Striking Down Every God and Ghost

Cao Bokun's eagerness to rescue Yuanzai was not without reason.

Cao Ying had already eaten Jiaoli Pear and merged with the token of the Patriarch Jiaoli.

Guo Baozhi had been worshipping the Ghost King for many years. More than a year ago, he received supernatural powers as a reward from the Ghost King and left Bashu with the Ghost King.

Both of those Ghost God were in a very weak state, so it was understandable that their divine power possessed them and manifested itself.

Cao Bokun, however, had never worshipped the Five Chang Gods; he was merely seeking help at the last minute.

Even though Five Rampancies has recently suffered a major setback, Cao Bokun's character and status are in perfect harmony with the fundamental meaning of Five Rampancies.

It is also difficult for the two to have a deep resonance.

Yuanzai is necessary as an intermediary.

However, on another level, Cao Bokun was indeed somewhat sincere in his treatment of certain people.

His fourth brother, seventh brother, niece, and Yuanzai.

He was absolutely certain that, given the current situation, Yuanzai would do everything in his power to help him, rather than abandoning him and fleeing.

Thump! Thump!!

Yuanzai stared at the two fighting on the execution platform. Just as he was about to take a step, he was startled by the sound of two heavy objects falling to the ground in the distance. He turned his head to look.

It turned out to be two Nian Army sorcerers dressed in gray robes with their heads covered, who had been shot with poisoned needles and fallen from the tree.

From another direction, there was the sound of leaves rustling.

Chu Tianshu's sword strike, which aimed to shoot the poisoned needles, did not complete a full circle.

Of the three Nian Army sorcerers, one escaped capture.

At this moment, the treetops over there trembled one after another, receding into the distance.

One of the surviving Nian Army sorcerers actually escaped.

Yuanzai clutched his chest, trying to calm himself, but his eyelids still twitched uncontrollably.

He looked at the altar again, but instead of rushing to cast the spell, he took two steps to the side and rushed to a tree.

The Mind Power is like a knife; with a single stroke of the finger, it cuts through the air.

With a single, continuous stroke, he drew a simple human figure on the tree bark, blood seeping from his fingertips. Within the figure, he wrote the three characters "Chu Tianshu".

Yuanzai wrote quickly, taking only two seconds.

Cao Bokun, however, had grown impatient and reluctantly spoke.

"What are you waiting for... Mind Power to blast him..."

Chu Tianshu continued to circulate his energy, and a blue light emanated from the pores on the back of his hand. He turned his face slightly to look at Yuanzai.

Yuanzai saw the face with completely blue eyes, and was filled with hatred and shock. He drew a dagger from his waist and stabbed it into the tree bark-shaped humanoid figure.

At Chu Tianshu's chest, the clothing reinforced by his internal energy visibly caved in, the fibers were cut open, exposing his skin, which also caved in.

Yuanzai's method of "seeing shadows in the eye and destroying objects by name" can even cut a small bronze bell in half.

But then Chu Tianshu suddenly switched hands.

It happened in an instant.

His left palm slammed onto the hilt of the Sanqi Divine Sword, while his right hand reached out and grabbed at Yuanzai from afar.

Suddenly, hundreds of silver-white specks flew out from Yuanzai's dagger.

The magical artifact he had refined snapped off from the tree with a loud crack.

The broken dagger was covered in rust.

Yuanzai's heart pounded wildly. He suddenly realized something was wrong and quickly turned to leave.

He wasn't running away; he wanted to create even more distance between himself and others.

But the Ghost God mask in his other hand, like a revolving door in the West, began to spin rapidly and flew towards Chu Tianshu.

Yuanzai hurriedly grabbed the mask, only to see that a large number of light spots were also flying out from the mask.

"I was originally planning to wait until you took the initiative to approach me and fight me head-on with your foundation, then pay a price to destroy you and absorb your mask."

"So you didn't even have that much courage?"

On Chu Tianshu's right hand, a large number of silvery-white light spots were absorbed, which condensed into a silvery-white Four-Leaf Seal in his palm.

As the Four-Leaf Seal rotated, the suction became even more violent.

"Can you still fit the fundamental theme of the Five Chang Gods's calamity and premature death in this state?"

Yuanzai has lost his Dharma platform, his state of mind is broken, and his Mind Power is shaken.

He had almost no control over the Ghost God mask left.

Even when he grabbed the mask with both hands, the light spots on the mask continued to be sucked away.

The tokens of the God of the Five Rampancies quickly became covered in rust.

Cao Bokun already sensed something was wrong.

