White Sand's Illusory Sea Unleashed a River of Swords; Yin Ghosts Devoured His Body, Turning It to Dust
The azure light within the array moved like Light Splitting nature of time. Layer upon layer, densely packed, anything that fell into its grasp would eventually be annihilated by the azure light.
However, three clusters of colorful light intertwined within this woven network of azure light, simultaneously resisting the attacks of the azure light and attacking each other.
Jingxu was already at her limit.
His Divine Sense stirred, and he abruptly looked up to his right, where he saw a figure in flowing white robes slowly emerge. The figure of the Far-Reaching Luminous Sword Immortal had silently appeared among the five of them.
Oh no, there are four of them now—after forming the Buddhist formation, they raised their swords high.
A violent surge of golden and white energy erupted into the sky, shattering the formation that had been painstakingly mended once more.
With a flick of his left hand, the sword immortal sent a golden jade ring crashing down. A sound like a watermelon bursting open rang out, and the nearest Lotus Temple monk let out a mournful cry as his body exploded from his head to his feet, turning into a shower of bloody light as he perished on the spot.
" Mingyu?"
The other three Buddhist monks suddenly cried out in grief. Jingxu, meanwhile, turned his thoughts around and struck the High Antiquity again with the golden pestle. Layers of golden sound waves, like ripples, spread out and landed on the swordsman's sword, exploding into countless bursts of spiritual light.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Jingxu hurriedly led the remaining three to move aside. They saw countless Yin ghosts carrying black scaled swords rushing up from the blood clouds below, like a dark river of swords, pushing aside the blue light and engulfing Chen Shuangbai's figure.
A deafening roar shook the heavens!
The Sword Essence, formed from golden-white radiance, slashed upwards, annihilating the Yin ghosts along the way, and finally struck the pale Law Sword of the Parting Hate Gate successor draped in a blood-red cloak.
On the pale white Law Sword, a pair of male and female faces silently came to life. The bone bells on the hilt emitted a sharp, piercing sound, and the evil fire blazed up, spreading along the sword and enveloping the golden-white Sword Essence, emitting a sizzling burning sound.
Chen Shuangbai's gaze narrowed slightly as he sensed his Sword Essence being continuously devoured and burned. He raised an eyebrow, and his Sword Essence vibrated, instantly repelling the engulfing evil fire. Like a nimble white light, it swiftly leaped in front of Zhao Buyan and directly killed him.
With a tearing sound, Zhao Buyan was cut in two.
But in the next instant, among the countless ghosts, one of them transformed into his form, just as eerie as ever, still wearing a blood-red cloak and still holding that magic Law Sword wreathed in flames.
A strange, pale Sword Essence swept in, and the male and female faces on the sword opened their mouths at the same time, spewing out two streams of pitch-black Sha Qi. Their mournful words and complaints constantly invaded the soul, as if trying to wear down one's mind.
Chen Shuangbai took a step forward, and the [ Azure Sea Hanging Rainbow Dragon-Binding Ring ] in his left palm shot out, exploding into rings of golden and jade-like light, instantly killing countless Yin ghosts in the blood cloud, turning them all into flying ashes.
But the blood-red soul banner was as tall as a mountain, with the other three Golden Core Parting Hate Gate from the Lihen Sect guarding it in a triadic formation.
One person held a white bone conch shell, which wailed like a ghost's cry; another held a dark iron gourd, whose billowing Sha Qi flowed like a river; and the last person... held a small, dark jar, from which blood-red runes seemed to come alive, flying out like birds.
With the blessing of these three forces, the blood-red soul banner, as tall as a mountain, resounded fiercely, and ghosts poured out from it one after another, as if all the mortals of an entire nation had perished within it, vast and mighty, displaying the grandeur of the demonic path.
Hidden in Chen Shuangbai's sleeve, Changming glimpsed the scene through a small gap and couldn't help but mutter, "This isn't much different from the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, is it?"
Chen Shuangbai ignored the jade spirit's mutterings.
