The Old Devil Spat a Seal to Burn the Azure Heavens, the Dao Child Swung a Ring to Shatter a Skull
The wood is eerily dark.
The Old Devil, High Person Jinquan, was originally a cultivator practicing the righteous path of wood magic. However, whether due to being seduced by others or his own volition, he later embarked on the demonic path and joined the Transformation Sect.
He was also quite talented. Under the guidance of the previous leader of the Transformation Sect, he fused wood magic and demonic arts together, thus earning the title of Wood Devil.
He was also a Grand True Person in the Late Golden Core Stage. At this moment, as he displayed his power, billowing gray-green wood-elemental demonic energy surged from his body, sweeping across the surrounding area for several miles like a tidal wave.
Within that demonic energy, countless twisted vines and ferocious demonic trees sprouted forth, weaving together in the air to form a massive net that blotted out the sun. On it bloomed countless enormous, brightly colored flower buds, which slowly unfurled, releasing layers upon layers of poisonous light that swept away the clouds in the sky.
Chen Shuangbai's gaze narrowed slightly as he looked at the vibrant flower buds blooming all over the sky and the poisonous light pouring out. He couldn't help but admire them inwardly, but he remained calm.
The [ Swaying Moon Sunken Cold Treasure Mirror ] rotated gently, and the illusory image of the immortal cassia tree cascaded down with more golden light, like a golden waterfall. Although it was slightly shaken by the impact of the poisonous light, it remained as stable as a mountain, blocking all the poisonous light from the outside.
At the same time, he drew the [ Foot-Long Silk ] from his waist; the blade shimmered with Azure Wave light, and moonlight flickered within it.
"Truly worthy of being a Grand True Person in the Late Golden Core Stage."
Chen Shuangbai held the [ Foot-Long Silk ], her jade eyes fixed intently on High Person Jinquan. She watched as a massive, sinister Wood Devil form, shrouded in a yellowish-green glow, gradually materialized behind him. It unfurled eight arms like Withered Wood, each radiating demonic energy in its palms and eyes. Its voice was calm as still water as it spoke:
"But if that's all there is to it, then this junior will not stand on ceremony!"
Guh!
A strange toad croaking sound rang out, and then a sign of lunar eclipse appeared between Chen Shuangbai. Immediately afterward, white on the outside and black on the inside [ Fallen Toad Light ] poured out from it, each beam carrying the meaning of loss, even more sinister than poisonous light, and it even had a bit of a counterattack posture.
Upon seeing this, High Person Jinquan snorted coldly. The eight Withered Wood giant arms of the Wood Devil behind him merged in pairs, and a rich yellow-green light brewed from them. At the same time, something appeared in front of the Old Devil.
It was a small seal, on which coiled a strange beast resembling a dragon, its entire body a Withered Wood, grayish-white color, exuding an eerie, decaying aura.
A grayish-white light shone brightly, transforming into invisible ripples. Wherever the ripples passed, the Spiritual Qi in the air seemed to be drained of its vitality, becoming lifeless. Even the moonlight surrounding Chen Shuangbai seemed to dim a bit.
This demon possesses Law Treasure. Chen Shuangbai was not surprised, nor did he stop to observe. Instead, he raised the sword in his hand, and all the light in the sky subsided, its sharpness concealed beneath the sword, leaving only the sword emitting a gentle glow.
[ Flowing Light on Snow ]!
The bright, shimmering light, like a torrential rain, gushed forth and instantly swept away the poisonous vines, demonic trees, and vibrant flower buds covering the entire mountainside.
High Person Jinquan's face turned extremely pale. The Wood Devil image behind him swayed rapidly amidst the cascading light of the Supreme Yin Sword Technique, resembling a fragile branch in a storm, utterly helpless.
Although he knew that this Jade Spring Dao Child was extraordinary, having received a sword strike from him that day, and understood the other party's mastery of swordsmanship, and was well-prepared for this, the other party's sword strike still had such power.
"No... If we allow such potential to continue growing, it could become a major threat to our Holy Church!"
The broken Wood Devil statue's eight arms suddenly opened, revealing four rings within, their entire body shimmering with yellow-green magic light.
The rings were covered with strange and sinister demonic incantations, like snakes and ants. The four rings vibrated together, emitting a piercing buzzing sound, as if countless insects were gnawing at bones.
Chen Shuangbai looked closely and saw that the golden streams of light hanging from the treasure mirror seemed to sway in the strange buzzing sound. She thought to herself, "He really is a master of the demonic path."
He raised his left hand and flicked his finger, and the mirror stopped its golden light. A flash of moonlight appeared on the mirror's surface, and a Mingguang shot out.
