Chen Shuangbai clasped her hands together and softly chanted, "Open!"
Above Hengzhang City, the brightly shining spirit banner transformed into a beam of emerald light and landed beside Chen Shuangbai, radiating a spiritual light far exceeding its previous brilliance. With a sudden tremor, it unleashed a dazzling emerald light, enveloping the entire battlefield on the side closest to the Jing Kingdom in a brilliant curtain of light.
Under the protection of the spirit banner, the cultivators of the Jade Spring Sect received blessings, making it easier and smoother to cast spells, faster to recover their Law Power, and even quicker to heal their injuries.
Again, on the front of the spirit banner, verdant trees and delicate flowers appeared, along with a shimmering expanse of water that floated between heaven and earth, condensing into frost flowers and falling like countless frost stars.
These frost stars were no bigger than a thumb, yet they were incredibly swift. As soon as they hit the ground, they shattered like icebergs, and the terrifying frost contained within swept in all directions, turning into deadly frost pits about ten feet in size.
Every insect, beast, corpse demon, or cultivator they came into contact with was instantly robbed of their life force, dying beyond any hope of survival.
Chen Shuangbai stood before the [ Clear Waves Reflecting the Moon Banner ], her hands forming hand Law Seals, drawing in the vast spiritual energy and channeling it into the banner. The water vapor below then transformed into even more frost stars, a magnificent and dazzling spectacle, like scattered stars.
"Go!"
Froststar transformed into a sky full of cold light, sweeping across the opposing warships and shooting down several ships in a single exchange.
The warship was covered with a thick layer of frost, and its hull creaked under the weight before it shattered with a crash, turning into countless fragments that fell from the sky.
Devil Cultivator on the ship escaped quickly, that would be fine.
Those who didn't have time to escape were turned into ice sculptures, which then shattered into ice shards scattered all over the ground.
He Chong's face turned completely gloomy.
He hadn't expected that the spirit banner in Chen Shuangbai's hand would be so powerful, not only able to bless his own cultivators but also able to unleash such a wide-range attack Law Technique.
Chen Shuangbai, however, was deeply moved.
This spirit banner was crafted for him by Du Zifeng when he was in the Late Qi Refining Stage. It was initially only Low-Grade Spirit Artifact, but after being nurtured by him for many years, it was upgraded to Mid-Grade Spirit Artifact.
When the Golden Core was condensed in Parasol Tree Valley, this spirit banner received the blessing of Chen Shuangbai Golden Core condensation, and successfully transformed into a Supreme-Grade Spirit Artifact, greatly enhancing its power and far surpassing its former level.
The black mist gradually spread out, from which ghostly spirits flew out, emitting shrill screams. This caused the cultivators of the Jade Spring Sect to cover their ears, their minds in turmoil.
Chen Shuangbai stared intently and saw that from within the billowing black mist, giant skeletal hands suddenly emerged, twisting and contorting to form a throne of bones.
On the throne sat a black-clad cultivator with a long, narrow face, slightly narrowed eyes, and eerie green pupils like those of a venomous snake. He was coldly staring at him, while the shadow beneath him seemed to boil, from which countless ghostly spirits emerged.
Chen Shuangbai raised an eyebrow slightly and couldn't help but smile.
"Oh, it's you."
He didn't even address him as " True Person " or "Fellow Daoist," which made He Chong, who was already holding a grudge, even angrier.
"You brat, you mistakenly think that just because you've had a stroke of fortuitous opportunity and condensed a Supreme-Grade Golden Core, you can do whatever you want in this world!"
He Chong's voice was like two pieces of raw iron rubbing together, extremely unpleasant, carrying a chilling killing intent. The ghosts beneath him emitted mournful cries, displaying the demeanor of a grandmaster of the demonic path.
No sooner had he finished speaking than the bone throne beneath him suddenly shattered, transforming into countless sharp bone spikes that shot towards Chen Shuangbai.
Each Root Bone was wreathed in dark demonic energy, whistling sharply as if it were tearing the air apart.
Chen Shuangbai's expression remained unchanged.
He didn't even use any Law Technique or Divine Ability; he simply uttered a soft "Transform."
The [ Clear Waves Reflecting the Moon Banner ] behind him trembled once more, and the river on the banner began to flow. In the shimmering water, endless ripples arose, and ripples collided with ripples, creating even more ripples. As a result, any Law Artifact or magical Law Technique that fell into the ripples could only freeze in mid-air and lose all their power.
Chen Shuangbai chuckled lightly, flicked his sleeve, and the white bone spikes froze inch by inch, turning into a sky full of icy crystals that disappeared into the wind.
" He Chong, if you truly wish to avenge yourself, you might as well display some real skill, lest the world think I am the senior and you are the junior."
He Chong, He Chong was so angry that he was practically jumping out of his skin. His face, which was already long, was now pulled down so much that it looked like a horse's face, which made Chen Shuangbai unable to help but laugh out loud.
"You arrogant brat!"
He Chong a step forward and appeared high in the sky. With a flick of his sleeve, nine black lights roared out, transforming into nine ferocious black shadows. They brought with them shrill screams and the sound of air being torn apart, attacking Chen Shuangbai from all directions.
Chen Shuangbai left the [ Clear Waves Reflecting the Moon Banner ] in place, and his body radiated a dazzling Divine Ability light as he broke through the atmosphere to meet the attack.
[ Foot-Long Silk ] leaped out from her waist, transforming into sixteen sword shadows, which condensed into sixteen Frost Osmanthus Sword Essence. A sound of metal clashing rang out, knocking down the nine black lights from the sky.
Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be nine evil ghost throwing knives.
The nine evil ghost throwing knives were knocked to the ground, their blades still bearing the chilling aura of the Frost Osmanthus Sword Essence, emitting a buzzing tremor as if they were wailing.
He Chong's face grew even uglier.
Although they already knew how powerful Chen Shuangbai Sword Essence, they never expected that in just one exchange, he would damage their ghost blade so badly, even harming the spirit of the ghost residing within it.
"Excellent Sword Essence!"
He Chong said through gritted teeth, his tone filled with hatred.
Chen Shuangbai ignored his praise, and the sixteen Sword Essence merged into one, transforming into a long sword that was entirely silver-white and exuded a faint frosty aura, which fell back into his palm.
He stood there with his sword in hand, his robes fluttering in the wind, and with his handsome and otherworldly appearance, he truly looked like a banished immortal.
Even the Devil Cultivator Transformation Sect of the Huasheng Sect on the other side had to admit that this Daoist Dao Child of the Jade Spring Sect was indeed exceptionally handsome.
"I know you hate me to the core. Use whatever means you have, lest you truly die by my hand."
Chen Shuangbai said calmly.
Upon hearing He Chong's anger flared up instantly. The shadow beneath him rapidly expanded, transforming into a lake of shadows suspended in the sky, from which emerged one ghost after another, emitting mournful cries like those of a collapsing mountain or a tsunami.
The cry seemed to come from the deepest hell, carrying a chill that penetrated straight to the soul, causing the cultivators on both sides fighting below to shiver involuntarily.
Some disciples of the Jade Spring Sect with lower cultivation levels even felt that their souls were being impacted, and various hallucinations began to appear before their eyes, as if countless wronged souls were whispering in their ears, luring them into the abyss.
A piercing sound rang in He Chong's ears; it was a cry more terrifying than the wails of evil spirits.
" Ten Thousand Souls Devour the Heavens!"