Using the People-Crossing Scripture to permanently cleanse evil could earn Yin Virtue.
It could also temper the Yin Spirit.
Even without these people's request, Wang Quan wanted to cleanse one evil after another as quickly as possible, deepening his own reserves.
Now that these people had not only prepared medicine to restore his magic power but were also offering Green Fly Coins, his first instinct was to agree.
But the instant he opened his mouth, a new idea struck him. "Everyone, I don't want your Green Fly Coins!"
At these words, the cultivator who had come in his physical body looked slightly unsettled.
He didn't want Green Beetles?
Then he wanted other resources?
The cultivator who had descended in his physical body spoke. "Then, fellow Daoist, what resources do you need? We can provide them!"
Wang Quan shook his head. "I don't want resources either!"
"I only need the Magic Power Pills you're providing."
The physical-body cultivator froze at these words.
That simple?
For a moment, he was immensely grateful to Wang Quan. "Fellow Daoist..."
Wang Quan waved a hand and smiled. "Cleansing evil, weakening the Great Tomb, and strengthening this foothold are every cultivator's duty."
"Even if you hadn't asked, I would have done it."
"It's just that each use of the People-Crossing Scripture consumes too much magic power, so my progress has been slow!"
"Now that you're providing pills to replenish my magic power, I'll naturally give it my all."
The physical-body cultivator was endlessly grateful.
A little later, Wang Quan received a box containing thirty to fifty pills.
Each pill could replenish a hundred measures of magic power.
"Fellow Daoist, we hope you can use up all these pills to weaken the Great Tomb's power."
"As for us, we'd also like to see whether we can kill the Grand General on the lowest level once and for all."
Wang Quan's interest stirred. "Is the Grand General on the lowest level powerful? Do you need me to help with the People-Crossing Scripture? If we used the People-Crossing Scripture to kill that Grand General..."
The physical-body cultivator shook his head. "We searched through the records yesterday and discovered that the stronger an evil being is, the more recitations of the People-Crossing Scripture it takes."
"That Grand General is terrifying. He might withstand thirty to fifty recitations of the People-Crossing Scripture."
"Rather than gamble on an uncertainty, it would be safer to use those thirty to fifty recitations of the People-Crossing Scripture to permanently weaken the Great Tomb's power."
Wang Quan nodded. "All right, then I'll keep cleansing the evil on the first level."
After the two settled on the timing, Wang Quan stepped into the first level.
Meanwhile, the physical-body cultivator contacted the other physical-body cultivators and called them over.
A little later, everyone saw the hall tremble slightly. Then another blank strip, as wide as a chive leaf, appeared on the wall.
"That fellow Daoist has begun!"
"Everyone, let's enter the Tenth Layer and kill the Grand General!"
"Lastly... those of you remaining here, we hope you can help empower the scriptures."
Inside the hall, the many Yin Spirits were excited. "Rest assured. Empowering the scriptures not only strengthens their suppression of the Great Tomb but also tempers our own Yin Spirits."
"It's a win-win situation. We'll certainly take it seriously!"
After thanking everyone, the cultivators who had descended in their physical bodies brought over a hundred top Yin Spirit experts with them into the Tenth Layer.
As soon as the group entered the Tenth Layer, all the other Yin Spirits in the hall began empowering the Daoist Scriptures on the walls.
Some also inscribed Daoist Scriptures on the newly formed wall.
But before they could cover it with Daoist Scriptures, the hall trembled again, and another blank section of wall appeared, followed by a second, a third...
The blank sections of wall kept multiplying.
The Yin Spirits remaining in the hall began cheering.
"Perhaps this time we really can ride this momentum and destroy the Great Tomb completely!"
"We have a fellow Daoist who has mastered the People-Crossing Scripture permanently weakening it, seven or eight cultivators here in their physical bodies, and over a hundred top Yin Spirit experts cleansing and slaughtering the evil!"
"On top of that, cleansing operations have begun on several other levels at the same time."
"How much longer... can this Great Tomb hold out?"
At that moment:
Several teams were slaughtering evil beings simultaneously on every level of the Great Tomb.
The faster teams withdrew immediately after clearing their level, then entered again, slaughtering repeatedly to temporarily weaken the Great Tomb's might.
As Wang Quan permanently cleansed more and more evil beings, everyone could clearly feel that the evil they faced was growing weaker.
Though the weakening came only in tiny threads and wisps, the cultivators already found things easier than before.
The Tenth Layer was a city containing over a hundred thousand evil beings.
The countless evil beings wore hideous faces and did not follow the scripted events at all. The moment they saw the seven or eight cultivators in their physical bodies and over a hundred Yin Spirit experts, they poured out in full force:
"Eat them!"
"Tear apart their flesh and blood, then let the feast begin!"
Behind the many evil beings stood a general.
The general rode an Iron-and-Flesh Warhorse.
The warhorse's head was twisted and hideous, crowned with horns, and he breathed streams of black flame.
The general astride the warhorse had three heads and six arms, wielding a saber, spear, sword, halberd, bow, and arrows.
The general growled and roared.
"Prepare for battle!"
A Yin Spirit cultivator casually hurled one blast of Thunderfire after another. The Thunderfire exploded, reducing evil beings within dozens of meters to dust and ash.
A Yin Spirit formed seals with both hands. The next second, hundreds upon thousands of great snakes glowing green appeared and coiled around the evil beings.
A Yin Spirit slapped a gourd, sending countless grains of glowing red iron sand flying out to grind down the evil beings like millstones.
Some Yin Spirits scattered beans that became soldiers, some summoned wind and rain, and others opened Sword Cases to unleash hundreds upon thousands of streaks of sword light.
A physical-body cultivator opened a box and tipped it over:
The next second, hundreds upon thousands of White Bone Beads spilled out.
The beads hit the ground and rolled, sprouting limbs and heads. Some took human form, others became beasts, and they rushed at the evil beings with a clattering crunch.
Crack!
Crack!
The Tenth Layer shook.
With every tremor, the cultivators noticed the auras of the evil beings weaken a little.
This made their fighting spirit soar even higher.
Several cultivators who had descended in their physical bodies kept counting how many times the evil beings had been weakened.
When, by their calculations, Wang Quan had consumed his last pill for replenishing magic power, they growled, "Kill!"
The physical-body cultivators unleashed numerous spells, sweeping away the evil beings as they rapidly advanced toward the Grand General.
Crack!
The Grand General's body suddenly split open, and a twisted monster crawled out.
This monster had a hundred arms, eighteen heads, and wings formed from white bones on his back.
The monster growled and roared, his eyes blazing with fury.
At the sight of this monster, the physical-body cultivators grew excited. "Just as we thought! When the Great Tomb's power is permanently weakened, this Grand General enters his second form."
"If we kill this second form, we might be able to put an end to the Great Tomb for good!"
"Everyone, attack with everything you have!"
The Yin Spirit cultivators immediately unleashed their spells, concentrating their fire on the twisted monster.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Thunderfire, wind and rain, White Bone Warriors, great snakes, and all manner of bizarre spells struck the monster.
After a string of furious explosions, the evil beings around the monstrous Grand General were reduced to dust and ash. Even the monstrous Grand General had his bones shattered and sinews torn, exposing stark white bone.
The cultivators smiled.
But the next second, their smiles froze.
The monstrous Grand General's injuries had healed in an instant.
Then he swung his hundred arms.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A hundred cultivators were smashed to pieces.
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