Bai Ye Qinglian
"Don't be afraid of him! Even if he's Great Saint Mind Master of the Fourth Realm, he's nothing special."
Li Weiyi pointed out Chu Yutian's weakness with a confident tone. "A person's energy is limited! If he can achieve outstanding success in martial arts, Daoist arts, and mental power, then he absolutely cannot have profound array formations, talismanic techniques, or other means to convert mental power into offensive power. He doesn't have the time to cultivate and study them; his Fourth Realm mental power is just for show."
Li Weiyi herself has this weakness.
His martial arts and mental power levels have improved rapidly, but his research on talismanic arts and formations is extremely limited. Fortunately, he has mastered the nine Ancient Script of the Six Jia Secret Incantation, otherwise he would be even more inadequate.
That is precisely why such a judgment can be made.
However, Li Weiyi said that Chu Yutian's Fourth Realm mental power was just for show, and that Li Weiyi's purpose was entirely to boost his own morale and diminish the enemy's prestige.
In fact, he knew very well that the Great Saint Mind Master was definitely not simple.
The previous plan to lure the enemy failed, and Chu Yutian's ability to foresee the danger and stop outside the formation area was undoubtedly due to his Fourth Realm mental power.
"Whoosh!"
The third Bone Arrow flew like a meteor over the heads of Li Weiyi, Mo Duanfeng, Chu Yutian, and Nangong, heading towards the direction of time, and landed on the ground dozens of miles away with a roar.
A moment later, Zhao Tang's voice came from behind. "A top expert traveling with Chu Yutian has caught up. It's... heavens, it's Bai Ye Qinglian..."
Upon hearing this name, the expressions of everyone in the Lesser Yang Division changed drastically.
According to the intelligence reports of the Dongxu Camp, Bai Ye Qinglian is the strongest person below the Great Longevity in the Ancient Ye City. It is said that she is a blue lotus that bloomed from the Buddha's corpse, and she was born with intelligence and understood the cultivation method.
Yu Yaozi once told Li Weiyi that the cursed monster in her soul, "Yin Buddha Louse," was cultivated from the Buddha's corpse in the Ancient Ye City.
The fact that Bai Ye Qinglian could be associated with such a taboo, and thus possess such great prestige, can be considered Gu Zhenxiang within the Netherworld of the Departed.
Now that it has appeared, it is undoubtedly the strongest among the Departed Spirit Army.
Given the deployment and strength of the Sentinel Spirit Army, they naturally have nothing to fear. But how can they possibly kill Chu Yutian now that it has arrived so quickly?
A blazing white light rose from the direction of time, rapidly pressing down with a terrifying aura, obscuring all sights like a white night curtain.
Chu Yutian laughed loudly, "Li Weiyi, if you really think that the Fourth Realm of mental power cultivation is just for show, then it's hard to say who will kill whom today."
The Xuanzhao Pagoda flew from his hand and transformed into a magnificent iron tower tens of feet high.
Countless malevolent spirits flew out of the tower, transforming into a dark, gloomy cloud of ghosts.
From within the tower, a Departed Spirit Army at the Dao Seed Realm emerged, comprising a hundred Yin Ghost Commander, each clad in standard array armor and wielding array spears, forming a battle formation.
Chu Yutian's release of his army and battle formations signifies that he has no intention of fleeing and is determined to fight to the death.
Mo Duanfeng and Nangong acted immediately, one attacking Chu Yutian and the other preventing the battle formation from taking shape.
"If you don't leave, you will die today."
Li Weiyi shouted and released all thirteen Battle Corpse Puppet he had borrowed from Qing Ziqin.
The Staff Spear of All Things above his head, and star trails and Formation Disk with a diameter of ten zhang appeared around him.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
Li Weiyi's Sun, Moon and Stars Combined Battle Formation and Chu Yutian's Departed Spirit Army Battle Formation took shape almost simultaneously.
Chu Yutian stood at the front of the battle formation, his body emanating Spiritual Light Threads that connected with the entire formation. He raised his left hand and pressed his palm forward.
Instantly, the power of the hundred Departed Spirit Commander in the battle formation intertwined and converged on him.
