Darkness billows and continuously condenses.
In an instant, the shadow of Ghost King Lord becomes vivid.
Du Guangting's face changed dramatically. He never expected that Yin Wuyi would unleash his ultimate move right from the start, with no intention of testing his cultivation at all!
The Bag Monk below also showed a serious expression, with his body's Buddha light surging even more intensely.
The citizens of the city did not know how terrifying Ghost King Lord was. They saw Du Guangting faintly gaining the upper hand and were cheering loudly on the side.
Huhuhu!
The void seemed to split open a massive crack, with one after another thin, grey misty currents continuously converging onto the shadow of Ghost King Lord.
Ghost King Lord seems to have come back to life, as his tightly closed eyes slowly opened up.
The instant his eyes open, it's as if a bolt of lightning tears through the void.
Heaven and earth tremble, and all things shudder.
Under the powerful cultivation of Yin Wuyi, Ghost King Lord actually appears as a manifestation!
Clouds continue to crackle with lightning, and sudden gusts of wind arise, making the entire world desolate.
The terrifying pressure enveloped layer by layer, even though Du Guangting's cultivation was higher than that of Yin Wuyi, his spiritual soul was pressed to the point where it shone with white light and was about to crack.
The Buddha light released by the Bag Monk also shook violently, giving the impression that it was about to break!
Ghost King Lord, manifested to the first level, with infinite power, shaking all the people!
The two hundred thousand people of Liuxi City, looking at the lightning and fierce winds raging, only then realized the terror of Ghost King Lord!
For a moment, the city falls silent.
Everyone is shivering while looking at the projection of Ghost King Lord.
That awe from the soul makes people unable to resist the urge to surrender, kneel, and pay profound homage.
Yin Wuyi is ruthless, and Du Guangting naturally dare not neglect, using all his strength. His spiritual soul shines with white light, and he begins to recite the most powerful incantation he can master, "Tianpeng Tianpeng, Jiutuan Xie…… Weijian Shengwang, Chuanxiangle…… Tianzhuo JiJi, WeiBei YuFeng…… Niandan Dazu， ZhanGu WuXing…… Shendao Yixia，wanGu zichui…"
Tianpeng Shenzhou!
Du Guangting is actually reciting the Tianpeng Incantation!
This is an unprecedented duel, almost the pinnacle of battles that can be seen in the mundane world. The fight between them is so intense that ordinary people cannot even imagine it.
If Yin Wuyi uses other arts, it's fine. As the leader of the secular Daoist sect, Du Guangting can easily stand up to him just by moving his hands and feet, relying solely on the Maoshan school's F�o Zhi Dafa. He may even subtly gain an upper hand.
Now Yin Wuyi is using secret arts to summon the projection of Ghost King Lord, the powerful general under the command of King Heaven of Yanshi, who terrorizes thousands of mountains and waters in the underworld, as well as every corner of the universe.
Du Guangting has no choice but to use his most powerful secret technique, the Tianpeng Incantation!
He recited the incantation rapidly yet clearly, and in an instant, he had reached the last line.
Du Guangting's eyes flashed with anger, and he roared, "Hurry up like the brightness of the northern emperor's commandments!"
The next second, the heavens rotated and the earth turned!
Suddenly, a picture of the nine stars of the Big Dipper appears in the sky!
A ferociously sharp aura bursts out from the center of Du Guangting's spiritual soul.
An even more terrifying scene unfolded.
Everyone clearly saw the nine stars of the Big Dipper flying out of the sky and forming a starry dome, which heavily enclosed and covered Ghost King Lord from above.
Then, within the starlight dome, a deity appeared suddenly. This deity had three heads and six arms; he was adorned in red hair, scarlet clothing, and red armor. He stood barefoot and held a imperial bell with his right hand, wielding an axe with his left. In one of his other hands, he grasped the index finger of the other hand and wielded a seven-star sword in the other.
It was the Lord of Tianpeng, the leader of the Four Holy Deities of the North Pole!
Tianpeng is the leader of the nine stars and is responsible for eradicating demons and evils!
Once the Lord of Tianpeng appeared, golden light erupted from every direction in an instant!
"Kill!"
Everyone faintly heard the Lord of Tianpeng's fierce battle cry.
Just as the voice fell, the gold light exploded!
Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The huge roaring sound resounded throughout the world!
"Aah!"
Ghost King Lord's screams were extreme to the point of being piercing even through the huge roaring sound.
It's evident to everyone that with the Tianpeng Incantation, Ghost King Lord was completely suppressed!
It seems that as long as the power of the incantation disperses, victory or defeat can be determined.
