The golden light gradually fades away, and the dark spirit vanishes without a trace after Liu Gui's loud scream.

    These changes appear to have happened very quickly, but in fact, it's just a thought, and it might only take a blink of the eye outside.

    Chen Yun took a long breath, realizing the incredible power contained within the Golden Axe given to him by his master, who was able to slay the powerful Dragon using it before he had reached enlightenment. It is no wonder that his master could wield such a weapon, for its spirit is as strong as that of a ghost monk.

    What is a ghost monk?

    Zhong Lu Collection of Daoist Transmission: "A ghost monk is the fifth and lowest level of immortals. They transcend the realm of yin, their spiritual images are unclear, they do not have a surname in the ghost realm, they are nameless in the three mountains, although they do not enter the cycle of rebirth, it is difficult for them to return to Penglai or Feng Ying. They have no place to return and can only settle down to be reborn."

    Also known as: "For those who practice but do not understand the Great Dao, and wish to achieve success quickly, they may become like withered wood in appearance and their hearts like purple ash. Their spiritual consciousness remains internally guarded, with a single-mindedness that does not dissipate. In the state of samadhi, they manifest a shadowy spirit, which is a ghost of pure spirit but not a true immortal. This is because their single-mindedness keeps the yin spirit together, hence they are called ghost immortals."

    Simply put, once the yin spirit is cultivated to a certain level, it becomes a ghost immortal.

    This is an aside path, pursuing speedy achievement, and cannot attain the pure Yang immortal.

    Even so, the power of a ghost immortal is only slightly less than that of a "human immortal" who has just begun to refine the Golden Pill.

    There are three levels above human immortals: earth immortal, divine immortal, and celestial immortal.

    A divine immortal is a pure Yang immortal who has completely eliminated yin, hence also known as the True Divine Immortal.

    Although a ghost immortal is the lowest among the five immortals in Taoism, they are still immortals and far beyond the match of any ordinary creature.

    Therefore, Chen Yun was able to unleash such a powerful energy because his yin spirit merged with the sword spirit.

    Thinking about it, Chen Yun's yin spirit returned to his physical body.

    Clang!

    The situation on the battlefield was all laid out before his eyes.

    The big picture is set. Zhou Rang, the high-level body refining master, who was hit by Chen Yun's spirit sword and the fall of the soul technique, did not even have the chance to show his strength before he was captured.

    Another twenty or so Yellow Turban rebels, seeing the might and prowess of the Divine Policy Army, all dropped their weapons and held their heads in surrender.

    The strength of a regular and elite army is far beyond that of untrained Yellow Turban rebels.

    Such an outcome can be said to be the result that has been predetermined from the very beginning.

    Only Liu Gui Bai jumped up from the ground, his eyes red, hair disheveled, driving the flying needles as he fought desperately like a cornered beast.

    Yan Ming held the long spear as heavy as a mountain and charged towards him.

    Ma Qin also swung his broken horse blade, causing layer after layer of sword light to rise.

    Another dozen or so Divine Policy soldiers with shields and long swords surrounded Liu Gui Bai.

    Under such attacks, Liu Gui Bai was able to withstand them all with just one needle.

    Chen Yun only saw the needles flying like an electric fan, incredibly fast.

    Clang, clang, clang.

    The sound of weapon collisions echoed with a fierce resound.

    "The Yellow Turban rebels, why not quickly surrender now? When else?"

    Yan Meng shouted fiercely, lunging with his long spear through an opening with a fierce stab.

    Liu Gui Bai struggled in death, screaming loudly: "You ordinary people also want to capture a cultivator of immortality? Dream on! I will make you all die!"

    He seemed to be enraged, and the speed of the flying needles increased by another third.

    A streak of cold light shot towards a soldier like a meteor.

    The soldier quickly raised his shield to block.

    The next moment, a terrifying scene unfolded.

    At that instant, as the flying needle touched the metal shield, it pierced through it as if it were a sheet of paper, instantly throwing the soldier into the air.

    Bang!

    The soldier's body landed heavily on the ground, convulsed twice, and then there was no more movement.

    Chen Yun's pupil contracted, indicating that he realized the terrifying power of Liu Gui Bai's needles.

    Ma Qin and Yan Meng did not expect that Liu Gui Bai could withstand the attack of more than one dozen elite soldiers with just one needle. Even more surprising was that he killed a soldier in the process.

    Instantly, Ma Qin roared, " Everyone, disperse and surround him! Archers, shoot!"

    Click-click-click!