"Bang!"
Within the formation, a large handprint emerged, striking Mo Duanfeng and Nangong like a slap on a scarecrow, sending them flying without any resistance.
Mo Duanfeng and Nangong Fei retreated into the Sun, Moon and Stars Combined Battle Formation, transforming into two moons beside Li Weiyi. The magical energy within their bodies struck the Purple Sky Lei Seal and the Golden Sky Lei Seal suspended in mid-air.
Li Weiyi was struggling forward as if carrying a huge mountain, and with the combined attack formation, he clashed with the ethereal battle formation controlled by Chu Yutian.
Chu Yutian's eyes were solemn as he used the power of the formation to unleash the Xuanzhao Pagoda.
The Purple Sky Lei Seal and the Golden Sky Lei Seal also transformed into two clouds of lightning, which bombarded the area.
"Boom!"
The moment the two arrays collided, Li Weiyi's mental energy between his brows was exhausted, and the Formation Disk collapsed first.
Although Chu Yutian possessed high mental strength, Li Weiyi's Combined Attack Formation was filled with powerful individuals. Faced with the impact of the Sun, Moon, and Stars Combined Battle Formation, Chu Yutian could only hold out for a single breath. As the fourth Bone Arrow pierced down from the top of the distant hill, the formation suddenly collapsed.
Behind Chu Yutian, screams filled the air.
Of the hundred Departed Spirit Commander stood in neat rows, more than thirty of their ghostly forms exploded, turning into empty shells of armor. The remaining sixty-odd were scattered and flew away like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.
Chu Yutian was struck by the Purple Sky Lei Seal, coughing up blood as he was blasted backward.
"Nangong, these Battle Corpse Puppet are yours. I'm going to intercept Bai Ye Qinglian. If she gets here, we're doomed!"
Li Weiyi, barely managing to maintain his spirit despite the severe depletion of his mental energy, tossed the Staff Spear of All Things to Nangong, then, carrying the Purple Gold Twin Seals, drew his sword to meet the approaching white night from afar.
Nangong grasped the Staff Spear of All Things, a look of worry appearing in his eyes.
That's the Bai Ye Qinglian.
It was too late to stop him.
Nangong released a burst of spiritual light, controlling thirteen Battle Corpse Puppet to surround Mo Duanfeng and Chu Yutian, who were locked in combat. Then, he charged into the battle.
"Chu Yutian, no matter how eloquent you are, you can't influence me anymore. What's the point of talking about breaking through or not breaking through realms? As long as I can kill you, what does it matter if I lose decades or even a hundred years of my lifespan?"
"I will forge ahead without hesitation, my sword will forge ahead without hesitation, and my martial arts will forge ahead without hesitation."
"Receive my Fengfu Emperor Blade!"
Mo Duanfeng out a long howl, his long hair flying wildly. He gripped his sword with both hands, and the magical energy accumulated in the Feng Mansion behind his head poured into the Blood Pool Silver Sea like a river bursting its banks, unleashing his strongest strike.
Once the blade is drawn, it will not return, even if what stands in its way is its own Gangang Saber.
"Bang!"
The Taiyin Battle Soul on Chu Yutian's back was cleaved by Mo Duanfeng's blade, howling and exploding half of its body into soul mist.
With a snap, the Blood Pool Silver Sea broke, and the tip of the blade flew off.
Ultimately, it is merely symbolic; its quality is not high and it cannot be compared to the Gangang Saber).
The remnants of the Taiyin Battle Soul and its soul mist receded like a tide back to the central spring on Chu Yutian's back. Chu Yutian's back was cleaved into pieces by the sword energy of the Fengfu Emperor Blade, leaving his clothes and flesh a bloody mess.
The Gangang Saber flew out.
Mo Duanfeng quickly caught it, overwhelmed with complex emotions of loss and recovery, tears welling in his eyes. Then, he let out a series of high-pitched roars and charged towards Chu Yutian: "Nangong, retreat to a distance and control the Battle Corpse Puppet to stop him. He is injured and no longer a match for me."
Tang Wanzhou stood stealthily at the edge of the array area, holding a sword in one hand and a scabbard in the other, his heart more tormented than ever before.