The two hundred thousand people of Liuxi City are all gripping their fists tightly against their chests, staring at the sky, eagerly waiting to see Du Guangting subdue Yin Wuyi, the demonic lord.
Du Guangting is unleashing his full power, utilizing his spiritual strength to its maximum capacity.
Exactly because of this, the power released by Tianpeng Incantation can be said to be devastating and catastrophic.
The sky is filled with golden light.
It's all powerful energy fluctuations.
For a moment, great radiance illuminates the world, changing the colors of the sun and moon!
With Du Guangting's sudden burst of power, the Bag Monk, who was trying to contain the energies of the two combatants, must have been in great trouble.
At this moment, the Bag Monk roared loudly, with his forehead's veins popping straight out, and his whole body's Buddhist light interplaying with the Maitreya Buddha statue in the sky, like two suns.
Buddhist light shines brightly, blocking all energies!
The three of them are top-notch experts in their time, and now their battle of magic is in full swing. Each one is so focused that they almost forget everything around them.
Suddenly, something unexpected happened.
At the moment when Du Guangting was using Tianpeng Incantation to suppress Ghost King Lord's projection.
Yin Wuyi roared, "Comrade, attack!"
The ghost general guarding Yin Wuyi's physical body suddenly emitted a burst of black chi, which immediately transformed into a towering, black-hued "ghost shadow" giant that was over twenty feet tall.
The ghost general, once fully manifested, sprayed a beam of red light from his mouth, directly targeting the Bag Monk who was struggling to fend off the overwhelming power of Tianpeng Incantation.
No one expected that Yin Wuyi was so cunning. On one hand, he used a powerful technique to force Du Guangting and the Bag Monk to do nothing else. On the other hand, he summoned a ghost general whose power was not inferior to his own, ambushing the Bag Monk who had already exhausted himself.
This ghost general has the strength comparable to an average sorcerer, and in the underworld, he can be considered a fierce general.
Everyone previously thought that the ghost general summoned by Yin Wuyi was for protecting his physical body.
After all, he couldn't take his attention off Du Guangting during their battle, and having a Bag Monk nearby was not strange without someone to guard.
Therefore, people did not pay much attention to the ghost general.
Little did they know that during the crucial moment of their battle, Yin Wuyi resorted to underhanded tactics and ordered the ghost general to ambush the Bag Monk who was just consolidating the energies.
This move can be said to be extremely cunning.
At the same time, this also reflects Yin Wuyi's old and cunning nature, where he will not hesitate to use underhanded methods to gain victory.
If the Bag Monk withdrew his Buddha light to defend, the bursting power of Tianpeng Incantation, which was originally aimed at attacking Ghost King Lord's projection, would undoubtedly spread around in an instant and cause extensive damage to Liuxi City and even Emei Mountain.
However, if the Bag Monk did not retreat to defend himself, he would have to endure the powerful strike of the ghost general, whose life and death would be uncertain.
Seeing this scene, the Bag Monk sighed in a bitter smile and shouted, "Namo Amituofo! Who will go to hell if I don't?"
He actually chose to sacrifice himself for the path of the Buddha, willing to be blasted to death by the ghost general rather than withdrawing his Buddha light to defend himself.
Bravo! He truly is an avatar of Maitreya Buddha. His compassionate heart moves the heavens and the earth.
Du Guangting could not stand by and watch the Bag Monk perish in this way.
He couldn't afford to keep unleashing his power to suppress Ghost King Lord, so he quickly mobilized his spiritual soul to lift a massive chunk of earth from the ground.
The crowd only heard a loud snap, followed by a gust of wind, flying sand, and stones. Suddenly, a small mountain-sized chunk of earth rose from the ground, flying off into the air. It was pitch black and filled with energy, blocking the red light in an instant.
Yin Wuyi saw that Du Guangting was distracted and sneered with a malicious grin, as his dark qi surged.
The projection of Ghost King Lord violently broke free from the golden light, extending a huge hand, like a mountain peak, to fiercely grasp at Du Guangting's spiritual soul.
This punch came with great force and ferocity, causing the wind to blow in front of it before it even reached Du Guangting.
If Du Guangting were truly captured, his spiritual soul would surely disperse into thin air.
He quickly dodged, but only managed to evade half of his body. His spiritual soul was instantly shattered in half by Ghost King Lord's projection's huge hand!
"Ahh!"
Du Guangting gave a agonizing cry and his spiritual soul rushed back into his physical body at full speed.
The Bag Monk's agonizing cries were heard at the same time from below.
It turned out that the red light emitted by the ghost general had instantly shattered the earth block, but it still retained its momentum and heavily struck the Bag Monk.
