The Dao Foundation Shattered!

"Fall!"

"Boom!!!"

Heavy and domineering, a massive wooden yoke, carrying the power to suppress all Dao intent, fiercely tore through the air and descended from the sky!

The enormous, cyan wooden yoke phantom had not yet fully descended.

The terrifying sense of oppression had already caused the dilapidated roof of the small temple to collapse and crumble.

Then came the second, the third—a total of five Dragon-Binding Cangue!

Each strike was faster than the last, like a series of heavy hammer blows, relentlessly crashing down.

Rumble!!!

The deafening roar continued, and the already crumbling little temple was instantly and completely flattened like a paper toy under this brutal and continuous bombardment.

The bricks, stones, and wooden beams shattered into dust, stirring up billowing smoke and dust!

"Who?!!"

Amidst the smoke and ruins, Wu Yushan's furious roar echoed, his voice hoarse and filled with pain and disbelief.

The hiding place he had just found was subjected to such a violent and direct attack.

The moment he roared out, the Formation Art that Qi Yun had set up earlier was activated!

The [Dragon-Trapping Boulder Formation] shone brightly.

Dao Land -yellow light shield instantly rose up, enveloping the entire ruins area.

Isolating both inside and outside, a powerful restrictive force permeated the area, making the air within it thick and sticky!

The [Lost-Track Phantom Formation] operates simultaneously.

A grayish-white mist arose out of nowhere, distorting light and interfering with Divine Sense, making the scene at the center of the ruins blurry and difficult to pinpoint!

Wu Yushan had just forcefully shaken off the broken beams and rubble pressing down on him from the ruins. He was covered in blood and his aura was even weaker than before.

He was about to use his escape technique to get away when he felt a tightness all over his body, as if he were sinking into a swamp, and his speed was greatly reduced.

At the same time, when Divine Sense was extended, it was as if a stone had sunk into the sea, and it was impossible to discern the direction!

"Formation Art?! You scoundrels! How dare you deceive me!!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and he was filled with shock and anger.

They came prepared!

Qi Yun's attacks came one after another, like a sudden storm.

[Wood Phase Command Method Void-Trapping Awl]

Whoosh whoosh!

Dozens of [Void-Trapping Awl], carrying a piercing light, pierced through the misty fog and shot towards Wu Yushan's vital points from various tricky angles!

Wu Yushan roared, forcefully gathering his remaining True Essence. The Yin energy around him surged, transforming into twisted ghost-head shields that blocked most of the Void-Trapping Awl.

However, a few bullets still managed to penetrate his defenses, leaving several bloody holes in his already battered body.

The overwhelming power to exorcise evil caused his wounds to sizzle, the pain penetrating to the bone.

[Iron Sand Method - Blades and Weapons Hell!]

Qi Yun without stopping, his hands pressing lightly.

The jet-black torrent of iron sand surged as if it had a life of its own, instantly condensing into dozens of huge black blades and chains, like a swarm of snakes emerging from their holes, slashing and coiling towards Wu Yushan from all directions.

The friction of iron filings produced a sharp, teeth-grinding sound.

Wu Yushan's expression changed drastically. He dared not take the attack head-on and struggled to dodge within the trapped formation.

At the same time, a string of prayer beads made of tiny skulls flew out from her sleeve.

The prayer beads grew longer in the wind, emitting a mournful cry, and crashed into the iron blade.

Bang bang bang!

The skull rosary and the iron sand blade perished together, exploding into a shower of bone dust and black sand.

[Southern Brightness Devil Fire - Burn the Eight Desolations to Ashes]

Qi Yun pointed his fingers like a sword, and the dark red demonic fire Sword Qi no longer condensed at a single point, but transformed into a surging wave of fire that swept towards Wu Yushan.

The most yang and most malevolent flames are precisely the nemesis of yin and evil energy.

Sensing the terrifying power of the demonic fire, a pang of pain flashed in Wu Yushan's eyes. He bit his tongue hard, spitting out a mouthful of Essence Blood.