Mo Duanfeng's words echoed in his mind, "Don't tell Li Weiyi and Nangong. A siege will only push Chu Yutian to the brink, not kill him. Chu Yutian is a true disciple of the Taiyin Sect; he must possess a life-saving talisman or a terrifying killing technique, or even both. When he uses one, he will inevitably be unable to use the other, and that will be the opportunity to kill him. I will force him. If he uses a life-saving talisman, I will live. If he uses a killing technique, we will die together. Tang Wanzhou, can you seize this opportunity?"
Tang Wanzhou gazed at the distant white night, took a deep breath, and found it difficult to maintain his composure.
Li Weiyi's Psychic Power Spiritual Light was exhausted, making it impossible for him to use the Mind-Martial Combination. It was far too dangerous for him to intercept a powerful figure like Bai Ye Qinglian on his own.
How could Nangong possibly back down?
She was well aware of how terrifying the Bai Ye Qinglian was; if she hadn't wanted everyone's combined efforts to be in vain, she would have already gone to fight alongside Li Weiyi.
There's no room for holding back anymore; we must go all out and eliminate Chu Yutian as soon as possible.
"The Empress sings the ballad of time, while light weaves the tapestry of chaos."
The Bright Spring Eye, like a blazing sun, hovered dozens of feet above Nangong's head.
The radiance of time in the distance was drawn towards her, the spring became bright and enormous, and the light and fire poured down like a waterfall, enveloping her body.
The lines of the Bright Fire Waterfall resembled flowing musical scores.
A vast and melodious song resounded between heaven and earth, its sound seemingly coming from twenty thousand years ago. The Bright Fire Waterfall and the Bright Spring Eye are the bridges connecting time and space.
"Whoosh!"
From within the waterfall, which was tens of meters high, the enormous radiant image of the Years Ruin Empress rose from Nangong, holding a scepter and wearing a crown. Her powerful aura swept in all directions as she swung her scepter at Chu Yutian.
Facing both Mo Duanfeng and Nangong, Chu Yutian soared into the air, his entire body erupting with nine streams of corpse energy, transforming into nine rivers of corpse energy, each several miles long. A headless corpse emperor's luminous figure rose up with him, wielding a battle axe, and cleaved towards the Years Ruin Empress.
Li Weiyi held the Purifying Fire Talisman between two fingers of his left hand and rushed into the White Night.
Upon discovering that the Bai Ye Qinglian's aura was at the Peak Third Realm, he put away the Purifying Fire Talisman and slapped the Insect Pouch. Immediately afterward, the talisman at his fingertips transformed into Immobilization Talisman.
Now that Gu Zhenxiang has broken through to the Fourth Realm, the Purifying Fire Talisman should naturally be left to him.
A blue lotus floated amidst a cloud of Buddhist energy, soaring above the ground. Within the lotus sat a young, ethereal figure, clad in white Buddhist Robe, bald, and exuding a sacred aura as if from Western Buddhist Country —with not a trace of Ghost Qi.
Luo Yinji stood on the cloud of Buddha, dressed in plain clothes, wearing a bamboo hat, with a veil hanging down to cover her face, holding an umbrella above his head.
She said, "Li Weiyi, you dare to block Lord Qinglian's path all by yourself? Are you looking for death?"
"Who told you I was alone?" Li Weiyi asked.
Seven Phoenix Wing Moth Emperors flew out of the Insect Pouch, some standing on the ground, some flying in the air, and some baring their fangs and claws, distributed in seven different directions around Li Weiyi.
Second Phoenix sniffed the air and exclaimed happily, "It's the fragrance of rice!"
The White Rice Ear Mana Qi, like fluttering snowflakes, fell from the sky.
Li Weiyi looked up.
There stood a familiar figure, holding the Startled Feather Sword, atop a suspended palace. The palace, located deep within the vast void, was countless feet high, magnificent and imposing.
"Mother Rice, you were harvested by the Half-Immortal Jade Emperor. The new shoots sprouting from the remaining roots are still very fragile. Aren't you afraid of breaking today?" The voice of the White-robed Monk sitting in the blue lotus seemed to come from both near and far.