Once the Ghost God token is destroyed, even if Yuanzai is still alive, the transit effect it provides will plummet.

At that time, the divine power within Cao Bokun's body will also decrease significantly.

In such a close-quarters battle where both sides are fighting for their foundations, once divine power is greatly diminished, the outcome is self-evident.

Then even escaping and maneuvering will become a pipe dream.

From this perspective, Chu Tianshu's decision to compete on foundations was not reckless.

It's a trap.

"Damn it, my talent in individual combat ultimately can't compare to my military prowess!!"

Cao Bokun roared and abandoned his initial vigilance.

He always harbored deep suspicion towards the God of the Five Rampancies, so even though he had an excellent relationship with Yuanzai, he remained wary of the Five Rampancies Dharma Sect.

Even when forced by circumstances to invoke the Five Chang Gods' Divine Power, they refused to do so beforehand.

Only by Yuanzai outside, and only when a sudden change occurs, is he permitted to perform the spell.

This is not because he is ignorant of Ghost God; on the contrary, he had dealings with the Five Rampancies Dharma Sect in his youth and was also studious, having read many classic texts. He understood the nature of Ghost God and spirit possession far better than people like Cao Ying.

Many Ghost God and spirits do not have their own clear thoughts and consciousness, but only a general tendency.

After being possessed by divine power, new thoughts arise based on the possessed person's own personality.

Many people who believe they have received Ghost God revelation are actually just arousing their own primal instincts.

This is actually even more terrifying.

If Ghost God has a definite consciousness, you can still resist it.

However, if a new personality emerges from within your own personality and replaces you, then it becomes impossible to detect and defend against.

Therefore, Cao Bokun remained on guard and vigilant.

He is now forced to abandon that vigilance.

Suddenly, the worries disappeared, but there was no sense of dejection.

There was only an indescribable sense of ease.

There is also an intensely burning murderous intent.

"Ha!"

The wrinkles on Cao Bokun's face suddenly smoothed out, and his eyes snapped open.

The two swords were clearly locked in a fierce battle, their combined forces making the point of contact far more stable than if they were welded together.

The Fengtian Sword suddenly veered and slashed.

The movements were skillful, graceful, and effortlessly natural.

Instead of drawing Chu Tianshu's sword, it sent the Fengtian Sword into the sky as well.

Choke!!

Two sword beams flew nearly a hundred meters high.

The distant setting sun shone on the two swords, making them appear as if they were two divine birds soaring into the sky.

Throughout history, plays on the stage related to warfare have always featured martial arts performances.

However, the most common way to perform martial arts on stage is actually only one.

Weapons fly!

Whether it's tossed or flicked into the air.

Whether it's Wu Song or Zhao Yun, whether it's Nezha or Wukong.

Those who wield knives, swords, spears, or hammers all use this movement to demonstrate their martial arts skills.

Cao Bokun's move just now was as if he had practiced this unique skill for hundreds of years.

Chu Tianshu's power and strength were integrated with the sword, so he could switch hands without any problem. But suddenly the divine sword slipped from his hand, as if a section of his left hand's meridian had been torn off.

Although there was no pain, there was a sudden emptiness.

At that moment, Cao Bokun's fist landed on his palm.

It was as if it were perfectly timed to fill his emptiness, and before he knew how to resist, it was the perfect opportunity to smash his left arm.

However, Chu Tianshu never gave up on honing his physical acuity. Even though he was a little slow in his mind, his left palm had already trembled on its own.

Thunderbolts erupted from the Palm Thunder, accompanied by bursts of blue lightning.

Cao Bokun's fist shrank even faster, and he crashed into Chu Tianshu's arms.

Chu Tianshu was instantly startled and retreated, his hands moving like swords to defend, weaving between the two men, his pores spitting out energy like needles, the edges of his palms cutting like chainsaws.

Cao Bokun followed him like a shadow, his golden-red divine power flickering on his body, sometimes on his head, sometimes on his shoulder, sometimes on his elbow.

The divine power collided with Chu Tianshu's hands in the shortest possible time.

Snap!

Cao Bokun's entire figure suddenly appeared extremely close, then suddenly receded into the distance.

The air seemed to brighten slightly by the golden-red divine power emanating from him.

As the figure disappeared into the distance, a leg, amidst the shifting light and shadow, struck Chu Tianshu in the chest.

Chu Tianshu fell off the execution platform, his feet slamming heavily onto the ground.

Cao Bokun shot directly through the forest and into the treetops.

"Huh?!"