    More than a dozen people quickly jumped aside, surrounding but not attacking.

    The archers at the rear all nocked their bows and shot arrows.

    Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

    Hundreds of arrows hurtled towards him with ferocious momentum.

    Liu Gui Bai suddenly did something out of the ordinary, turning and running towards the mountain while his flying needles transformed into a "light screen," blocking the arrow rain.

    In the blink of an eye, Liu Gui Bai ran out more than ten meters.

    He laughed wildly as he walked, "Little thief Chen, how does your victory over me with the help of the Divine Sword matter? I don't believe you can always have the Divine Sword. Wait until I find a quiet place to recuperate for two or three days, restore my yin spirit, and come to take your life again. At that time, the Divine Sword will be mine!"

    "Chase!"

    "The mountain is not suitable for riding horses, everyone dismount and chase!"

    Ma Qin and Yan Meng roared and quickly marched forward to pursue.

    But at that moment, a gust of wind swept past everyone's ears.

    Everyone only saw Chen Yun, holding the Divine Sword, like a gust of wind, directly rushing towards the mountain at great speed.

    ……

    One minute later.

    Chen Yun and Liu Gui Bai were several tens of meters ahead of the rest of the group.

    On the winding mountain road, Liu Gui Bai seemed to have used some kind of Daoist technique, running at a speed about half as fast as that of a horse charm.

    Behind him, Chen Yun was quickly catching up to Liu Gui Bai, thanks to his Jia Ma Fu.

    Seeing that the road ahead led to a mountain crevice, Chen Yun feared he would lose track of Liu Gui Bai, so he took out the Qing Ming signet ring from his storage ring and hurled it forward with great force.

    As Liu Gui Bai was escaping, he seemed to sense something and quickly somersaulted on the ground like a donkey rolling over.

    The blue light hit the stone, exploding instantly.

    Bang!

    A massive explosion echoed.

    A huge stone was directly blown up by the Qing Ming signet ring.

    The broken stone scattered in all directions, and the shockwave spread outwards.

    Liu Gui Bai, who was rolling on the ground, let out a cry of pain as if he had been hit by something. Then he quickly leaned against the mountain wall, clutching his left leg in pain.

    Chen Yun stood far away, holding the Divine Sword, squinting his eyes and said: "Liu Gui Bai, why didn't you use Daoist techniques? Your yin spirit was injured by me within the Divine Sword just now. Shouldn't you be unable to use it?"

    Liu Gui Bai's left leg was pierced by the broken stones, and his blood flowed profusely.

    Sweating and with a fierce expression, Liu Gui Bai said, "Little scoundrel, my yin spirit was injured by you and I can't use Daoist techniques, but do you really think you're invincible? I have flying needles; dare you come close and test me!"

    In his speech, the flying needles were constantly circling around his body, emitting a whooshing sound as they broke through the air.

    Carrying the Divine Sword, Chen Yun moved forward slowly, like a cat playing with a mouse, "Oh? Have you forgotten that I can use the Soul-Capturing Technique with the help of the Divine Sword? Are you sure your flying needles can withstand the Soul-Capturing Technique?"

    Upon hearing this, Liu Gui Bai's face turned pale as a ghost.

    He had never imagined that Chen Yun, whom he had underestimated and dismissed as insignificant, would now completely corner him into a dead end!

    If he hadn't underestimated Chen Yun on the official road, he, Liu Gui Bai, wouldn't be in this dead-end situation now.

    It can be said that Liu Gui Bai's current situation is entirely because of his overconfidence.

    But Liu Gui Bai never expected that Chen Yun, an eight-level mage realm practitioner, a martial artist who had not yet reached his peak power, would be able to match him, even subtly overpowering him, after only a dozen days.

    With this realization, Liu Gui Bai utterly gave up his resistance and simply leaned against the mountain wall, gasping for breath.

    He forced a smile and said, "I really don't know how you, the little scoundrel, have trained. Although you can only match me with the help of the Divine Sword, more than ten days ago, even with the Divine Sword's help, you couldn't have compared to me. It must be said that you are truly a genius. So tell me, why did you deliberately let me escape from the encirclement and single-handedly pursue me? What do you want?"

    "To be honest, I did not deliberately let you escape from the encirclement. Just now, my yin spirit flew out and was scorched by the sunlight, and after returning to my physical body, I took some time to recover. Otherwise, you would have certainly not been able to break out with your flying needles." Chen Yun spoke the truth: "But I do indeed have something I want to know from you. If you tell me truthfully, I will make sure you die quickly. But if you're not honest, don't blame me for torturing you endlessly with the Soul-Capturing Technique!"

