Chapter Twenty-Six: Your Magic Tool Is Not Bad

"A duel to the death?"

Everyone present showed surprise at these words.

Lu Li was also a little surprised.

Immediately, he sneered dismissively, "Me, at Qi Refining Layer Four, fighting you, at Qi Refining Perfection, to the death? What kind of nonsense is that?"

"You, you, you!"

The man in green was instantly enraged, his eyes bulging, white smoke puffing from his nostrils. "Kid, I'll suppress my cultivation and only use Qi Refining Layer Four magic power. Do you dare to accept the challenge!"

"Sorry, I don't dare."

Lu Li refused cleanly and decisively.

What a joke. There were no benefits to winning, but death to losing.

Only a fool would accept such a gamble.

Besides, to be honest, this guy seemed to have a significant background and likely possessed many treasures. The outcome of a real fight was uncertain.

What if he capsized in a ditch...

"Shameless! Cowardly scoundrel! Kid, you curse so viciously, yet your courage is so small. Did your mother not give you courage, only a foul mouth?"

The man in green gritted his teeth.

"Psychological warfare won't work on me. Besides, I, Lu Li, am an orphan in this world. My parents have likely reincarnated. You can't insult them."

Lu Li said expressionlessly.

Damn it!

The man in green was so angry that smoke began to billow from all seven of his orifices.

Before he could say anything, Li Jing, standing beside him, said coldly with a dark expression, "Kid, you insulted my parents. This matter is not over! If you dare to accept the challenge, I'll immediately give you one hundred mid-grade spirit stones as compensation, and I can swear to the Ancestor that I will never pursue this matter again! If you don't dare to accept, I will trouble you every day, making your life in the Ghost Sect unbearable!"

"That's right! Kid, you can hide from the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, but you can't hide from the fifteenth day of the next month! If you don't fight me today, you won't be able to move an inch in the Ghost Sect in the future! Even Ghost Demon True Person won't be able to protect you!"

The man in green's voice was extremely sinister and fierce.

Hmm? They're threatening me directly?

Lu Li frowned.

He hadn't expected things to escalate to this point, leaving him in a dilemma.

Backing down now was impossible.

If he backed down, the supposedly good-reputation Ghost Demon True Person would definitely abandon him, and he would die even faster.

But if he accepted the challenge...

"System."

Lu Li silently chanted, bringing up the system panel.

Host: Lu Li.

Cultivation: Qi Refining Layer Four.

Great Might Heavenly Dragon Dharma Incantation: Level One (98%).

Great Strength Vajra Dharma Incantation: Level One (98%).

Indestructible Vajra Divine Art: Level Three (99%).

Blood-Devouring Heaven-Swallowing Art: Level Four (14%).

Great Mercy and Great Compassion Palm: Level Seven (8%).

Spirit Ghost Phantom Step: Level Six (5%).

His greatest reliance was the Indestructible Vajra Divine Art.

Three layers of the Vajra Art could block the attacks of ordinary high-grade magic artifacts.

The Indestructible Vajra Divine Art evolved from the Vajra Art, with even stronger defense. It could absolutely block any artifact attack from a Qi Refining cultivator.

Coupled with the seventh layer of the Great Mercy Palm and the sixth layer of the Spirit Ghost Phantom Step, he should be invincible below the Foundation Establishment stage.

He was only afraid that the other party might possess some strange and unpredictable demonic arts or evil artifacts.

"Little one, let me tell you quietly, the Li brothers are the most petty."

At this moment, a charming voice entered his ear.

It was the alluring beautiful woman.

Her implication was that regardless of whether he accepted or not, the Li brothers would seek revenge afterward.

Since that was the case...

Lu Li's expression turned cold, and he nodded. "Good! I accept your challenge! A duel to the death, to settle our grievances!"

Whoosh.

As soon as these words were spoken, a commotion erupted all around.

It turned out that, without anyone noticing, a crowd of Ghost Sect disciples had heard the commotion and rushed to this Stone Forest to join the spectacle.

Though they didn't know what had happened initially, a fight was breaking out now!

"Hmph, this brat truly doesn't know the meaning of death. To think he dares to challenge Senior Brother Li Fei? Does he not know that Senior Brother Li Fei cultivates the Yellow Springs True Scripture, possessing a mana reserve several times more potent than anyone else at the same level?"

Someone sneered.

Immediately, many began to chime in:

"Is this kid the new inner disciple taken in by the Ghost Demon True Person? He looks so weak; why is his dharma robe still of the lowest grade, and his storage ring the most basic one?"

"He actually dared to accept? Is he in such a hurry to die?"

"Senior Brother Li Fei is at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. Even if he suppresses his mana to the fourth level, his combat power is at least ten thousand. This kid's physical vitality is decent, but his combat power is at most three thousand. No need to watch—he's doomed to lose!"

At this moment, the red-haired giant frowned and turned to Lu Li to confirm, "Are you truly accepting this challenge?"

"Correct."

