Fierce Battle

"Supreme Clarity, Profound Mystery, protect my true form, pierce through Yin and Yang, obey this command with haste, open!"

As Uncle Nine pinched the hand seal, wind and clouds suddenly stirred on the flat ground, and a long, narrow path appeared before Qiusheng and Wencai.

"Wencai, Qiusheng, go quickly."

As Uncle Nine's words fell, Wencai immediately bolted forward. As for Qiusheng, he frowned and flashed behind Uncle Nine, unleashing a Palm Thunder that collided head-on with the ghost claw of one of the White-Robed Twin Ghosts.

"Zzzzt!"

A crackle of lightning exploded. Qiusheng's body shuddered; he could sense a sinister, bone-chilling coldness surging into his body along his palm.

Fortunately, his Palm Thunder technique was of the utmost rigidity and Yang energy. The moment the Yin energy entered his body, it was shattered by the power of the thunder, causing him no real harm.

However, although Qiusheng was not injured by the White-Robed Twin Ghost, the clash cost him the chance to escape.

"Qiusheng, are you alright?"

Seeing Qiusheng engage the ghost and retreat, Uncle Nine immediately pressed his back against Qiusheng's to steady him and asked.

"Master, I'm fine. These two guys are no joke; they didn't even flinch when clashing head-on with my Palm Thunder!"

"These are both century-old ghosts. When I first left the mountain, I encountered them wreaking havoc everywhere and had to gather your Uncle Four Eyes and Uncle Qianhe to surround and attack them together."

"I never expected that even though we dealt them heavy damage, they still managed to escape."

Hearing Uncle Nine's words, Qiusheng couldn't help but gasp.

He never imagined that these two figures in white robes possessed such terrifying strength.

One must know that the standard for a Maoshan Taoist to descend the mountain for training is to reach the realm of a Human Master.

Back then, Uncle Nine, with the cultivation of a Human Master, accompanied by two junior brothers who were at least at the peak of the Occult Master realm, still couldn't finish off these two fierce ghosts.

"Then Master, what do we do now? We can't just sit here and wait for death."

Qiusheng whispered, asking if Uncle Nine had a plan.

"These White-Robed Twin Ghosts were twin brothers in life. Even now that they have become Yin spirits, their coordination remains incredibly tacit."

"In this situation, our best strategy is: if the enemy doesn't move, we don't move. We must strike only after they have struck."

Uncle Nine whispered to Qiusheng while scanning the surroundings, which could be considered a form of practical field teaching.

Qiusheng's heart stirred at these words. Without any visible movement, a yellow talisman paper fell stealthily beneath his feet.

Just as he finished this, a fierce Yin wind erupted above his and Uncle Nine's heads.

Amidst the howling wind, two ghost claws lunged toward the necks of Uncle Nine and Qiusheng.

Facing the sudden ambush, Uncle Nine and Qiusheng each grabbed a ghost claw and yanked downward, dragging the ghost out from the swirling Yin wind.

But at that very moment, the soil beneath their feet exploded, and the other fierce ghost lunged out, gripping both their ankles.

"Supreme Clarity, Profound Mystery, Heavenly Dao is brilliant, divine thunder descends, obey this command with haste!"

Qiusheng silently recited the incantation and stomped down hard with the foot held by the ghost claw. A flash of lightning erupted, instantly shattering the grip on his ankle.

As for Uncle Nine, his method was even more simple and brutal.

Seeing Uncle Nine's terrifying Earth Master mana surge, he used his foot to temporarily suppress the ghost claw gripping his ankle.

"Lightning Bolt Fist!"

Seeing Uncle Nine go all out and having freed his own ankle, Qiusheng immediately unleashed a barrage of attacks on the ghost he was holding.

With Lightning Bolt Fist combined with Palm Thunder, he poured his mana out as if it were worthless, determined to blast the fierce ghost to death beneath his fists.

Seeing his disciple take action, Uncle Nine did not hesitate. He reached down to grab the remaining ghost, drew a talisman in the void, and blasted it with exorcism charms, causing the Yin energy on the ghost to fluctuate violently.

Immediately after, Uncle Nine produced a Copper Coin Sword from who knows where, bit his index finger, and consecrated the sword with his own pure Yang blood before striking at the ghost like a thunderbolt.

While the master and disciple were not perfectly synchronized, their individual methods forced the two ghosts into a steady retreat.

However, while Qiusheng appeared to have the upper hand, only he knew the difficulty of his situation.

Indeed, both Lightning Bolt Fist and Palm Thunder were top-tier methods for driving away ghosts and slaying evil. When used together, their short-term explosive power was not inferior to Uncle Nine's.

The problem was that Qiusheng was only a novice Occult Master. Although his mana had increased significantly, he could not sustain such high-output consumption.

In other words, despite his current ferocity, he was only a "five-second man."

As the fierce battle continued, Qiusheng's brow furrowed deeper. His mana was nearly bottomed out; if he couldn't take down the ghost before him, he would truly be finished today.

With this thought, Qiusheng stopped his frantic bombardment.

Instead, he deliberately left an opening, allowing the ghost to press a claw against his chest.

The moment the ghost pressed its claw against him, Qiusheng opened his arms and hugged the ghost tightly.

Immediately, his mana surged, and the power of thunder exploded from his body, enveloping both himself and the ghost.

This was devastating. Both the ghost and Qiusheng were severely blasted by the thunder.

The ghost, in particular, never expected Qiusheng to use such a "mutually assured destruction" tactic.

The rigid, Yang-heavy thunder surged within the ghost's body, damaging its very foundation and causing its form to fade significantly.

As for Qiusheng, although he had prepared himself and the lightning was generated by his own mana, he was still left dazed and his legs felt weak.