The [ Swaying Moon Sunken Cold Treasure Mirror ] above his head meant that almost no ghosts could get close to his body, but the sheer number of ghosts opposite him was too great, which was also draining his Law Power.
Zhao Buyan a step forward and landed beneath the blood-red soul banner. His pale white Law Sword pointed diagonally at the ground, and the male and female figures on the sword twisted their ghostly bodies, emitting low, mournful sounds like ghostly howls that disturbed the mind.
He looked at Chen Shuangbai, his gaze no longer filled with the contempt he had shown before, but with solemnity and undisguised killing intent.
The azure light within this formation has reached an unprecedented level of power.
The Law Power and Divine Sense of all three parties were constantly being depleted.
However, Chen Shuangbai's own [ Lunar Rites Golden Core ] is Supreme-Grade Golden Core with abundant Law Power; Zhao Buyan has that blood-red soul banner, and the Yin ghost in the banner is his source of Law Power; as for Jingxu... he has drawn on a portion of the power of the [ Lesser Lotus Pure Land ], so he doesn't have to worry about using his Law Power.
But it was clear to anyone with eyes that Chen Shuangbai, the Far-Reaching Luminous Sword Immortal, had the upper hand from beginning to end.
Jingxu was already planning to leave.
He smuggled himself into this Grotto-Heaven to retrieve that ancient Buddhist treasure, but now two of his junior brothers have already perished. He will face severe punishment from the temple upon his return...
But while he wanted to escape, Chen Shuangbai had no intention of letting either side go.
"It's almost time!"
The sword immortal suddenly chuckled and abruptly uttered these words—
Zhao Buyan frowned slightly, wondering what tricks Chen Shuangbai was up to.
With this soul banner on his person, he was virtually invincible; he intended to drag this sword immortal to his death here.
As for Jingxu... he drew upon a portion of the Pure Land's power, and fearing that the Zhongtian position would be on guard, he repeatedly struck the ancient bell above his head, releasing layers upon layers of golden sound waves like ripples on water, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Ding-dong!
Like a drop of water falling onto a calm, still lake, creating a clear, crisp sound.
Zhao Buyan was stunned, staring at the unfamiliar scene before him.
"... Illusion?"
White sand forms a sea, snowflakes resemble flowing tassels, and delicate golden flowers flutter down from the sky. Sixteen moon-white rays of light are hidden behind the flying snow and flowing tassels, like layers of jade palaces and towering celestial pillars. Within them, one can vaguely see immortals walking back and forth, whispering and discussing the people on the white sand.
The twelve phases of the moon intertwined to form four beams of Divine Ability light, hanging behind a sword immortal named Far-Reaching Luminous Sword Immortal, who was clad in celestial robes. The sword immortal raised his sword high, and all the tassels, snowflakes, and delicate golden flowers in the sky turned around, transforming into an endless river of Sword Essence that poured down towards Zhao Buyan and Jingxu at the same time!
Wherever the Sword Essence passed, the azure light retreated, the Glazed Glass gold powder dissipated, and the Yin ghosts were annihilated. Even the blood-red soul banner, as tall as a mountain, was impacted and fluttered, with fine cracks appearing on its surface.
Zhao Buyan transformed into a ghost that leaped out from behind Chen Shuangbai, its body flashing with dark light. Zhao Buyan wielding a pale white Law Sword, its bone bells vibrating and emitting a disturbing power that pierced straight through the heart of the renowned Far-Reaching Luminous Sword Immortal.
The evil flames soared into the sky, merging with Chen Shuangbai's body. Dozens of Yin ghosts leaped out from all directions, opening their blood-red maws and biting into various parts of Chen Shuangbai's body. Endless resentment assaulted him, trying to drag him into the abyss of hell.
A smile appeared on Zhao Buyan's face, but in the next instant, it turned into astonishment.
Before them stood the Far-Reaching Luminous Sword Immortal, who was being burned by evil flames and devoured by yin ghosts. A calm smile appeared on his lips as his figure transformed into endless white sand and fell down. Not far away, Chen Shuangbai appeared.
"Great, let's do it again!"