Lu Li nodded crisply and decisively.

Hearing his words, six feet away, the man in green curled his lips into a sinister grin.

Beside him, Li Jing also wore a cold, piercing gaze, looking at Lu Li as if he were already a dead man.

"Very well. Since you have set a life-or-death duel, as the witness, This Seat must ensure fairness and impartiality. Therefore, I must place a restriction upon you. No objections, right?"

The red-haired giant pondered for a moment before turning his gaze toward the man in green.

"Please!"

The man in green cupped his hands, his eyes still fixed on Lu Li with undisguised killing intent.

The next moment, the red-haired giant flicked his finger, shooting a beam of yellow light that struck the man in green and vanished directly into his body.

"Now, This Seat has placed a restriction on you. Once you unleash mana exceeding the fourth level of Qi Refining, your mana will spiral out of control, and your entire body will stiffen."

As the red-haired giant spoke, he waved his hand.

Whoosh.

A violent gust of wind swept through, clearing away all the rubble in the Stone Forest to create a wide, open space.

"Everyone else, exit the arena."

The red-haired giant looked toward the man in gold, Li Jing.

"Brother, take this." Li Jing flicked his sleeve, and a purple-black banner appeared in his hand, radiating waves of eerie, ghostly aura.

He handed the purple-black banner to the man in green, then turned and drifted out of the Stone Forest.

Suddenly, only Lu Li and the man in green remained in the clearing.

The man in green clutched the purple-black banner, staring at Lu Li with a sinister glare.

"The Ten Thousand Ghost Banner?! That is an ancient artifact found by True Lord Yellow Spring in the ancient ruins! It houses an army of ten thousand ghosts! It is peerless! Its power is equivalent to a mid-grade spirit artifact! This is a bit shameless!"

Outside the arena, the omniscient spectators immediately began their commentary.

A wave of gasps erupted instantly.

Once the army of fierce ghosts inside the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner was released, wouldn't that Lu Li be dead for sure?

Lu Li's expression was solemn, his gaze cold and sharp, lost in thought.

In his left hand, he gripped the Ghost Raising Tower tightly.

With his right hand, he casually tossed the low-grade Spirit Ghost toward the edge of the Stone Forest.

Clearly, he feared the shockwaves of the battle would crush the weak spirit.

"Brat, have you thought of your last words?"

The man in green glanced at the Spirit Ghost and asked with a sinister face.

His entire body's mana began to pour into the purple-black banner in his hand.

From the banner, strands of sinister and terrifying aura began to emanate.

Faintly, the horrifying, chilling wails of ten thousand ghosts could be heard.

It felt as if, in the next moment, thousands of fierce ghosts would crawl out from hell to wreak havoc upon the world.

BOOM.

Just then, the earth shook.

The stone slabs beneath Lu Li's feet buckled and shattered as his blood energy erupted. He charged out like a cannonball fired from a chamber, his momentum fierce and unstoppable.

"Overestimating yourself!"

The man in green let out a disdainful snort and flicked his other hand.

Swish!

A silver cold needle whistled through the air, transforming into a sharp, snow-white ray of light that struck directly at the center of Lu Li's brow.

At the same time, bursts of black mist erupted from beneath the green robes, shrouding a radius of ten zhang and instantly obscuring his figure completely.

The black mist emitted a nauseating, dizzying stench; it was the Yellow Springs Nether Qi cultivated from the Yellow Springs True Scripture, and it was incredibly poisonous!

It's over.

That Lu Li is dead for sure.

Once the army of fierce ghosts emerges from the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner, even a Foundation Establishment cultivator would have to die.

The crowd seemed to already see the gruesome sight of Lu Li being torn apart by ten thousand ghosts.

Just then, with a ding, Lu Li actually took the incoming cold needle directly with his face. Without stopping for even a moment, he rushed before the black mist and flicked his hand, throwing out a ball of golden light.

It was the Ghost Raising Tower!

The small, pitch-black tower was now emitting an astonishing, brilliant radiance.

There was also rapidly expanding energy and a terrifyingly high temperature.

BANG!

A heaven-shattering explosion rang out.

The Ghost Raising Tower self-destructed, and the resulting intense golden light expanded rapidly, as if being inflated, instantly swelling to the size of a house and sweeping outward.

Those black mists melted away into nothingness in an instant, just like morning fog under a scorching sun.

The green-robed man's figure was immediately revealed, his face filled with shock and terror as he watched Lu Li rush before him and extend a large palm toward him.

Five fingers, thick as carrots, rapidly enlarged in his pupils.

Great Strength Vajra Dharma Incantation!

Great Mercy and Great Compassion Palm!

Thud.

A head, like cow dung blown apart by a firecracker! Filth flew everywhere!

Then, a strong wind brought by Lu Li blew, knocking the headless corpse to the ground with a dull thud.

Lu Li grabbed the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner with a large hand, glanced at the corpse on the ground, and said expressionlessly:

"Your magical artifact is not bad, but... it belongs to me now!"