"Abbot!" Daoist Kunlun shouted, his sword flashing faster as it hurtled towards Netherworld Lord, attempting to stop Netherworld Lord from continuing his attack on the Shaolin Sect Abbot. The Daoist Evil-Slaying Sword, imbued with eighty percent of Daoist Kunlun's spiritual energy, slashed through the sky with a chilling white aura. Wherever it passed, the surrounding yin and evil energy dissipated, and even the air itself was cut with a fine crack, its power immense.
Netherworld Lord raised an eyebrow, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes. He had intended to seize the opportunity to kill the Shaolin Sect abbot and completely shatter the righteous sects' aura, but he hadn't expected Daoist Kunlun to intervene so urgently. He snorted coldly, neither dodging nor avoiding, and suddenly raised his left hand, a dense ball of black Yin fire condensing in his palm, striking towards Daoist Kunlun's sword shadow. "You ignorant fool, how dare you block my path!"
The black yin fire and the white sword shadow collided, instantly erupting with a piercing sizzling sound. The white sword energy continuously melted the black yin fire, while the black yin fire continuously corroded the sword energy. The two forces intertwined and collided, bursting out sparks everywhere. A powerful shockwave swept in again, forcing the surrounding Underworld soldiers to retreat repeatedly. Many underworld soldiers with lower cultivation levels had their souls shattered by the shockwave, turning into wisps of black smoke and dissipating into the air.
Daoist Kunlun felt a tingling sensation in his arm, and a chilling power surged into his body through the longsword, causing him to shiver and catch his breath slightly. He knew in his heart that the Netherworld Lord's strength was far greater than they had imagined. With his Early Stage of Dragon Transformation Nine Changes, coupled with the eerie and domineering nature of the Netherworld's ultimate techniques, even if he and the Wudang Sect Leader joined forces, they might not be able to contend with him, let alone now that the Abbot was seriously injured and had lost his fighting ability.
"Daoist Master, be careful!" The Wudang Sect Leader's voice rang out just in time. He moved with lightning speed, his whisk flashing so fast it was impenetrable, unleashing a barrage of white energy towards Netherworld Lord like a torrential rain. At the same time, he appeared beside the Shaolin Sect Abbot, quickly supporting the swaying abbot. "Abbot, are you alright?"
The Shaolin Sect abbot leaned against the Wudang Sect leader, his face ashen, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He slowly shook his head, his voice weak yet firm. "This humble nun is unharmed, but... but the Netherworld Lord's evil power is too domineering, corroding my meridians and soul. For the time being, I fear I will be unable to participate in the battle. Sect Leader, Daoist Master, you must be careful. The Netherworld Lord is extremely powerful; do not underestimate him. No matter what, you must protect the White Tiger Token and not let it fall into the hands of the Underworld."
"Abbot, rest assured, we will certainly not fail in our mission!" The Wudang Sect Leader nodded solemnly, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes. He gently placed the abbot behind a relatively safe boulder, then took out a healing pill from his storage bag and placed it into the abbot's mouth. "This Clear Heart Pill can temporarily suppress the evil energy within your body and repair your damaged meridians. You should rest and recuperate here for now. We will hold off the Netherworld Lord!"
Having said that, the Wudang Sect Leader moved swiftly, charging towards Netherworld Lord once more. With a sudden flick of his whisk, countless whisk strands instantly hardened like steel, transforming into countless fine needles that pierced Netherworld Lord's body. " Wudang Ultimate Technique, Thousand Threads Break Evil!"
The Netherworld Lord sneered, slightly shifting his body to easily dodge the Wudang Sect Leader's attack. He swung his black scepter again, and a massive black vortex appeared out of thin air, sucking the Wudang Sect Leader in. "A mere trick, yet you dare to show off your meager skills before me! Nether Vortex, devour all things!"
The Wudang Sect leader's expression changed. He felt a powerful suction force coming from the black vortex, and his body was involuntarily drawn closer to it. He quickly circulated all the spiritual energy in his body, stomped his feet heavily on the ground, and retreated. At the same time, he waved his whisk again, sending streams of white energy towards the black vortex, trying to shatter the strange vortex.
"Useless!" The Netherworld Lord cackled, exerting force with his scepter once more. The suction of the black vortex grew stronger, drawing in the surrounding rubble, trees, and even some righteous disciples with lower cultivation levels. They were instantly swallowed by the vortex, turning into wisps of black smoke and becoming nourishment for the black vortex.
Seeing this, Daoist Kunlun was extremely anxious. He knew that if things continued like this, the Wudang Sect Leader would eventually be swallowed by the black vortex. Then, he would be left alone, utterly unable to withstand the Netherworld Lord's attacks, let alone protect the White Tiger Token. He took a deep breath, a resolute glint in his eyes, and rapidly formed hand seals, chanting obscure Daoist incantations. The spiritual energy around him surged wildly, and the white light grew ever brighter, " Kunlun Secret Technique, drawing upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, forging a sword to slay evil!"
As the Daoist Kunlun chanted, the clouds above rolled, and countless white spiritual energies of heaven and earth converged towards him like a tide, condensing on the longsword in his hand. The sword's light grew brighter and brighter, and its length continued to increase, eventually transforming into a huge sword shadow several meters long. The sword shadow was covered with Daoist runes, exuding a chilling aura of righteousness that could suppress all evil spirits.
"Master, no!" The Wudang Sect leader's expression changed drastically upon seeing this. He knew that while the secret technique used by the Daoist Kunlun was powerful, it consumed an immense amount of spiritual energy. A slight misstep could injure him, or even destroy his cultivation. "This secret technique is too dangerous! Stop it immediately!"
Daoist Kunlun shook his head, his eyes resolute. "Sect Leader, there is no other way now! The Netherworld Lord is too powerful. We can only fight with all our might to have a glimmer of hope, to protect the White Tiger Token, and to fight for the hope of all living beings! Today, even if my cultivation is completely destroyed, I will still kill this old ghost of the Netherworld!"
Having said that, Daoist Kunlun gripped his longsword with both hands and, with all his might, unleashed the enormous sword shadow, several meters long, towards Netherworld Lord and the black vortex. " Daoist Evil-Slaying Sword, Ultimate Form: Heaven and Earth Return Together!"
The enormous sword shadow, carrying a world-destroying force, roared towards the Netherworld Lord. Wherever it passed, the suction force of the black vortex instantly weakened, and the surrounding yin and evil energy was dissolved by the sword energy. Even the clouds in the sky were cleaved open by the sword shadow, and sunlight shone through the gap, falling on the mountainside of Mount Hua and dispelling some of the yin and cold energy.
Upon seeing the sword shadow, a hint of apprehension finally flashed in the eyes of the Netherworld Lord. He could sense that this sword shadow contained an extremely powerful aura of righteousness, and it had also drawn upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, making its power far surpass any previous attack. He dared not be careless, immediately retracting the black vortex, gripping the black scepter with both hands, and pouring all the yin and evil energy within his body into the scepter. The black light on the scepter grew increasingly intense, and a faint dragon's roar echoed from it, "Netherworld Ultimate Technique, Black Dragon Devours Heaven!"
With the shout of the Netherworld Lord, a huge black dragon phantom appeared out of thin air on the scepter. The black dragon bared its fangs and claws, exuding a dense aura of yin and evil, and pounced towards the sword shadow of the Daoist Kunlun.