The blood mist transformed into a hideous phantom of a "ghost from Yellow Springs underworld" in the air, rushing towards the demonic fire.

Laugh--!

The ghostly phantom let out a shrill scream in the demonic flames and quickly melted away, but it barely managed to offset most of the fire waves.

[Skull Incantation: White Bone Corpse Explosion]

Qi Yun Method Formula changed again, and nine white bone skulls flew out with a grotesque laugh, lunging out one after another, their eye sockets throbbing with suicidal madness, and crashing into Wu Yushan's body.

Bang bang bang!

A series of explosions, deafeningly loud!

The swirling storm dispersed all the surrounding smoke and dust.

"You little thief, how dare you bully me!"

Wu Yushan went completely mad. He knew he could no longer hold back, or he would surely die today.

They no longer cared about the risk of their Dao Foundation collapsing.

They began desperately activating the Secret Method of the Yellow Springs Netherworld.

"Netherworld Ghost Claw!"

A gigantic, pitch-black claw, formed from pure Yin Qi and resentment, tore through the mist, its chilling aura reaching out towards Qi Yun's true form!

"Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts!"

Countless twisted, wailing low-level ghostly figures surged out of his body, rushing out in all directions and frantically attacking the light barrier of the Dragon-Trapping Boulder Formation, attempting to break through the blockade with sheer numbers!

"Yin Baleful Intent Soul-Burning Technique!"

Amidst the fierce roar, Wu Yushan even began to burn the remaining part of his divine Divine Soul in exchange for a brief burst of power.

His aura surged even higher once more.

Bolts of dark lightning shot out from his hand like venomous snakes, crashing towards Qi Yun.

Qi Yun's expression was solemn as his figure constantly shifted between [Gather Form and Disperse Qi] and his physical form, narrowly avoiding one deadly attack after another.

The Formation Art swayed violently under Wu Yushan's frenzied attacks, the light shield flickered erratically, and much of the misty fog was dispersed.

The battle reached a fever pitch.

Above the ruins, a chilling wind howled, demonic fire raged, iron sand danced wildly, and wooden shadows rose like mountains!

The two used every trick in the book, fighting to the death.

Each collision unleashed astonishing energy fluctuations, further destroying the surrounding ruins.

Wu Yushan appeared to be insane, with black blood seeping from all seven orifices, the backlash from the shattered Dao Foundation beginning to manifest.

Qi Yun, though pale and breathing somewhat disordered, had increasingly bright eyes, like a hawk intently watching its prey, calmly searching for the best moment to deliver a fatal blow.

Wu Yushan was already at his last gasp.

This ambush is about to come to an end.

"Laugh!"

Wu Yushan barely managed to deflect a cunning attack of Southern Brightness Devil Fire Sword Qi with a Yin Wind Finger. The finger wind and the Sword Qi collided, producing a piercing melting sound.

His body suddenly trembled violently, and all the color drained from his face, leaving only a deathly ashen complexion.

A series of fierce battles and forced spellcasting.

The already crumbling Dao Foundation in his Purple Mansion Dantian now groaning under the strain.

We can't keep fighting.

If you forcefully activate your magical Law Power again, it won't just be a matter of your Dao Foundation collapsing or your cultivation level regressing.

It's very likely that their Dao Foundation will shatter directly, resulting in their death and the dissipation of their Dao here.

Suppressing the excruciating pain, Wu Yushan abruptly retreated a short distance, Purple Mansion voice hoarse and urgent as he cried out, "Stop! Your Excellency, stop!"

Qi Yun's offensive eased slightly, his body surrounded by swirling iron sand, his gaze locking onto him through the thinning mist, without uttering a word.

Wu Yushan gasped, "You're killing me because you want my valuables and treasures."

I—I am willing to give you everything I have—all of it.

I only ask that you spare my life, how about that?!

Upon hearing this suggestion, Qi Yun's first reaction was to roll his eyes.

What nonsense are you spouting? Even if I kill you, the stuff will still be mine!