Fortunately, the small mountain-like earth block managed to block most of the energy, allowing the Bag Monk to survive by a stroke of luck.
But even so, his flesh and blood were bursting open, gushing out like a fountain.
In a blink of an eye, Yin Wuyi, with his incredibly cunning tactics, had suddenly turned the tide of the battle!
Du Guangting's spiritual soul was grievously injured, and it was clear that he had no more fight left in him.
The Bag Monk was gushing blood like a fountain, and his entire body was swaying unsteadily, naturally losing his combat capabilities.
The chaos is far from over.
Yin Wuyi, seeing that the ambush was successful, almost gathered all of his dark qi to concentrate on the projection of Ghost King Lord.
In the next moment, Ghost King Lord's huge hand once again ferociously clutched at Du Guangting's spiritual soul as it was about to return to his physical body.
It's obvious to everyone that if Du Guangting's spiritual soul were to be grabbed by Ghost King Lord's huge hand again, it would certainly disintegrate instantly, disappearing from this world forever, with no chance for reincarnation.
"No!"
"Master Du!"
The twenty million people of Liuxi City watched in near disbelief, almost fainting.
No one wanted to see Du Guangting perish like this!
Just as Du Guangting, who was already weakened by his damaged spiritual soul, had no more strength to fight, the Bag Monk was also in a similar situation.
It seems that no one can save Du Guangting now!
The citizens of the city are filled with despair.
Even many people closed their eyes.
It is heartbreaking to see a god-like figure like Du Guangting die.
In this critical moment.
Suddenly!
Suddenly, a heavenly music could be heard from the eastern sky.
"Veneration and Devotion."
"The son of a bitch, you're a disgrace to the human race. I'll never forgive you for what you've done. You don't deserve to be called a man. You should be locked up forever and rot in prison for the rest of your life. I hope you rot in hell!"
Zhongkui Jingtuo!
It's actually the Zhongkui Canon!
This heavenly music is extremely ethereal, fine as a thread, yet reaches every corner without a hole.
Ghost King Lord and the ghost general seem to be suppressed by an invisible force, suddenly freezing in place.
Yin Wuyi hurriedly turned his head, looking towards the east.
Du Guangting's face changed greatly, and his spiritual soul rushed back into his body, also gazing towards the sky.
The Bag Monk and the twenty million people of Liuxi City all looked towards the boundless sky to the east.
Everyone saw a gigantic image of Zhongkui, a divine figure with a leopard head, ringed eyes, an iron face, and tangled whiskers, shining in the sky with resplendent red light. It was the statue of Zhongkui!
This statue of Zhongkui appeared and disappeared in the far-off eastern sky in a flash, as if it had never existed.
However, the moment the statue of Zhongkui disappeared, the black qi that had locked down heaven and earth, along with the ferocious Ghost King Lord, vanished into specks of black light that dispersed into the heavens and earth, leaving no trace.
Yin Wuyi was even more gravely injured, with his dark spirit shaking violently and his black chi spilling out uncontrollably, almost leading to his spiritual destruction.
Fortunately, he felt something abnormal, and his dark spirit returned to his body in time, otherwise, he would have already been done for!
His ghost general, unfortunately, didn't have the same luck. It was struck by a terrifying blow and turned into ashes, disappearing completely.
The statue of Zhongkui, with divine might surging!
The twenty million people in the city were shocked beyond belief. They never expected the arrogant and domineering Ghost King Lord, as well as the fierce ghost general, to be eradicated so quickly by the statue of Zhongkui!
Even the formidable giant demon Yin Wuyi was severely injured.
To think that the statue of Zhongkui, which appeared only for a moment, could unleash such divine power?
Zhongkui appears, the city trembles.
Everyone knew that this was certainly not summoned by Du Guangting or the Bag Monk.
Both Du Guangting and the Bag Monk were held captive by Yin Wuyi, their lives in great danger. How could they have summoned the statue of Zhongkui to defeat Ghost King Lord?
Who?
Who is the high Daoist who is practicing boundless great laws?
Everyone stared intently at the eastern horizon, eager to see who this great master was.
At that moment, a golden light pierced the sky, like an arch bridge, plummeting to the ground at high speed.
A tall, handsome young Daoist with an ethereal demeanor stepped forward, his robes fluttering.
I saw this young Daoist calmly looking forward, with a full-bodied shout, "I am Chen Pu, a disciple of the Zhengyang Taoist Temple in the Chongnan Mountain Concentration Cave. I have come to challenge your malevolence!"
(The end of this chapter)
