Donghuang Ziji

Chapter 548: Millions of Bodies in the Mirror

"Oh no, someone has disturbed the secrets of heaven and exposed our actions. Boss and Third Brother, don't hold back any more. Quickly deal with that guy from the Emei Sect. Together, we will use our secret method to completely refine this place."

The man who had fought with Fei Guang before also felt something when Chu Tai himself was controlling the heavenly secrets, and he shouted loudly to the surroundings.

As he spoke, the man released several black lights which pierced into the Nan Daoist's body. Following a mournful cry, the surrounding flags and crystal pillars changed, and dozens of blood lights flew out of the Nan Daoist's body, transforming into hundreds of thousands of thunderbolts that fell down, causing the protective light to shake continuously.

The few people who besieged the Emei monk also each sacrificed their magic treasures. Scarlet blood gushed out like a spring, spreading in the air and transforming into densely packed blood-colored threads thinner than a hair. The threads entangled with each other and formed a magic web, covering the golden air and continuously shrinking inwards.

The Emei monk also knew how powerful he was, so he immediately spat out a breath of his own true Qi, and flew out with a jade talisman, manifesting a precious light that protected himself tightly.

As soon as the besiegers saw the precious light, they knew that the jade talisman was extraordinary. It must be a disposable magic weapon that some fourth-grade celestial being used his own fundamental true qi and took several years to refine. After it was unfolded, it was enough to withstand the siege of fourth-grade cultivators. They could not break it in a short time.

One of them looked cold, kicked off his shoes, stepped on the ground barefoot, stretched out one hand, put three fingers into his mouth, chewed them a few times with his sharp teeth, and blood flowed out and sprayed upwards.

Blood mist surged up, and a fishy wind blew up, causing several magical weapons suspended around to shake. The blood-thread magic net began to mist, and then tangled together to form three layers of blood-colored circular light, trapping the Emei monk inside.

The golden glow inside competed with it, causing the blood light to sometimes expand and sometimes contract. At first glance, it looked like a huge heart, beating non-stop in the same place.

The person traveling with him looked at the man whose palm was glowing with blood and was recovering. "Why don't you just use your five fingers to refine the Five Rings Heart-Locking Secret Technique? You can refine it completely within five days. Now you only have three fingers and three rings. You can at most trap it, but I'm afraid you can't refine it."

"What's the use of refining it in five days? Just trap it. But I just used a secret method, and my blood and qi are depleted. I need to trouble you to bear with me later."

The words of the third brother made the others sneer. The fifth brother who controlled the Southern Taoist couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "Third brother, what you did is really unkind! Your cultivation method is good at creating good fortune. Can't you repair three fingers in the blink of an eye?"

"When you used the Disintegration and Escape Secret Technique, did you disintegrate only the flesh and blood? Have I recovered now? It's just a few broken bones and flesh and blood. If you need, I can give you 100,000 copies."

As he spoke, the third brother turned his head to look at Baiyun Temple, stretched out his hand, and a copper basin flew out of the magic treasure floating in the air and fell into his hand.

There were many secret spells carved in the basin, depicting a scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. He silently chanted the spell, stretched out his finger, and a crimson light emerged, while a misty blood fog rolled. With a turn of his wrist, the copper basin tilted, and the blood fog flowed out like a waterfall, instantly polluting the surrounding ground veins and energy.

Seeing this, the people around also started to use their magical powers.

Someone held a red lotus and flicked it gently. The red lotus turned into two, two turned into four, four turned into eight, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into thousands of flowers floating above the blood mist, slowly rotating, and the evil light of Jia and Yi wood that could suck the marrow from the bones poured down.

Someone threw out magic sand, which turned into yellow smoke flying all over the sky, covering the void and turning the blood mist into a dirty stream.

Others sacrificed stone lamps and bone mirrors, which released magic fire and golden light respectively, which just happened to form the five elements with the previous three people, further stimulating the power of the Hunyuan Five Elements Seven Evils Xuanyin Magic Array.

The last boss who stayed until the end saw this scene, pointed at the few people and scolded them with a smile: "I was talking about the third brother before, but you guys are not honest either."

"Isn't this the boss, your magical power is the strongest, so I asked you to show your demonic power? Hurry up, the barrier looks a little worse."

The third brother spoke again. He stared at the vague shadow of the treasure umbrella above Baiyun Temple and the bloodstains gradually emerging on it, with obvious excitement on his face.

"Don't worry, that is the Miro Heaven-shading Umbrella, one of the most important protective treasures in the past. Even if it is just a projection, it is not so easy to break. Let me use the secret magic to find out a little bit."

As he spoke, the boss also chanted a spell, summoning the secret demon to try to enter. The next moment, the secret demon was shattered by more than a dozen spiritual lights. Before the boss could react, the many demon gods refined by the secret demon in his body began to respond, and in a trance, there seemed to be a wonderful sound resounding in his ears.

"This is, not right..."

The eldest brother sat cross-legged, chanting magic scriptures continuously, trying to suppress the secret demons struggling in his body.

Seeing this, the other people all showed some sarcastic expressions.

Although they call each other "big brother" and "second in command", in reality no one trusts anyone else, and these titles are just code names.

Now that he saw that the boss who had once overpowered him and others seemed to be in trouble, he was naturally secretly happy in his heart.

However, several people were aware of the special nature of the moment, and they silently increased their magic power, chanted spells, and while being careful on guard, they continued to polish the precious light around Baiyun Temple.

Chu Tai, who was inside the temple, looked at the people outside with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

He had been staying in Baiyun Temple recently, repeatedly honing his own foundation, receiving the Sky-Breaking Umbrella, and transferring the Treasure Scroll. With the help of many Dao Fruit fragments, he had already refined most of the surrounding earth veins, and with the help of the Dao soldiers, he had formed a Three Talents pattern and opened up a small world of his own.

Although the methods of those demonic monks were strange, they were ultimately no match for Chu Tai who used [Lord of the Clouds] to obscure his vision and block his spiritual perception, used the Three Elements to confuse time and space, and used the Taoist soldiers transformed by the secret demons of the heavens to move and change things.

It seemed that the few of them were arranging magic to refine Baiyun Temple, but in fact, Chu Tai was refining them with the Taoist soldiers transformed from the secret demons of the heavens.

The fellow called the boss was practicing the Heavenly Demonic Path, so he was the first to notice something was wrong. However, he was also dragged into the illusion by Chu Tai and was unable to break free.

"Let me see who else is plotting against me."

Chu Tai closed his eyes slightly, and his connection with his original body became closer and closer, and his refining of the several people became faster and faster.

These demonic monks noticed something was wrong several times, but the rising fog always made them confused and they forgot some of it.

When Chu Tai gradually grasped the aura of several people, he raised his hand and pointed, and many illusory Taoist soldiers walked out of the void, each holding a mirror and standing in various places in Baiyun Temple, reflecting each other and everyone's shadow in it, layer upon layer, reflecting each other, forming countless them, and countless mists shrouded them.

It is useless to see through it individually, as the rest of the people who fall into the fog will still be dragged into new illusions.

No matter how strange the magic techniques are, they are still powerless against this almost endless mirror.

'This is the power of the Taoist soldiers.'

There is also a mirror in Chu Tai's pupils, which constantly senses, observes, and speculates the methods and powers of these evil monks, and even derives part of the scene of Baiyun Temple being breached.

He watched these demonic monks perform more demonic techniques and show more emotional changes. He observed the differences between the many figures, and also observed the common points among them, as the mutual symmetry of his own Dao Fruit [One].

Gradually, the shadows reflected in each mirror gather together and return to [One].

(End of this chapter)