Form Is No Different from Emptiness

Faced with these ghostly beings formed from Yin Qi energy, Lin Zhiying and Ao Tianhai both displayed professional-level Golden Core combat power.

Ao Tianhai's fighting style is wide and sweeping, with every punch and kick carrying an almost savage and domineering power.

His dragon energy is extremely yang and strong, making it the natural nemesis of Yin Qi and ghosts. Every punch he throws can sweep away a large area of Yin Qi.

Lin Zhiying, on the other hand, displayed a completely different fighting style. Her figure moved swiftly and gracefully through the ghost tide, her steps light and agile. Every movement she made perfectly avoided the ghosts' attack range, as if she could predict the trajectory of her opponents' attacks.

Her fist techniques seemed effortless, but each punch precisely struck the weak points of the Ghost Qi, shattering the newly formed ghosts into pieces.

However, as the "Night Parade of a Hundred Demons" evolved more and more intensely, eerie footsteps appeared not only on the ground, but also on the two of them.

Wherever footprints appear, that place loses its connection.

Suddenly, a footprint landed right on Lin Zhiying's Lower Dantian. The next moment, the colonel, who had just displayed great power, suddenly lost 90% of his Law Power, his face turned pale, and he fell down. Several little ghosts climbed onto his body, and he had to activate the protective shield on his military uniform to force them back.

Ao Tianhai did not immediately come to the rescue. His golden pupils shone brightly, piercing directly through the core of the "ghost tide." Then he saw ten enormous and terrifying ghost figures.

Each of them appeared at the end of the ghost tide, like a black mountain rising from the abyss, carrying a heavy pressure that seemed to crush the space itself.

Some of them resembled a constantly shifting black mist, within which countless arms could be vaguely seen waving.

Some resemble a withered ancient tree, its trunk covered with distorted human faces and limbs.

Some resembled a giant spider pieced together from bones and rotting flesh, its eight legs climbing on the little devil's head, making a clicking sound.

Their auras intertwined, forming a terrifying, oppressive pressure that threatened to burst the entire passage, making the air thick and heavy.

Ao Tianhai had just as many footprints as Lin Zhiying, but as blood began to seep from the dragon scales on his body, the strange footprints on his body, and even the oppressive force of the Turbid Dragon's corpse, were gradually disappearing.

His aura also shifted from the Golden Core Late Stage to the Golden Core Perfection. When the density of his true dragon Qi and Blood broke through a certain limit, the shackles of the Nascent Soul stage were directly shattered on the spot!

"This can't go on like this. Advisor Hu just said that only ten thousand-year-old ghost kings can form Night Parade of a Hundred Demons. I'll go and try to take down one or two. I'll leave Advisor Hu's safety to you for now."

Before he could even finish speaking, he didn't wait for Lin Zhiying's response. Instead, he charged into the ghost tide like a small, ignited sun. The golden dragon energy around him exploded at that moment, transforming into a dazzling light that swept away the darkness and Yin Qi within a radius of several hundred feet.

Those low-level ghosts melted away rapidly under the scorching dragon energy, like ice and snow meeting fire, before they could even scream and turned into wisps of black smoke.

Even those thousand-year-old ghost kings were forced to retreat repeatedly by this sudden outburst, and had to mobilize a large amount of Yin Qi to resist the impact of the extremely yang and powerful dragon energy.

Lin Zhiying, whose aura had greatly diminished, did not hesitate to pull out an injection needle and inject it directly into her thigh.

Military cultivators practice killing fists and killing aura, and the effect of this injected drug is to unleash the killing aura accumulated in the body in one go, increasing the killing aura without limit, even approaching the level of Slaughter Fortune.

Of course, the cost is equally high. After the effects of the medicine wear off, the user will fall into a long period of weakness, and it may even cause permanent damage to the meridians.

After applying the medicine, Lin Zhiying slowly straightened up, moved her neck, and made a crisp clicking sound; her gaze turned cold and sharp, like two newly sharpened blades, and a large number of black lines began to appear on her body surface.

Many pale-faced infants quietly crawled out from behind Lin Zhiying, and as soon as their hands touched the black patterns, they were cut to pieces.

However, when Lin Zhiying's gaze swept around and finally landed on Hu Mang, a strong look of worry flashed in her eyes.

There was no other reason than that the ghosts in the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons were moving too fast. In just 30 breaths, she and Ao Tianhai had killed more than a thousand little ghosts together. However, in the tide of Ghost Qi energy, tens of thousands of little ghosts had already taken shape.

This is also why Ao Tianhai was willing to risk giving it a try.

After thousands of little devils, there are tens of thousands, and after those tens of thousands of devils, there might be hundreds of thousands or even millions.

Moreover, compared to the shapeless skulls and infant ghosts from before, this batch of ghosts already had names and surnames: Phosphorescent Ghost, Hungry Ghost, Shadow Servant, Earthwalker, Night Demon, Stone Servant, Gong-ringing Ghost Soldier, Soul-locking Clerk...

