Monarch’s Nascent Soul spiritual body was so frightened that its little face turned pale, and it quickly burned its Nascent Soul origin, breaking through the demonic flames and the demon god’s aura, wanting to escape and flee to the Beast God Mountain.

However, how could Lu Changsheng let his Nascent Soul spiritual body escape?

“Ding-a-ling-a-ling—”

The [Soul-Shaking Bell], already prepared, was fully activated, forming a spectral light wave that caused Ming Sha True Monarch’s newly emerged Nascent Soul spiritual body to suddenly pause.

At the same time, an invisible yin and yang great hand appeared in this realm, sealing off heaven and earth, and pressed down towards this Nascent Soul spiritual body.

The Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng’s golden vertical pupils radiated a cold and sharp look of desire, achieving unprecedented speed, soaring out, and then swallowing this somewhat weakened Nascent Soul spiritual body into its mouth.

“Whoosh!!!”

As the Nascent Soul spiritual body was devoured by the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng, Ming Sha True Monarch’s body, deprived of the support of its Nascent Soul spiritual body, was nailed by the Demon God’s Spear in Lu Changsheng’s hand to the stone tablet of the Yinming Ghost Sect’s mountain gate not far away.

The Yinming Ghost Sect’s Grand Elder, Ming Sha True Monarch, had fallen!

Nailed to death at the Yinming Ghost Sect’s mountain gate by True Monarch Yang Ming with a single spear!

Even his Nascent Soul spiritual body could not escape, becoming sustenance in the belly of True Monarch Yang Ming’s spiritual pet!