When the aura of a cultivator descended, it stirred the hearts of these low-level ferocious beasts, who gritted their teeth and dared not roar as they had before.
After the long trail swept across the sky, the low-level ferocious beasts below tentatively raised their heads, while the several streaks of light that had been escaping from the sky had long since disappeared.
Watching the scenery below rush past rapidly, countless great rivers, towering mountains and lush forests vanished in an instant.
With the addition of several Earth Immortal cultivators, Xu Long's return journey was actually a bit faster; this hasty journey was indeed a last resort.
Although he is now famous Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary, he is still unknown within the Jade Screen Sect School.
Although there were cultivators remaining at the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary who sent communication talismans, the awkward thing was that Yunmo had no background within the Jade Screen Sect School, which prevented him from freely using the Dojo established by the Jade Screen Sect School.
If Xu Long establishes a new network of relationships within the sect, his journey through the Boundless Wilderness will be greatly shortened.
With the roads opened up by the dojos under the jurisdiction of the Jade Screen Sect School, traveling within the Daning Commandery Kingdom would undoubtedly be without any obstacles.
Upon returning from this journey, Xu Long shone with golden light, and he could already see the shadow of the Rotten Peach Mountain Dao Field behind one mountain peak after another...
Bang!
A muffled thud came from the air.
The enormous ghostly figure below was instantly forced back by a whisk.
The whisk continued its momentum, and after the ghostly figure landed, wisps of fluff from the whisk actually condensed.
In an instant, the clump of flying fluff coalesced into something resembling a steel spear, which it then thrust fiercely at the trembling ghostly figure below.
When the ghostly figure saw the steel spear coming at it, its face turned ashen, almost like a human.
It then rolled on the ground, gathering countless specks of dust like an earth dragon to form a defensive barrier.
However, the whisk, which is originally a soft and yielding substance, was now solidified into a steel spear, making it appear even more powerful as it swept in from beyond the sky.
With a whoosh, it pierced through the ghostly figure's defenses like a sharp blade.
The sound of "crackling" suddenly rang out, and the ghostly figure on the ground tried to escape when it saw that things were not going well, but how could the whisk let it go?
The steel spear, after breaking through the defenses, scattered instantly, and the air currents in the air froze.
Immediately afterwards, a whooshing sound was heard, and the whisks in the arena had scattered into a sky full of flying fluff.
Under the command of the celestial beings, it transformed into a streak of light, heading straight for the fleeing ghostly figure.
Upon seeing this, the ghostly figure cried out inwardly, "Oh no!"
It is unknown when the Jade Screen Sect School sent these Heavenly Immortal cultivators to inspect the various Daoist temples.
Having been stationed at this Rotten Peach Mountain Dao Field for a long time, I have already had my life seized by that fierce god.
The newcomer, without distinguishing right from wrong, assumed that a ghost cultivator had taken over the place and was about to strangle him without warning.
Looking at the figure dressed in a blue robe outside, Ghost Shadow was greatly troubled.
As fellow members of the Jade Screen Sect School, the other party, being Heavenly Immortal cultivator, did not allow him to offer any explanation.
Perhaps in the eyes of this Heavenly Immortal cultivator, his life was as laughable as that of an ant.
Despite being attacked by Heavenly Immortal cultivators, Ghost Shadow still had to fight back with all its might.
A series of rapid and frequent incantations rang out in the arena, and the vajra that had been suspended in the air for a long time was about to move.
A layer of azure light burst forth overhead, and the earth cone beneath it rose upside down, hurtling towards the streak of lightning with a whooshing sound.
After the Dharma pestle and earth cone were turned upside down, the Heavenly Circle immediately protected the ghostly figure below, enveloping it in a layer of blue light, which gave the ghostly figure a moment of relief.
Before he could make a move, a crisp "ding" was heard, and the ground cone in mid-air instantly broke free from the ghost's control.
snort!
The figure in the sky gave a cold laugh, his tone filled with disdain.
As the whisk swept through the air, it transformed into a streak of lightning. Just as the earth spike was about to rise, the lightning-fast streak suddenly stopped.
Then, it suddenly formed an arc in the air, and even though the incoming ground cone had the speed to cut through the air, it was firmly caught by the arc in an instant.
The figure in the sky moved again, and the impromptu ribbon trembled instantly, causing the magic pestle to dim.
Then, as if twisted by a Super Strength, it plummeted straight to the ground.
The blue light in front of the ghostly figure momentarily blurred, and he felt a growing anxiety.
Forget about capturing the pestle, in that instant, all he could think about was escaping.
The ghostly figures on the ground fled frantically, showing no mercy to the peach orchards covering the mountain, only hoping to escape with their lives.
As it fled, it plowed a deep trench in the ground, while the streak of lightning in the sky showed no mercy.
Seeing the ghostly figure about to flee, the figure standing in the sky cursed angrily:
"Act recklessly!"
Along with a furious curse, a streak of lightning flashed out.
At this moment, the flying catkins, dancing wildly in the sky, resembled steel spikes, carried along by the bolt of lightning.
The flying fluff at the front transformed into nails, instantly pinning the fleeing ghost to the ground.
Several muffled thuds echoed through the mountains, the steel nails truly acting like a finger pointing to the sky, firmly pressing the ghostly figure below to the ground.
The deep ditch suddenly stopped, and then the ghostly figure appeared on the ground.
The steel nails formed from the flying catkins were clearly imbued with Magic Power; when they were driven into the ground, the ghostly figure had nowhere to escape.
The ghostly figure below felt itself suddenly sink, and a sharp pain surged through its body.
Just as he was about to flee, the streak of lightning had already subdued him on the spot.
"Ah! Immortal, please spare me! Immortal, have mercy!"
Pinned down by the flying steel nails and blocked by the ribbon, the ghostly figure on the ground was helpless.
Even the magic staff in the sky quickly dimmed, and the ghostly figure lying prostrate on the ground was no longer able to fight.
"Keep running! Keep running!"
A blue figure from beyond the sky took a step forward, and the figure descended from the clouds into the Rotten Peach Mountain Dao Field.
He watched the ghostly figure crawling and struggling at his feet, a strong sense of mockery flashing in his eyes.
He continued to question the ghostly figure, as if the previous chase had been nothing more than a game.
Despite employing all his skills under his whisk, the ghost was ultimately outmaneuvered and captured.
"Immortal, spare my life! I am merely a cultivator guarding the Daoist temple!"
The ghostly figure struggled restlessly on the ground, the flying fluff piercing its invisible body.
Like countless steel spikes, they tormented him, leaving him in a state of agonizing pain, unable to escape death.
"You say you're a cultivator left behind? Then do you know who I am? And whose dojo this is?"
The monk in blue robes remained unmoved by the ghostly figure's screams; instead, he looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back.
He seemed to be talking to himself, his expression showing a hint of arrogance.
"I know! The Immortal is from the Jade Screen Sect School... Ah!"
"Since you know that, you still dare to stop me!"
The ghostly figure struggled painfully beneath the whisk, daring not to retaliate against the green-robed disciple's sharp methods and arrogant questions, and could only endure the humiliation in response.
But when the blue-robed cultivator heard the words " Jade Screen Sect School," he suddenly flew into a rage.