Chu Tianshu, with blood in his mouth, instantly changed his expression. The fingernails on his ten fingers suddenly blurred, and then his whole body became slightly blurred.

The Sky-Spanning Divine Art, the Kunpeng Transformation.

Without even wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he suddenly appeared next to the Five Rampancies Mask.

Yuanzai saw the blurry figure reflected in his eyes and was greatly alarmed.

But Cao Bokun, unaware of what had happened, had already moved behind Yuanzai, into the canopy of that large tree.

This person was already shorter than Chu Tianshu, and at this moment, he suddenly passed through the tree canopy and kicked down with incredible speed.

Yuanzai didn't even realize what was flying towards him from above.

Suddenly, a sharp shadow crashed onto the ground in front of me.

Chu Tianshu had already moved, but only two feet, before turning around and lashing out with a whip.

Footsteps suddenly sprang up from the opposite side, followed by a clash of hands and feet.

Boom!!

It was like a bolt from the blue.

Cao Bokun's clothes were torn in dozens of small holes, and one of his feet sank into the ground. He hurriedly shook his hand away.

The Five Rampancies Mask was sent flying into the air by his single hand.

Chu Tianshu's body was now blurred and trembling, and every part of him seemed to be carrying a Gang Qi like wind and thunder.

Upon impact, the force would inevitably affect Cao Bokun's entire body.

Cao Bokun dared not wear the mask with him.

Two long swords are falling from the sky.

As the mask flew into the air, it swiftly grazed between the two swords, soaring farther and higher.

As the twin swords fell, their speed gradually increased, and the scenery on the ground rapidly magnified.

In that open space, only Yuanzai stood there, looking lost and bewildered.

Two shadows appeared nearby, flashing back and forth like lightning, one blue and one black.

They were like drawing layers upon layers of geometric shapes on the forest floor, each one different from the last.

"Hahaha, you're very good. I'll kill you and eat your flesh and blood. Even without the mask, I can still stabilize my divine power!"

"When the time comes, I'll hand over the capital to them first. Once I've recovered my full strength, I'll come back and wipe them all out!"

The trees surrounding the altar exploded one after another with a series of loud bangs.

Some tree trunks, just pierced by a blue palm strike, were then grazed by a leg shadow.

The moisture-rich tree trunk exploded, sending fragments hurtling through the air as they struck the blue shadow, only to be dodged and sent further into the woods.

The two swords descended lower and lower, almost reaching below the crown of a certain tree.

Suddenly, the silver sword rang out.

A streak of white light, like a tiny meteor, shot out from the silver-white longsword and flew straight into the sky.

A flash of white light streaked past.

Click!

The mask was neatly arranged, but it was torn in two.

The dark figure on the ground suddenly froze.

Chu Tianshu threw a punch, which collided with his right leg.

The loud noise was like rocks exploding, and the dark figure retreated violently.

Chu Tianshu stomped his foot heavily and caught up instantly.

After he left, three or four large trees within a ten-meter radius suddenly snapped in two, each one blasted into several pieces.

The green shadow caught up with the black shadow, and the afterimage of its fist crashed down like a surging sea.

Cao Bokun frantically intercepted, but suddenly took a punch to the chest. He blocked seven more moves, and then took another punch.

After blocking five more moves, when he raised his foot, his knee was intercepted by Chu Tianshu, who punched him, causing three important acupoints around his kneecap to rupture simultaneously.

He could normally exchange blows with Chu Tianshu's fists using only his ankles, but now, after being hit on the knee, he felt the pain of his kneecap shattering.

"Ah!!"

Bang bang bang bang bang bang! Bang bang bang bang!!

Cao Bokun's screams were like the last breath squeezed out of a bellows.

When he finally exhaled, he was completely flattened.

His entire body was covered in countless fist marks, shattering everything inside his skin.

All that's left is a flattened, worn-out exterior.

Chu Tianshu moved his fist, which was emitting white smoke, away from the flattened skin of his chest.

"Cough!!"

The blood he had just swallowed, which he hadn't had time to soothe after being injured, choked out from Chu Tianshu's mouth.

"They were talking nonsense and laughing during the fight, so arrogant..."

"You have divine assistance, but I don't?"

The skin slowly floated to the ground.

The blades of the Fengtian Sword and the Sanqi Divine Sword finally fell to the ground in the clearing of the woods.

Chu Tianshu wiped the blood from his mouth and looked back.

In the sky, tiny, meteor-like white rays fell and merged into the mirror-like blade.

"My sword also contains gods."

The sharp spirit I personally cultivated!!

(End of this chapter)