Chapter 86: The Last Sect Master of the Shaman-Ghost Dao
Patriarch Nether Whisper’s Aura was still rising, yet Lu Yang remained calm. He knew very well that the opponent’s state wasn’t much different from his own.
Both had lost their physical bodies and were left with empty souls.
Battles of arts relied entirely on the stature blessings brought by Great Divine Abilities. Bullying weaker opponents was invariably successful, but once encountering an opponent of equal stature , the decline would reveal itself.
The reason they were evenly matched now was purely because Lu Yang had done the same thing.
To refine the [Corpse Liberation Immortal] stature, his physical body was still in the state of “Death and then Transformation.” Compared to Patriarch Nether Whisper, his condition was only slightly better.
However, since he dared to come knocking actively, he naturally had complete assurance.
“Nine Heavens Capital Seal Secret Demon Yin Thunder!”
Patriarch Nether Whisper looked cold and stern. He uttered a Dao sound and pinched a seal in his hand. Instantly, thunder generated in the void. Electric light and thunderbolts slashed down from the air toward Lu Yang.
This time, Lu Yang didn’t resist head-on. Instead, he silently circulated a sword art, transforming a streak of sword light beneath his feet. At the same time, he summoned the Blood Sun Sword Pellet to fly a hundred miles away. Then, splitting another streak of sword light, he used the sword light displacement technique of the “True Art of Divine Lightning Sword Control,” flashing away to a spot a hundred miles distant in an instant.
Boom.
With a loud noise, Lu Yang saw the thunder light fall into the City of Unjust Deaths below. In an instant, it shattered several city districts, whipping up a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
However, not a single soul flew out from the corpse mountain and blood sea; all souls were completely scattered!
“A Thunder Art specifically designed to counter souls…”
Lu Yang narrowed his eyes slightly. Thunder is inherently the most Yang and sturdy thing between heaven and earth. But when things reach an extreme, they reverse; extreme Yin and soft Qi can similarly generate ten thousand feet of thunder.
Patriarch Nether Whisper’s move, the “Nine Heavens Capital Seal Secret Demon Yin Thunder,” was clearly such a divine ability. Presumably, the opponent also saw through his reality, prescribing the right medicine for the illness, attempting to use this kind of Thunder Art to foul his soul. Once struck by it, he would likely lose this battle of arts.
Thinking of this, Lu Yang differentiated his sword light again, scattering it in all directions.
“Sword Escape Technique.”
Patriarch Nether Whisper looked over but sneered: “The Sword Escape of the Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion is admittedly the fastest under heaven, but as long as it is a divine ability, there is a way to break it.”
“My Shaman-Ghost Dao fought the Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion countless times in the past; how could we not understand this way?”
“Moreover, you don’t seem proficient in sword arts. With such meager skills, you dare show off before this Seat.”
After speaking, he pointed a finger.
Where his fingertip pointed, rolling Profound Light surged out, blotting out the sky and covering the earth. Upon closer inspection, it was actually head after head of Shaman-Ghosts, their numbers not inferior to Lu Yang’s sword lights at all!
Every Shaman-Ghost closely followed a streak of sword light.
And when Lu Yang used Sword Escape to disengage from the battlefield again, he saw Patriarch Nether Whisper similarly pinch a hand seal, shake his body, and vanish from his spot.
The next second, when Lu Yang walked out of a streak of sword light, the Shaman-Ghost beside that sword light actually changed appearance, revealing Patriarch Nether Whisper’s figure!
Boom!
The next second, another bolt of Yin Thunder slashed down at his head. In the nick of time, Lu Yang shook the Myriad Spirits Banner in his hand. Subsequently, hundreds, nearly a thousand Five Thunders Talismans flew out from the banner. Activated simultaneously, they turned into a streak of brilliant Yang Thunder, crashing into that Yin Thunder in mid-air with a boom.
“Talismans?”
Patriarch Nether Whisper frowned slightly upon seeing this, but his brow quickly relaxed: “Although a bit troublesome, how many do you have? It is still a drop in the bucket… !?”
His voice came to an abrupt halt.
Because the next second, Lu Yang unfurled the Myriad Spirits Banner completely. Streak after streak of talismans flew out from within, covering most of heaven and earth in an instant!
In his previous life, aided by the Dao-Illuminating Jade Slip, Lu Yang had already pushed Talisman Arts and Formation Arts to the limit of the Qi Refining realm, ranking them at Grade 7. Coupled with the industrial assembly line production of the Myriad Spirits Banner, he directly set up a formation with talismans. Shifting and changing, he instantly stirred the mighty power of heaven and earth within a hundred miles.