    Upon hearing the words "endlessly tortured with the Soul-Capturing Technique," Liu Gui Bai's eyes revealed a hint of fear.

    It was evident that he knew how terrifying it was to be tortured with the Soul-Capturing Technique.

    Liu Gui Bai, who had been boasting ten days ago, now lowered his proud head. "Speak, what do you want to know?"

    Chen Yun still remained on high alert, continuously injecting his true qi into the Divine Sword, and asked with a smile: "Tell me where Ling Feiyun is hiding."

    "It's impossible! Even if I die, I will not betray Lin Master!"

    Liu Gui Bai firmly refused.

    "I didn't realize, you're still a sentimental person." Chen Yun wasn't in a hurry and continued to tease: "Don't think I don't know that Ling Feiyun is hiding in Xigou City..."

    He said this while observing the reaction on Liu Gui Bai's face.

    As expected, upon hearing the words "Xigou City," Liu Gui Bai's expression changed.

    Chen Yun continued: "...in a certain place."

    Liu Gui Bai was startled, his expression instantly recovered, and he laughed heartily: "Right! Right right! Lin Master is indeed hiding in Xigou City. But with more than a hundred thousand households in Xigou City, I want to see how long it will take for you to find Lin Master."

    "Why would I go into the city to look for Ling Feiyun?" Chen Yun coldly smiled, "She's just hiding in the suburbs, isn't she?"

    Liu Gui Bai's forehead suddenly appeared with sweat pores, it is not clear whether it is because the blood loss from his left leg caused by the wound, or because Chen Yun guessed out the specific location of Ling Feiyun that made him anxious.

    Since he didn't speak, Chen Yun continued to probe, "If I'm not mistaken, Ling Feiyun should be hiding in your place. And since you and your Yellow Turban bandits have never given up the idea of overthrowing the heavens and seizing the throne, then, Liu Guibai or Ling Feiyun must have been in contact with the powerful figures in the city. Since Ling Feiyun is a woman, it's unlikely that she would directly make contact with powerful figures. Only you, Liu Guibai, may have a chance to do so. That is to say, as long as I return to Xigou City and ask some high officials about it, I will know where you are hidden and where Ling Feiyun is."

    Liu Gui Bai's face grew increasingly ugly, and his voice gradually became a bit deranged. "Ling Master is not hiding on my side! No! You little scoundrel, don't try to get more information out of me! Kill me, kill me now!"

    Oh.

    I've confirmed.

    It turns out that Ling Feiyun is indeed hiding with you.

    And it seems that you, Liu Gui Bai, have indeed made contact with the powerful figures in Xigou City.

    Chen Yun originally couldn't confirm, but he thought about how historical insurrectionists usually did this, so he tried to probe with words, never expecting the other party to react intensely and confirm his guess.

    He knew that no matter how he tried to persuade Liu Gui Bai, the other party would certainly not reveal the hiding place of Ling Feiyun.

    However, since we have already tested this out, there is no need to ask further questions.

    While Chen Yun was deep in thought.

    Liu Gui Bai's eyes kept flickering.

    The flying needle on the ground quietly and slowly floated up.

    Suddenly, Liu Gui Bai roared with madness and laughter, "Little scoundrel, die!"

    As he spoke, the flying needle transformed into a streak of cold light and flew swiftly towards Chen Yun's brow between his eyes!

    Little did Chen Yun know, he was completely unmoved by it. He only sighed and said, "Well, I was thinking about whether to kill you now or turn you over to the Tang Dynasty's Divine Strategy Army. It seems like you're choosing your own death!"

    During his speech, the flying needle seemed to be a kite without a string, thumping down to the ground.

    The Liu Gui Bai in front of Chen Yun had wide, unblinking eyes, and there was no sign of life left in them.

    Chen Yun had long been on guard, and upon sensing that the other party was driving the needle, he used the "Galaxy Whirlpool" technique of Ling Feiyun's divine sword to smash Liu Gui Bai's soul into nothingness!

    Liu Gui Bai, who was strong enough to face 300 elite troops and possesses the power of a seven-level mage realm practitioner, ultimately fell to his own demise.

    Although he had achieved this feat by using the Chili Gold Slaying Demon Sword, Chen Yun knew that the good karma he accumulated during his recent thirteen-day descent from the mountain had significantly strengthened his own power. Killing Liu Gui Bai by taking advantage of his weakness was the best proof of his increased strength!

    (End of Chapter)