Lingzhang

Chapter 756 The Silver Bottle Breaks and Swords Clash
When the two great curtains of divine light, imbued with the aura of kings, and this curtain of scriptures both appeared, and their auras were consistent, they almost overlapped into a complete expanse of divine light.

Standing in the third layer of the exterior view, three harmonious Taoist principles intertwine in the interpretation of Taoist methods.

In an instant, a well-defined and comprehensive framework had been built within the merchant's foundation.

This is a crucial step.

Just like Yue Hanzhang in the past.

The complete framework foundation brought about a transformation for the geniuses and prodigies of the orthodox Wanfa School.

The soaring aura of the Daoist arts and the surrounding power of the body became one at this moment.

The fighting spirit and killing intent displayed by the merchant instantly exceeded the limits, stepping far beyond the confines of the third level of the outer realm!
A once-prodigious genius who amazed a generation, after years of dormancy and being forced to embark on the path of late-blooming success, has finally returned to the right track in the flow of time, embarking once again on the path of soaring that should have been hers!

Facing a massive army.

At this moment, the merchant, who seemed like the Emperor of the Moon, took another step forward without hesitation!
The surging power of heaven and earth poured wildly into the divine curtain behind her.

The merchant's increasingly fierce aura was like a blazing sun.

But at this moment.

This true yang energy has reached its zenith.

Anodes generate cathodes.

boom--

The violent shaking and roaring sound was like the creation of the world.

As a wisp of extremely pure Yin energy was born in the blazing Yang sun, the gateway to the Netherworld was opened!

In an instant, the surging Yin energy gathered wildly into a sea of ​​smoke, and within a few breaths, the entire starry sky was transformed into a Yin inferno.

ta-ta-ta--

next moment.

The sound of iron hooves pounding echoed through the dense, misty air.

Iron horses and icy rivers enter my dreams.

In that instant, a massive army surged forth from the underworld.

However, of these Fengdu ghost soldiers, only the six riders at the very front of the charge actually broke through the dense, dark fog.

Their charge stirred up the pervasive mist, and the remaining thousands of troops continued their frantic march forward, but remained hidden within the mist from beginning to end.

Like this moment.

What charged toward the ancestral kings who were attacking the demon race was not the Yin soldiers of Fengdu that Master Shang had condensed with his Taoist magic, but the Netherworld itself, and death itself!

And it was precisely when this Daoist aura enveloped both the sky-filling mist and the Yin soldiers of Fengdu.

The thunderous hooves of thousands of horses collided in that instant, forming a single sound.

bang-bang-bang-

And this sound seemed to resonate with the heartbeats of all living beings on the path ahead.

Without a sound, the heartbeats of the demon kings who were charging at the forefront began to resonate almost uncontrollably with the sound of thousands of horses trampling.

then.

The footsteps of the Fengdu ghost soldiers marched faster and faster.

Finally, at a certain moment.

The heartbeat causes the blood and qi to accumulate to an unsustainable level, but the beating itself continues to accelerate wildly.

Boom——Boom——Boom——

The sound of something exploding with physical and mental shock suddenly resounded at that moment!

A silver bottle shatters, water gushing forth; iron cavalry charges forth, swords and spears clashing!

Before the Shang army's forces even arrived, death had already come first!
then.

The most bizarre moment of the entire transformation occurred in the next instant—

A death, real and undeniable, was born at the very forefront of the demon race's ancestral kings' army, even though they were still quite far from the actual clash between the two armies.

Suddenly.

When the sound of iron hooves pounding down mingled with the howling of the ghostly mist, the Shang Shi's army of ghostly soldiers from Fengdu seemed to have undergone a sudden teleportation in that instant!
They are not things that exist in this world.

The place beneath their feet is the Taiyin Purgatory, the Fengdu Ghost Realm, the Underworld, and death itself!

Where life and death are intertwined, that is where the ghostly soldiers of Fengdu tread!

Ghostly soldiers are borrowing a path!

Through the real and undeniable deaths of the foremost ancestors and kings of the demon race, they completed their leap in an instant!
When the iron hooves trampled down on those shattered flesh and bones.

As the ghostly mist surged in, it swept away the original blood mist that filled the sky.

Just like the moment behind the merchant, a wisp of pure Yin energy was born from the extremely blazing divine curtain, which resembled the great sun.

The sudden shift from yang to yin abruptly altered reality.

Originally, it was the intense, surging blood and qi that exploded only after it had reached its peak.

Suddenly.

All the crimson flesh and blood in the wreckage began to "rot" the moment the iron hooves trampled it down and the ghostly mist swept over it.

When I looked again...

The ground was devoid of any blood. On the skeletons of those enormous creatures, only puddles of thick, grayish-black liquid, like mud, dripped down, turning into wisps of grayish-black smoke the instant they detached from the skeletons, merging into the vast, dark mist.

And it was at this very moment.

Death seemed to have become an extremely concrete reality, and the pervasive mist exuded a stale stench that instinctively made people feel nauseous, disgusted, and dizzy.

This leads to an instinctive feeling of unease and fear.

And this is accompanied by the corrosion of flesh and blood.

Where the original remains existed, the vital points, the brow, the top of the skull, and other crucial points representing the life and death of those demonic beasts were activated by the Taoist aura of the Master Shang.

