Five Turbidities Great Method

Hu Mang suddenly laughed; he hadn't experienced this level of fear in many years.

Even the most dangerous life-or-death battles were nothing more than the frenzied release of hormones brought about by the life-or-death situation.

What we're seeing now is a pure, level-based crushing defeat.

Before the sweat on his forehead could dry, the muscles in the Hu Mang's eyes twitched once more, and the vertical pupils reappeared, this time not just an eyeball.

Instead, it has two eyeballs, two Dragon Eye.

Double the effect!

No matter how hard he tried to sharpen his eyes, both the fifth level and the mysterious figure vanished completely, as if wiped off the scroll by an invisible hand.

"Therefore, the reason for striking the Tribulation Eye is not for anything else, but to avoid getting involved in karma."

"Once you make a move, you'll reveal the secrets of heaven, won't you?"

"So here's the question: who exactly are you?"

The Hu Mang muttered to itself.

Is it the unborn form of the Thunder God, or some other ancient demon or behemoth? Or perhaps an even more mysterious and unpredictable being in this realm?

In any story, the villain always makes his appearance in the final episode.

But here, the villains seem to prefer exploring the minimap, whether it's Thunder God, Zhen'ezi, or the one we just met.

"If I were to tell Zhen'ezi about the situation on the fifth floor now, this senior brother of the Thunder Sect probably wouldn't believe me. After all, even Ghost Immortal like him couldn't detect it, so how could I possibly do so?"

"Moreover, just from that one glance, it seems I've already been afflicted with misfortune."

He looked down at himself.

In the vision of his Dragon Eye, he could clearly see that a layer of gray-black tribulation threads had already wrapped around his destiny.

He was already doomed just from "glancing at it".

Moreover, this calamity continues to spread and take root, like a layer of gray silt covering everything.

"The 'On Tribulation Dao Qi Meridians Tribulation Qi Meridians'."

The Hu Mang muttered to itself.

"It was expected that I couldn't avoid it, but the way I got infected was truly beyond my expectations."

"You arrived a little later than the Buddha expected."

When Hu Mang successfully located and found the monk Jingtu Tu, the first thing the monk said was this, followed by a long, drunken burp.

"It's probably because I saw a ghost," Hu Mang said honestly.

Moreover, in order to see this ghost, he had exhausted most of his magical Law Power and had to recover his cultivation first.

Jingtu remained silent, his face flushed, seemingly still suffering from a hangover.

However, on his enormous body, a gap of flesh would occasionally be torn open, and the dark eyes of the Prison-Subduing Wisdom King would peer through this gap, carrying a heat wave of Qi and Blood and a unique power of the King to suppress demons and subdue evil.

Hu Mang had no intention of "greeting" the Prison-Subduing Wisdom King and went straight to the point.

"Is there anything related to Wei Fotuo?"

Among the duties of the Devil-Subduing Heavenly Soldier, there are many abilities to search, but they must use certain related items to cast spells.

Jingtu patted his shoulder, and the next moment, a head as thick as a water vat squeezed out from the side of his spine.

"This deity is the best connection."

"

Hu Mang nodded, said no more, and formed Buddhist hand seals. After completing the five major Buddhist seals, Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, and Jie, a pure Buddhist light flowed from Hu Mang's arm to the head of the Ming King.

"Where did you get your 'Three Poisons Treatment' done? The detoxification was so thorough, I'm quite curious."

Even the Jingtu monk Jingtu couldn't help but marvel at the purity of this Buddha's light.

And the "Heavenly Eye" in the sky was also enveloped in a layer of Buddhist light.

Hu Mang ignored the other party's question.

"Walk!"

"Hey!"

The two figures vanished from their spot in an instant.

The fake monk Wei Fotuo, was not as difficult to capture as expected. After all, under the Heavenly Eye Technique, unless it was the strange situation on the fifth level, even a place where demons were suppressed could not escape Hu Mang's eyes.

Furthermore, due to the mutual resonance between their Buddhist powers, the two quickly pulled out a disheveled man from a cellar.

Old monk.

Without this deity, the old monk's skills are also quite poor. After all, he hasn't even passed the three tests of entering Buddhism. Although he is not young, he is far inferior to the two in front of him.

He was quickly pinned to the wall by the giant spear, and then grabbed by the forehead by the large, sweeping hand of Hu Mang Jingtu.

Then, with his other hand, he ripped off the other person's Storage Bag and threw it at him.

"I'm leaving the person with you."

Hu Mang took it without any hesitation and was about to leave.

However, Jingtu called out to him, a hint of amusement appearing on his fierce face.

"Kid, you and I are the same kind of people, and we all share a common flaw: we're unwilling to rely on others unless absolutely necessary. But the problem is, a lone wolf is killed before the pack can hunt it."

"So, you've found your wolf pack?" Hu Mang asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Just trying to make a living," Jingtu grinned, seemingly still having some meat stuck between his teeth.

"Then I wish you a life of plenty before you die."

The Hu Mang waved its hand, and with a flash of divine light, it vanished.

"If you can't win me over, then don't blame me, you old fool."

Jingtu muttered to himself, then looked down at the half-dead Wei Fotuo. With a squeeze and a press of his large hand, he pinned the man's head to the ground, while chanting Sanskrit.

"Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form; form is emptiness, emptiness is form. Sensation, perception, volition, and consciousness are also like this—"

Accompanied by Buddhist chants, with Wei Fotuo at the core, streams of Buddhist power were injected into the ground, or rather, into the Thunder Net of this Demon-Subduing City.

If Hu Mang were still here, he would surely have discovered that the flow of Buddhist power bore a striking resemblance to his own survey map.

Meanwhile, inside the Tempering Treasury, a fierce battle raged.

Zhou Yu took a step forward, his divine power surging, and pressed his palm downward.

Boom!

One after another, pitch-black prison gates rose from the ground, their iron bars menacing, imprisoning all the attacking Devil Creature.

The Black Prison sank, and in the blink of an eye, it had pierced through the void and landed in the suspended iron cage on the third level of the Demon-Subduing Prison.

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Inside the iron cage, the Soul-Locking Chain rattled as Devil Creature were swiftly and cleanly hanged from their necks by iron hooks.

Meanwhile, Old Chen on the other side, controlling the remains of the "old Prison-Subduing Official," was even more outrageously ruthless.

The charred body clenched its five fingers, and five streams of murky smoke—blue, red, yellow, white, and black—emerged from its palm, swirling with an aura of death that seemed to rot all things.

The Five Turbidities Great Method!

Wherever the smoke passed, whether it was the solid stone walls of the mansion or the hideous bodies of Devil Creature, everything was reduced to ashes, leaving not even a trace.

Hiding behind, Chen Sheng clicked his tongue in amazement and gasped, "Hiss—this old man's Five Turbid Sha Old Man Five Turbidities Great Method is really quite something."

With his sharp eyes, he immediately saw the key. "Using Five Turbidities Five Qi to evolve into the five turbidities, anything tainted by the acquired Five Qi will be destroyed upon contact—luckily, this great technique has a fatal flaw, otherwise, it wouldn't be comparable to the immortal lineages of the righteous and demonic paths, but it would probably be no less formidable than those major sects and lineages."

As they spoke, another wave of Devil Creature was swept away by the five-colored smoke.

Just then, a crack suddenly appeared in the sky.

A massive spear crashed down from the heavens, its shaft embedding itself deeply into the ground in the center of the Tempering Treasury. The spear swirled wildly, creating a visible shockwave.

Immediately afterwards, the rolling dark clouds spread wildly in all directions from the gun shaft as the axis, and in the blink of an eye, they covered the entire warehouse.

Thunderbolts darted wildly through the clouds, their deafening roars causing a sharp pain in the eardrums.

Whenever dark clouds cover an area, if any demonic seed or Demonic Qi is hidden in that area, even if it is just a trace, a golden bolt of lightning will immediately descend from the sky, accurately cleaving the Devil Creature into ashes and annihilating even its soul.

Thunder rumbled and dark clouds loomed overhead; the sheer scale of the storm was even greater than the combined might of Zhou Yu's Black Prison and Old Chen's Five Turbidities Smokes.

Old Chen looked up at the great spear that controlled the celestial phenomena, his cloudy old eyes filled with amazement. "The Devil-Subduing Heavenly Soldier are indeed celestial soldiers—their divine powers have been developed to such a deep level that they can actually control the celestial phenomena here."

His words were both a praise of the gun and a praise of the person who wields it.

After all, being able to make celestial phenomena move at will is something that ordinary cultivators cannot do.

As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Mang stepped in through the main entrance.

"It's not done yet, you guys are a bit slow."

"It's almost done cleaning up. Before you arrived, we had already cleaned the Vermilion Bird Bright Hall and the Black Tortoise Rear Support. Once we clean up the Azure Dragon Left Assistant and the White Tiger Right Assistant, we'll have complete control of this Tempering Treasury."

Old Chen Sheng smacked his lips.

"What a pity, all the warehouses here are empty. Those who entered the city back then really didn't leave behind a single good thing."

"What else is left?"

"Of course it can't be moved. In the center of the Tempering Treasury, there's a thunder and fire furnace connected to the earth's veins. This thing was probably left behind by the Divine Dynasty to sharpen and temper weapons. It's so thoroughly embedded in the earth's veins that if it were moved, the place would explode, so it was left behind."

Hu Mang nodded, and soon the four of them split into two groups again. Zhou Yu and his sister took two Prison-Subduing Official to "clean up the remaining two large treasuries, namely the Azure Dragon Left Assistant and the White Tiger Right Assistant."

This is a lucrative opportunity. Even if all the bulk of the goods are taken away, leaving only scraps, it would still be a top-tier resource for the two Rogue Cultivators.

Hu Mang and Old Chen Sheng headed straight for the Thunderfire Furnace and soon found it.

The furnace was dark red all over, covered with ancient runes, each of which was slowly flowing and exuding a chilling aura of thunder and fire.

The furnace bottom is connected to the earth, with countless thick copper pipes deeply embedded in the earth's veins, as if this were not a furnace, but the heart of the entire Demon-Subduing City.

Feeling the terrifying heat and lightning power within the furnace, there was no doubt that this was also a lightning eye.

"Is there something you want to say to this old man?" Old Chen was a seasoned veteran, and he naturally saw that Hu Mang had deliberately sent the two away, as if he had something to say.

"The final battle in Demon-Subduing City might come sooner than I expect, Old Man Chen. I might need your help."