Lin Zhiying may not recognize all of these ghost species, but the strength of this batch of ghosts is more than a hundred times greater than that of the previous unformed little ghosts.

Lin Zhiying's fist was like a thunderbolt, blasting open the outer garment of a phosphorescent ghost with a single punch, but the surrounding phosphorescent flames surged towards her like a tide.

She didn't forcefully unleash a wave of killing intent, thus dispersing the ghostly flames.

As soon as he landed, the shadow beneath his feet transformed into a sharp spike, rising from the ground and piercing towards Lin Zhiying. Fortunately, Lieutenant Colonel Lin's Divine Sense had been specially trained, allowing him to not only dodge it but also stomp the animated shadow back down.

However, soon, the sound of gongs clanging and banging rang in his ears again. With each strike of the gong, not only his vision but also his Divine Sense began to blur.

A life-saving bracelet on his hand suddenly exploded on the spot, shattering into crystal fragments. This kind of high-grade Spirit Artifact would only self-destruct to protect its owner when it suffered a fatal blow. At the same time as the bracelet shattered, small blood-red handprints appeared on the ground.

"It's that thing again? It looks like it's evolved?"

Lin Zhiying took a deep breath, her gaze sweeping over her surroundings, her nerves pounding.

"These brats have already cultivated for decades, they can't grow any more, right? Doesn't this violate the law of conservation of Spiritual Qi?"

Fortunately, at that moment, accompanied by a huge dragon roar, at the end of the ghost tide, a huge shadow as big as a mountain collapsed with a crash, and thousands of skulls were ejected. The surging pure Ghost Qi shot in all directions, making the ghosts around Lin Zhiying dizzy and even torn to pieces.

Even a living person like Lin Zhiying had a layer of frost and ice on his body.

However, before she could even feel her joy, she saw Ao Tianhai's escape light fall again, and he staggered out, his body billowing with hot smoke, blood gushing out like water.

His aura once again plummeted back to the Mid Golden Core.

Seven or eight tenths of the dragon's blood was used up; what remained was human blood.

Ao Tianhai wiped it off nonchalantly and grinned.

"One good news and one bad news."

"The good news is that we've taken down a thousand-year-old ghost king. What's the bad news?" Lin Zhiying interrupted.

"The bad news is that three more ghost kings are in the process of being conceived."

"So, the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons can't be stopped?"

"Don't underestimate the essence within a Dragon Vein, even Dragon Vein that has been dead for several months."

"What do we do now?" Lin Zhiying asked, as the situation was clearly getting out of control.

She never expected that a Dragon Vein that had been dead for three months, still being continuously drained of its Turbid Qi Turbid Oil, would be so ferocious.

"I can try to forcefully take you away from the Dragon Vein, but only before the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons takes shape again."

In stark contrast to his domineering physique and fighting style, Ao Tianhai has always been a calm and composed person.

If he says he's confident, then he definitely is.

After all, aside from his dragon bloodline, he was essentially a half-genetic clone of Lord Lin.

Lin Zhiying glanced at the Hu Mang. Surprisingly, even with so many ghosts, not one of them tried to attack the Hu Mang. It was as if the Hu Mang was just like an ordinary rock or ground in their eyes, without any value whatsoever.

Lin Zhiying hesitated, after all, the other party had requested 5 minutes, and it hadn't even been 3 minutes yet.

Moreover, leaving now would be tantamount to abandoning the old judge's life or death.

She looked again at the "Night Parade of a Hundred Demons" that was gradually taking shape again, gritted her teeth, and made a decision.

"Wait another thirty seconds. If it doesn't work in thirty seconds, we'll retreat."

"No need to wait, I'm ready," Hu Mang said, opening his eyes.

There was no fluctuation of Law Power on his body.

Just as Lin Zhiying was about to say something, a faint golden light appeared on the surface of the Hu Mang's body. The light was not dazzling; in fact, it could be described as somewhat dim, like the sunlight shining through the clouds in winter—gentle and not glaring.

A thousand-year-old ghost king roared and charged forward, slamming its giant claws, formed from white bones and Yin Qi, onto the golden barrier.

However, to the surprise of the two present, without any intense confrontation, the Ghost King's Claw pierced straight through.

Then, as the light of the Vajrayana Buddha expanded outward, not only did all sorts of strange ghosts pass through him, but even Ghost Qi passed through him.

They seem to be in the same world, but in different dimensions.

Lin Zhiying stared in astonishment at the same Buddhist aura emanating from her body, which she hadn't noticed at all.

"What kind of void magic is this?"

Hu Mang grinned.

"Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form; this is the Emptiness Realm Buddhist Dharma."

"Is this the skill of the Saha Continent?" Ao Tianhai exclaimed in shock.

I guess so.

Hu Mang started spouting nonsense, after all, with the release of the "Lust Abstinence Software," his Buddhist understanding was inevitably exposed.

It's better to expose it now than to be found out later.

Moreover, Hu Mang firmly believes that the more he exposes, the more he can retain.

Because outsiders don't know the truth, they will fill in the details in their minds.

For example, right now.