Faced with Chen Shuangbai's teasing, Fang Yan did not reply. Instead, in the instant his escape light turned around, he threw out many black balls from his sleeve. As soon as the black balls fell out, they rapidly grew larger and transformed into ferocious ghosts.
Those ghostly figures, with blue faces and fangs, their eyes filled with resentment, howled as they attacked Chen Shuangbai.
Chen Shuangbai's escape light did not land, but instead passed straight through these Yin ghosts.
From beginning to end, the ghosts seemed completely unaware.
Fang Yan's Divine Sense stirred slightly, and he quickly understood.
It's an illusion!
The entire blessed land was far more vast than the secret realm, and Fang Yan was no small fry from the demonic path; he possessed countless ways to obstruct the way, and soon the paleness on his face gradually faded.
But this is only the surface; the wounds to the soul are not so easily healed.
Fortunately... the intense pain emanating from his soul was temporarily suppressed, allowing him to free up his hands to eliminate the cultivator who had caused him this pain.
As the bluish- Chen Shuangbai's figure appeared. Looking at Fang Yan not far away, she smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, are you ready to be executed?"
Fang Yan was not angry.
Under the tutelage of Qing Yizi, a Golden Core of the Demonic Path, he had long since abandoned emotions like anger that could affect his State of Mind. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and scrutinized the Jade Spring Sect cultivator before him who had almost caused him to capsize in the ditch.
"Very good. This kind of cunning and ruthless soul attack, so subtle that it's almost impossible to detect... I'm starting to admire you."
Upon hearing this, Chen Shuangbai showed some interest.
"We've never met before, and although we've only exchanged a few words, I must say... Fellow Daoist Fang, you are indeed a remarkable person."
Fang Yan agreed wholeheartedly, replying, "In that case, why don't we..."
His answer was Chen Shuangbai's flying sword!
Clang!
An invisible veil appeared before Fang Yan's eyes, seemingly light and airy, yet Chen Shuangbai's Sword Essence could not pierce it no matter what. When the two came into contact, they stirred up two different colors.
Is it a special Spirit Artifact or Secret Method?
The [ Touching the Tide and Knocking on Jade ] attack was also blocked by this move!
Fang Yan coldly stared at Chen Shuangbai, and also at the Sword Essence that flew back. A chill gradually rose within him, and a sinister demonic aura surged around him. The surrounding clouds and mist gradually dissipated, and the sky gradually darkened.
Not far from the two, four people from the Painstaking Heart Sect and the Setting Sun Sect —or rather, three people now—watched the two facing off with great apprehension.
Want to join?
One of the Painstaking Heart Sect Foundation Establishment from the Kuxin Sect transmitted his voice to his fellow Foundation Establishment beside him.
The fellow Foundation Establishment calmly replied, "Let's go!"
Their goal from the very beginning has been the fortuitous opportunity within this blessed land; how could they possibly waste their time here?
Only the Foundation Establishment of the Setting Sun Sect remains.
He was furious, especially when he thought about the way his fellow disciple had died at the hands of Fang Yan and Chen Shuangbai, but his heart quickly turned cold.
He knew the strength of his fellow disciple, and to see him fall so easily... he couldn't help but shudder, and left without hesitation.
Let's first seek out an auspicious fortuitous opportunity!
Chen Shuangbai and Fang Yan had never taken these people seriously from the beginning, and now the two of them were already fighting each other.
As usual, Fang Yan used the signature technique of the demonic path, throwing out a large number of black balls from his sleeves, which transformed into dozens of blue-faced, fanged ghosts. At the same time, a ghost banner fluttered in the wind, and the patterns of the blue-faced, fanged evil ghosts were lifelike, as if they were about to fly out and devour people at any moment.
As the ghost banner unfurled, it fluttered in the wind, and the image of the blue-faced, fanged demon on the banner seemed to come alive. With a sudden spit, streams of ghostly fire were blown out and landed on the ghosts.
All the ghosts that were touched by the eerie green flames howled in agony. In an instant, their bodies swelled up, and they devoured each other. In just a few breaths, they merged into eight new ghosts with blue faces and fangs, their bodies burning with eerie green flames and their eyes bloodshot.
Boom!
The eight ghostly fire demons attacked Chen Shuangbai with speed and power far exceeding what they had used before.
But facing such a powerful ghost, Chen Shuangbai did not dodge. Instead, he flicked his sleeve, and dozens of shimmering spirit seeds fell out of thin air.
Immediately.
In an instant, it sprouted, branched, blossomed, and flourished, and a lush and verdant spirit tree grew out. Then, to Fang Yan's somewhat astonished gaze, the dozens of spirit trees rapidly turned into ashes, and in their place were dozens of blooming deep green spiritual lights!
It is indeed [ Heavenly Wood Spirit Light ]!
These dozens of deep green spiritual lights, transformed from spiritual seeds, emitted a rich vitality as soon as they appeared. They crossed paths and flew away, and in the blink of an eye, several of them struck the ghostly fire ghost.
The dense spiritual energy and the death energy were inherently incompatible. When the two clashed, the ghosts let out mournful howls and were wiped out in the blink of an eye.
Chen Shuangbai squinted her eyes.
He rarely used this [ Heavenly Wood Spirit Light ] in public.
Although it's not used lightly, it has been a long time since it was learned. Even a pig would have figured it out by now, not to mention the seeds that form the foundation of this Law Technique, each one of which is a spiritual seed cultivated by Uncle-Master Peng Yu.
Seeing the several deep green spiritual lights hurtling towards him, Fang Yan's eyes narrowed. The evil spirit on the ghost banner on his left side inhaled again, and a surge of ghostly energy gathered, transforming it into a huge ghostly cocoon to protect it.
Rumble!
Amidst a series of deafening crashes, Chen Shuangbai, wielding the [ Foot-Long Silk ], brought it down with a swift, decisive strike.
[ Shattering the Moon and Parting the Waves ]!
The crescent moon, as large as a sail, reappeared. In its cool, watery, frosty blue radiance, it cleaved the cocoon formed from deathly energy in two. A streak of gray-white light flew out from within and landed on the other side, revealing Fang Yan's somewhat disheveled figure.
Just as he was about to stir up the ghost banner, he heard his opponent's clear voice say:
"Open!"
A wisp of bluish-white light flickered between Chen Shuangbai's brows, then flew out and landed behind him, transforming into a shimmering, radiant banner.
The front of the banner depicts a rushing river with a bright moon shining above it, flanked by verdant trees and delicate flowers. The back features thirty-six seal characters, each a gem of wisdom, expounding the principles of water and wood.
It is indeed the [ Clear Waves Reflecting the Moon Banner ]!
As soon as the spirit banner appeared, the bright moon depicted on its front hung high and shone alone, its clear moonlight slowly floating and, accompanied by the shimmering water, transforming into layer upon layer of ripples that echoed throughout the entire void.
Ripples collided with each other, stirring up profound principles that echoed far and wide.
Fang Yan understood the ingenious use of the spirit banner almost instantly.
Because he was within the ripples, he didn't suffer any real harm, but what had a greater impact than any physical injury was...
His Law Power became sluggish, which meant that his strength had decreased by more than a fraction of a point in an instant.