[Fengzhen Zihao Chengming Xuantian Gate] unleashed thousands of purple-gold rays of light, forming a canopy that protected the Far-Reaching Luminous Sword Immortal, who was clad in feathered robes.
One side is a deep, dark purple, the other a dazzling purple-gold.
Twelve Purple-Gold Heavenly Pillar are linked together, and within them blooms a huge, eerie Mandala.
Feeling the overwhelming and terrifying demonic energy, Chen Shuangbai secretly praised, "As expected of a giant in the demonic path."
However, he showed no fear on his face, and his expression did not even change. He simply raised the sword in his hand, and with the response of his Divine Ability, a round and flawless mysterious light slowly emerged from behind his head. Then he drew his sword and slashed down.
Just a fleeting moment!
The snowflakes fluttered down, and countless soft white lights shuttled back and forth in the void. Wherever they passed, ghosts and evil spirits were annihilated and evil creatures were slain.
Standing within this eerie Mandala barrier, Yuandu merely snorted coldly, slightly raising the crystal skull in his hand with a red bead in its mouth, and said in a chilling voice, "Take this!"
The two ghostly green flames within the skull instantly turned crimson, and dozens of crimson rays of light fell from the red bead in its mouth, only to be devoured by the surging evil spirits and creatures.
In just a few breaths, through mutual devouring, more than a dozen terrifying Yin Ghosts, ranging from the Early Golden Core Stage to Late Golden Core Stage of the Golden Core realm, were born. Then, with bloodshot eyes, they rushed forward in a frenzy.
The only response they received was an even more turbulent and swirling snow light. It was as if the Mandala barrier had just been unfurled when these evil spirits were swept away by the snow light and shattered into pieces like snowflakes!
Yuandu's pupils narrowed slightly, and he thought to himself that the Sword Intent was indeed powerful.
No wonder everyone in the Sword Alliance pursues a Sword Intent; those who achieve Sword Intent rise in status within the Sword Alliance.
only...
"If you think you can hurt me with just Sword Intent, you're sorely mistaken."
As the Old Devil finished speaking...
Beneath him, streaks of blood-red demonic light rose, gradually condensing into three enormous Mandala flower buds. One of the buds slowly opened, revealing the figure of a Daoist priest in green robes.
"Wake up!"
The intersecting demonic patterns in Yuandu's pupils shimmered with a dark purple light. With his command, the Daoist in blue robes slowly opened his eyes, which also contained intersecting demonic patterns that shimmered with a dark purple light.
The Daoist priest in green broke free from the blood-red threads binding his body, stared intently at the person before him, and took a step forward.
A golden, earthy light began to rise from his body, and an aura of a Nascent Soul Middle Stage burst forth. A six-stranded Mystic Yellow Gold Token slowly materialized from his palm, and his hostile gaze was fixed on Chen Shuangbai.
"Go!"
The Daoist in green took a step forward, and a golden-yellow, earthy light flowed around him, giving off an aura as heavy as a mountain.
With Mystic Yellow Gold Token in his hand, six yellow halos spread out, transforming into a small phantom mountain that pressed down on Chen Shuangbai!
A golden-white Sword Essence shot into the sky, cleaving the mountain's light and shadow in two. The mountain's light and shadow then dissipated into the void.
Seeing this, the Daoist in green robes put away the six Mystic Yellow Gold Token, held a Law Seals in his right hand, and softly chanted, " Three Primordials Wu Earth Mystic Light!"
The next moment.
The six Mystic Yellow Gold Token dispersed together, their mysterious light condensing. Soon, six beams of golden light shot out from them, heavy and opulent. Wherever they passed, even the void was slightly compressed, emanating a suffocatingly heavy aura.
The purple-gold light collided with the six yellow lights, and soon Haoming Boy's voice came, slightly displeased. "My lord, these six mysterious lights are not very powerful, but they are... very heavy!"
The twelve Purple-Gold Heavenly Pillar hummed, and streaks of purple flame began to float, gradually evolving into a sea of purple flames that began to steadily approach the Mandala barrier.
Chen Shuangbai stopped.
He looked closely at Devil Lord Yuandu standing in the center of the barrier, and finally confirmed it when he saw the three intertwined blue and white sword marks on his chest.
"It seems... the three sword strikes Senior Qingyun left on you weren't entirely without merit."
Devil Lord Yuandu merely stared coldly at him and laughed, " Qingyun is certainly powerful, but can he compare to Nether Sparrow is at the Nascent Soul Peak stage?"
Chen Shuangbai, however, saw through part of his pretense and said, "Even if you're bluffing, you currently have three sword marks on your body, which is why you dare not fight me personally... That makes things easier!"
That's all.
With a single step, he completely concealed his form and aura, just as Devil Lord Yuandu had done before. Only the terrifying Purple Sun Heavenly Fire surged continuously, further pressuring the blue-robed Daoist and Devil Lord Yuandu to destroy the Mandala Barrier they had maintained.
Yuandu had already heard of Chen Shuangbai's move, so he simply summoned the skull-shaped Law Treasure in his hand. The Law Treasure hovered above his head, its eyes turning from crimson to dark purple, and thousands of Yin ghosts swirled around it, forming a protective shield.
But this was of no use.
Unseen by others, Chen Shuangbai deftly bypassed the shadowy ghost and the demonic light, then raised the [ Foot-Long Silk ] in her hand, and a point of golden-white light from the tip of the sword was also easily sent into Yuandu's demonic body.
Then... it exploded!
A terrifying golden-white radiance shot into the sky, and a deep black light, like a serpent, slithered out of it rather disheveledly, transforming back into Yuandu's figure.
Within this sinister Mandala barrier, blood-red light shot into the sky, forcing Chen Shuangbai back once more.
Compared to the composed Yuandu from before, his dark red cloak was now tattered, and the three blue-white sword marks on his chest had a touch of gold and white.
The Old Devil's gaze finally turned serious.
He had thought that with so many tricks up his sleeve, even with his injuries, he would be more than capable of dealing with this junior.
Even if we can't kill him today, severely injuring him is no problem.
But in the end, he was too arrogant and underestimated the Divine Ability of this junior Chen Shuangbai.
Pfft! Pfft!
Two more eerie sounds rang out, and two more people emerged from the other two flower buds.
Like the previous Daoist in blue, the intertwined demonic patterns in his pupils shimmered with a dark purple light, clearly indicating that he too had been captured by this Old Devil and refined into a puppet-like being using Secret Method.
Chen Shuangbai looked closely and saw that one of them was dressed in red with a sword like fire jade hanging at his waist, and the other was dressed in white, holding a small white-gold pagoda in his hand.
Moreover, they are all at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage realm, and their foundations are solid and not superficial, so they must not be from some small sect.