Not only that, but array patterns also lit up around the perimeter of the City of Unjust Deaths at this moment.
For a time, flying lights and flowing fire, wind and thunder rolled through the sky. They firmly shrouded the entire City of Unjust Deaths and also trapped Patriarch Nether Whisper right in the center of the formation!
“Did you really think I came knocking rashly without doing anything?”
Dealing with an old senior, Lu Yang came prepared.
Long before rushing to the City of Unjust Deaths, he had already laid a grand formation around its perimeter. At this moment, as the formation opened, it immediately erupted with earth-shattering power.
In the past, relying on a single Heavenly River Massacre Sword Formation Diagram, Lu Yang could resist the Great Perfection of Qi Refining with a cultivation of the Eighth Layer of Qi Refining. The bonus a formation provided to combat power was significant. Patriarch Nether Whisper naturally understood this too. His expression changed drastically, and he immediately pinched a hand seal, intending to escape the range of the formation.
“Hmph, trying to flee?”
Lu Yang waved his large sleeve. The sword lights he split off earlier instantly rolled back to kill.
Previously, to track Lu Yang, Patriarch Nether Whisper had every Shaman-Ghost closely follow a sword light. Now, he had lifted a rock only to drop it on his own foot.
In the blink of an eye, the sword lights swept away the Shaman-Ghosts remaining outside the formation.
And without the Shaman-Ghosts as a medium, Patriarch Nether Whisper naturally couldn’t escape through the void. He could only watch with a grim face as he fell into the encirclement of the formation.
Lu Yang sneered upon seeing this and immediately pinched a hand seal.
Instantly, the formation shifted. Countless talismans vibrated in unison. Wind, Thunder, Water, and Fire poured out instantly, drowning Patriarch Nether Whisper’s figure within.
If it were just a simple formation, Patriarch Nether Whisper wouldn’t fear it. But the person controlling the formation happened to be Lu Yang. Blessed by his own stature, it became a truly fatal method. When the Wind, Thunder, Water, and Fire dissipated, Patriarch Nether Whisper reappeared, but the previously dazzling brilliance of his soul had dimmed significantly.
“Good, what a good Junior!”
Patriarch Nether Whisper had disheveled hair, his eyes filled with grimness. He whispered: “I really didn’t want to expose it… but looking at it now, there is no other way.”
Before his voice fell, his Aura changed abruptly!
He pinched a hand seal, and the Aspect of the Mysterious Nether Lord behind him expanded again. The [Hall of Yama] became increasingly real, and eight precious thrones actually manifested one after another.
“Return to your positions!”
The gloomy demonic voice spread in all directions. The next second, Lu Yang saw the eight scarlet escape lights that had just fled into the distance fly back again.
Inside the escape lights, the terrified-to-the-extreme faces of the eight Elders of the Nether Whisper Sect were reflected. Lu Yang immediately urged the formation to try and intercept them, but they seemed to exist in another dimension, ethereal and misty, impossible to stop. In the blink of an eye, they arrived beside Patriarch Nether Whisper.
“Black and White Impermanence, Civil and Military Judges.”
“Ox-Head and Horse-Face, Day and Night Wandering Gods.”
With every name Patriarch Nether Whisper called out, an Elder landed on a precious throne manifested by the [Hall of Yama]. Until all eight Elders were seated—
Boom!
Patriarch Nether Whisper, transforming into the Aspect of the Mysterious Nether Lord, landed directly on the main seat of the [Hall of Yama]. The entire [Hall of Yama] seemed to be reborn instantly. Ten thousand ghosts roared, each performing their duties. It was as if the true netherworld had descended upon the mortal world, instantly breaking free from the talisman array Lu Yang had laid!
Almost simultaneously, above the dome of the sky, a sword cry rang out!
The sound of the sword cry rolled in, carrying an invincible and vast Divine Sense, causing an image to involuntarily surface in the hearts of everyone who heard it.
It was a cliff standing at the extreme of heaven and earth.
On the cliff, a heroic young man in Daoist robes sat cross-legged, gazing at the north of the River. A spiritualsword lay before his knees. Then, he pointed his fingers together and slashed toward the North: “Shaman-Ghost Dao Lord, the ringleader must be executed!”
Clang Clang!
The next second, all images vanished. Lu Yang only saw a sharp sword light. It was shockingly that the Golden Core Sword Qi inside the secret realm had completely awakened!
At this moment, Lu Yang finally figured out Patriarch Nether Whisper’s identity.
The Last Sect Master of the Shaman-Ghost Dao!
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