The Mingguang, enveloped in the falling frost flowers, met the thick, viscous, gray-green poisonous light gushing forth from the four rings, which transformed into hundreds of pythons.
Just as Chen Shuangbai was about to raise his sword again, his Dao heart suddenly warned him. He raised the sword and swung it horizontally behind him, causing a burst of spiritual light to erupt from the sword. The sword also bent slightly, revealing a purple demonic cone flashing with countless demonic incantations, which was embedded in it.
Chen Shuangbai eyes flashed, and a clear crescent moon rose from the ground, slashing the purple demonic cone back. Immediately, a streak of azure lightning flashed from her sleeve, and a magic shuttle flew out, wrapped in wind and lightning, and gently tapped the side of the purple demonic cone.
The purple demonic cone made a soft sound, and two clear cracks appeared on its side. Its spiritual power was greatly damaged, and it let out a mournful cry, but it was held tightly by Chen Shuangbai's [ Azure Thunder Cloud-Piercing Shuttle ]. The two fought fiercely amidst the flowing light.
Without a doubt, the purple demonic cone was also Law Treasure of High Person Jinquan, which he had hidden until now in the hope of launching a sneak attack on Chen Shuangbai, but Chen Shuangbai dodged it.
When High Person Jinquan saw that his move had no effect, he showed no expression. He raised his hand and brought it together, and a wooden sword appeared in his hand. The front of the sword was painted with a poisonous flower and a demonic tree that devoured people's hearts, while the back was painted with demons and evil spirits that harmed people's lives.
Before he could even gather his sword energy, he felt a chill run down his spine. He barely managed to hold the wooden sword horizontally in front of him when an immense force struck him.
The wooden sword broke off at his waist, and a burst of golden light exploded in his eyes. A huge gash was ripped open in his chest.
Countless golden and jade-colored lights flew out from it, clashing with the demonic energy within the demon's body. The two fought fiercely, causing High Person Jinquan's ears to ring incessantly, and he even spat out a mouthful of blood, his aura immediately weakening considerably.
He Chong had been secretly watching this scene, and upon witnessing it, he couldn't help but exclaim in horror:
"Is it the treasure ring that injured the old ghost in Ziyi that day?"
Before he could think any further, Chen Shuangbai seized the opportunity, braving the sky filled with gray-green poisonous light, and closed in on High Person Jinquan. He then raised his sword and slashed down!
The swirling, Great Yin Illusory Radiance poured forth from the sword, like snowflakes fluttering and rain pelting down, striking the face of this great demonic True Person.
High Person Jinquan was shocked and enraged. The small seal in his hand, which was coiled with a strange beast resembling a dragon, suddenly emitted a poisonous light and shot straight at Chen Shuangbai's chest and abdomen, intending to fight each other to the death.
He had assumed that Chen Shuangbai would be careful to avoid danger and withdraw his sword stance, instead choosing to continue fighting him.
However, the Grand Yin Dao treasure mirror above Chen Shuangbai's head reappeared, emitting a faint fragrance and swaying osmanthus shadows, with golden streams of light hanging down. It barely managed to block the light, but it still fell into her body.
At the same time... the [ Foot-Long Silk ] in his hand had already been swung down.
A bloodcurdling scream rang out on the battlefield.
Those at the Golden Core stage looked over and saw two figures clashing in the center of the battlefield. One had a gaping wound in his chest and abdomen, poisonous light corroding his flesh, while the other—
Chen Shuangbai swung his sword down, the blade flowing with fine, Great Yin Illusory Radiance, breaking through High Person Jinquan's protective demonic light and the blessing of the small seal. It slashed into High Person Jinquan's demonic body from the right side of his neck, spewing out even denser and brighter Grand Yin light.
High Person Jinquan was in pain and suffered another serious injury, but this also aroused the Old Devil's ferocity. He gritted his teeth, opened his mouth and spat out a yellow-green demonic light that shot directly onto Chen Shuangbai's face.
If I'm not having a good time, you won't be either!
But in his eyes, he saw a face with a slight smile.
Chen Shuangbai chuckled softly, and a sign of a lunar eclipse appeared between her brows. A flurry of eerie light poured out from it, carrying a golden and jade-colored jeweled ring, which shattered the yellow-green demonic light and landed on the head of High Person Jinquan.
"Ah?"
Even though High Person Jinquan was a Grand True Person of the Demonic Path at the Late Golden Core Stage, and even though his demonic body had been meticulously refined for many years, in that instant, his head exploded like a watermelon.
The sky was filled with blood-red mist, which exploded in all directions, like a scarlet rainstorm, falling on the mountains and fields below.