But just as he was about to strike again and finish off his opponent, a thought flashed through his mind like lightning.

With a slight shift in his gaze, Qi Yun's lips curled into a subtle, unnoticed smile.

He then deliberately lowered his voice to a deep, hoarse tone, as if hinting at a change of heart. "Oh? You'll give it all away? --- Very well, my main purpose in coming here is to seek wealth, not necessarily to take your life."

If you obediently hand over everything and swear a solemn oath to your inner demons that you will never seek revenge.

"Sparing your life—that's not entirely out of the question."

As he spoke, the fierce killing intent around him seemed to subside somewhat, and the swirling iron sand slowed down, making him appear willing to negotiate.

Upon hearing this, a barely perceptible hint of resentment vanished from the depths of Wu Yushan's eyes, but his face revealed a look of ecstatic relief, and he nodded repeatedly. "Thank you, Your Excellency! Thank you for your magnanimity!"

I swear this now, I'll get the stuff right now!

As he spoke, he slowly reached into his storage ring.

His movements appeared somewhat slow due to weakness and excitement.

The remaining True Essence within his body flowed quietly into a certain spot in his sleeve in an extremely secretive manner.

Qi Yun also seemed to relax his guard, the sand and iron around him dissipated further, and he even floated slightly forward, as if to confirm what the other party had taken out.

Just when the atmosphere seemed to be easing.

The moment the distance between them closed to a critical point, "Kid! Die!!"

The feigned kindness on Wu Yushan's face was instantly replaced by a ferocious expression.

The hand reaching for the storage ring was suddenly flung away!

A streak of dark light flashed like lightning; it wasn't any valuables, but a [Soul-Losing and Spirit-Scattering Nail] radiating an extremely sinister and filthy aura.

This nail is specifically designed to break through protective Gang Qi, defile magical Law Artifact, and erode one's Divine Soul.

It's his most hidden, insidious trick!

Almost at the same time!

A cold glint flashed in Qi Yun's eyes, and his left hand, which had been hidden in his sleeve and secretly Hand Seals, suddenly swung forward!

[Wood Phase Command Method Void Weeping Roar]

Buzz!

Centered on his outstretched hand, strange phenomena suddenly appeared on the ground in front of him.

In an instant, dozens of enormous flowers with strange shapes and vibrant colors sprouted.

These flowers are shaped like the heads of angry lions, with layers upon layers of petals, presenting an eerie beauty.

Just as the Soul-Losing and Spirit-Scattering Nail was about to strike Qi Yun.

All the lion heads suddenly opened their blood-red mouths wide.

Formless and intangible, yet incredibly powerful and refined, sonic waves roared forth.

This sound wave does not act on the eardrum.

Instead, it penetrates the physical body directly and strikes the Divine Soul Sea of Consciousness!

"Roar-!!!"

It was as if dozens of invisible lions were simultaneously unleashing Divine Soul- shaking roar.

Where the sound waves passed, visible ripples of distortion appeared in the air!

The Soul-Losing and Spirit-Scattering Nail that shot towards them was directly impacted by this terrifying sonic wave. The dark light surrounding it dimmed instantly, and its speed decreased sharply, as if it had sunk into an invisible quagmire!

Wu Yushan, who was the first to be hit, was dealt a heavy blow!

"Ah-!" He let out a bloodcurdling scream, clutching his head with both hands, black blood oozing from all seven orifices.

The already collapsing Divine Soul was subjected to the [Void Weeping Roar] specifically targeting the soul, as if it were being pierced and torn apart by countless red-hot iron needles.

Even more terrifying was the violent and domineering intent within his Purple Mansion that belonged to Situ Huaji and had been repeatedly aroused.

Stimulated by these sound waves that penetrated straight to the Divine Soul, it was like a powder keg that had been ignited, and it suddenly exploded!

"No!!!"

Wu Yushan's eyes were filled with endless fear and despair. His already cracked Dao Foundation was further weakened by the attack from both inside and outside.

It shattered with an irreversible, devastating sound.

Dao Foundation, collapsed!