The faint remnants of life essence seemed to undergo a reversal of yin and yang at this moment. A kind of life essence, similar to a soul or spirit, was "alienated" by death at this moment.

then.

A dark green, ghostly light emerged from these vital points, as flesh and blood corroded.

Then, in a flash, they rose up gracefully like fireflies, and in the next instant, they disappeared into the eyes of the attacking ghost soldiers and their warhorses.

In an instant, the dark green ghost fire blazed brightly in the eye sockets of the Fengdu ghost soldiers, its spiritual light so abundant it almost overflowed.

At last.

That was after those mutated life energies soared up.

Even the last remaining gray and decaying bone structure no longer exists.

Just as the dust that had been scattered across the sky was about to dissipate, it was suddenly enveloped by a dark mist, eventually gathering little by little into the spirit form of the Fengdu Yin soldiers, which originally possessed both illusory and real aspects, making them seem to have a real form.

Death has armed these ghostly soldiers of Fengdu!
then.

When the stale scent of death made the demons instinctively tremble, when their will-o'-the-wisps made them lose their minds, when the more solid iron hooves pounded down, creating a "deathly footstep" with a more resonant quality.

Boom——Boom——Boom——

The other side of the denser fog was that more of the demon vanguard met their end at this moment.

this moment.

The sheer power of the Yin soldiers of Fengdu even surpassed that of the ancestral kings of the demon race!
And in the same place.

Suspended in mid-air, with the scripture curtain reflected behind him, the merchant even slowly closed his eyes.

then.

When the advancing army of the Fengdu Yin soldiers first encountered the old-guard demon saint king who truly reflected the blazing aura of a king.

Suddenly.

The Yin soldiers who had charged towards the demon king, whose auras were still weak when taken out individually, suddenly surged with power at this moment. The three Daoist auras intertwined and rose, and in an instant, the Taiyin evil energy and misty sea from all directions were about to converge on him alone!

At this moment, the merchant's thoughts entered from afar, perfectly controlling this ghostly weapon!

The ghostly soldier raised his hand high, holding a hollow meteor hammer that was filled with surging ghost fire and true yang energy, and smashed it down fiercely towards the demon race's holy king.

this moment.

There were no fighting techniques whatsoever.

This is a collision between pure Taoist principles and magical power.

The demon king's surging demonic aura swept over, and despite being a mid-stage Venerable King, the scorching aura of that realm melted away like ice and snow before the triple Daoist rhymes reflected from the Shang Master's perspective.

Or to be more precise, the blood flames were corroded and melted by the Yin energy.

The surging demonic energy that followed, which nearly drove the fiend into a frenzy, was utterly unable to shake the dark green ghost fire that had coalesced into the Netherworld Sun.

boom--

What a crisp sound!

The meteor hammer that the ghostly soldier slammed down shattered half of the demon king's head, while the other half smashed into the demon king's chest cavity.

With the merchant's thoughts imbued with the Daoist aura, the aftershocks of that crisp sound became even more powerful.

At that instant, the life force of many more demonic beasts resonated in unison with this sound.

In the instant the Demon King perished, as if as a sacrifice, a large number of surrounding demonic beasts also perished in the same instant. Their rampaging and mutated life essence tore their bodies and souls apart, and they met a miserable end.

But outside of this battlefield.

This crisp sound also struck the minds of the ancestral kings of both the human and demon races!
This blow.

There are no techniques involved; it's a pure clash between form, spirit, and the fundamental essence of Tao.

This means that the merchant master not only truly possesses the breadth and power of an army that can be formed by one person and fight against thousands of troops due to the characteristics of Taoist magic.

This also means that after Shang Shi stepped into the Third Heaven, the framework was completed, and her monstrous talent had already drawn upon her combat power, beginning to penetrate the Outer Realm Venerable King realm!

What they originally wanted to lure out was Yue Hanzhang.

Unexpectedly, today they have fished out the second true dragon of the Beihai Tiandu lineage!
Even this moment.

More than one person realized this.

What Shang Shi displayed was not simply her combat power that transcended limits and spanned an entire realm.

If it is said that the various powerful families dared to attack Yue Hanzhang behind his back because he was showing signs of decline, then...

What about business masters?
After years of lying low, she has finally "taken flight" today, thanks to the blessing of her extraordinary talent.

Such achievements are probably just the beginning of a wave, let alone its fall; it is far from reaching its true peak!
A wave of waves has risen again.

Does it even matter whether Yue Hanzhang is still on a downward spiral or not?
The rise of business strategists is enough to compensate for any sluggish changes caused by a theoretical decline.

So, should we...?

When certain sinister thoughts just begin to emerge in the minds of some people.

Without a sound.

Yue Hanzhang's figure had already appeared in the sky above the Heavenly Capital Sacred Realm.

As he sat cross-legged in mid-air, he first turned around and glanced at the star domain boundaries of the Dao Alliance.

After that.

Yue Hanzhang stared at the back of the merchant, who remained standing there with his eyes closed.

At last.

Yue Hanzhang transcended everything and gazed at the Holy King of the Demon Clan's Ancestral Lineage on the other side of the ancient battlefield.

He didn't say a word.

These three gazes spoke volumes!

(End of this chapter)