Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 959 Retreat from the enemy

When the Cangming Saint Lord saw the demonic souls he controlled die one after another, his face showed both shock and anger. He had paid a huge price to capture the two of them.

If a cultivator at the Three Flowers Realm hardens his heart and lets his nascent soul leave his body to escape, even if his cultivation level is much higher, it will not be easy for him to catch up.

They went to great lengths to forge the ruins back then. Although it was forged, the resources inside the ruins were all genuine, without any adulteration.

They then used a concealed array to seal off the space, which allowed them to capture Zhongding Sanren alive during his exploration. Finally, with Zhongding Sanren's help, they tricked his friend Guangtong Sanren.

If it weren't for the fact that refining and controlling the demonic souls of cultivators at the Three Flowers Realm would also cause him some harm, he would definitely try to cultivate as many demonic souls as possible to control cultivators.

I thought this mission would be a piece of cake, but I never expected that a cultivator at the early stage of the Three Flowers Realm would be able to unleash a spell with power far exceeding his current level.

The Holy Lord Cangming sensed a strong danger from the magic, clearly indicating that the magic posed a significant threat to him.

His initial contemptuous attitude immediately tightened. If he couldn't kill a few enemies, this operation would be a complete loss, and he would be laughed at by his fellow disciples.

At that moment, he immediately activated the secret technique to transform his body into a demon, and the sudden increase in size caused his black robe to tear into shreds.

Its height reached over three zhang in a short period of time, its arms were as thick as water buckets, its thighs were like water vats, and its skin was covered with grayish-blue scales.

A single black horn sprouted from its head, and its eyes, as large as earthenware pots, had black pupils that turned blood red and emitted an eerie light.

His spine was covered with pale white bone spurs that gleamed with a metallic sheen.

He gently raised his hand, and a white bone spear, longer than his own height, appeared, covered with strange black patterns and several eerie eyes.

These eyes would blink occasionally, and when Ji An looked into them, he found that they seemed to be staring into the abyss, their consciousness seemingly somewhat dazed.

"Don't look at the eyes on the enemy's bone spears. Continue attacking the bone demons and make sure to create an opening."

He roared a warning, and at the same time, his mind became highly focused. He flew past the two people beside him and took the initiative to fly forward.

This wasn't a heroic act; he knew that if he couldn't stop the enemy's all-out attack, his two allies would likely struggle to survive.

Although allies cannot confront them head-on, they can continuously kill the Bone Demon Soldiers.

Now he needs to stall for time to buy his allies and break through the Xuan Tian White Bone Formation. If the formation closes, no one knows what will happen.

He activated the Five Banners, and various colored spiritual lights spread outward from the spirit treasure's body. The distinct spiritual lights rapidly merged, eventually transforming into a black and white ball of light.

This yin-yang divine light formed a solid barrier, preventing him from being directly injured.

Although the natal spirit treasure is only at the low-grade level of the fifth rank, with the support of other spirit treasures, its defensive effect can reach the level of a mid-grade level defensive spirit treasure of the fifth rank.

It was precisely because he controlled power that transcended cultivation levels that he had the courage and confidence to hold off the enemy.

At that moment, the enemy's bone spear shot out like lightning, and black cracks appeared in space, formed by the magic tearing space apart.

Ji An activated the Taibai Spirit-Slaying Sword, and the silver flying sword flew out like a torrent, colliding head-on with the flying bone spear.

The bone spear was more powerful than the spells he released, but fortunately, the silver torrent was plentiful and plentiful. Although the bone spear continued to advance, it was constantly consumed and quickly annihilated by the flying swords.

Seeing the outcome of the battle, he felt more confident and took the initiative to engage the enemy. He knew that prolonged defense would lead to defeat, so he had no choice but to fight back with offense.

Although his combat endurance is not as good as his enemies, he has enough top-quality spirit stones to support him in high-intensity battles for several days.

The hand seals changed, and Yin-Yang divine thunder was continuously released, either to attack enemies or to block spells. The black and white colors bloomed like flowers, creating flowers in the void.

Miaoyou Sanren and Qingyue Sanren understood his meaning, and the two joined forces to attack.

A blue light suddenly shone from the empty eye sockets of the skeletal demon soldier, like a blazing flame—this was the demon soldier's soul fire.

The white bone demon soldiers, fueled by the soul fire, have greatly increased their defensive power. At the same time, these demon soldiers emit a white radiance, forming a light shield with the nearby demon soldiers.

The two of them could still inflict considerable damage by activating their magical treasures, but the aftershocks of their attacks were no longer enough to directly destroy the demonic soldiers.

Four skeletal generals, each nearly two zhang tall, flew up from the formation. They were distinctly different from ordinary demonic soldiers, covered in bone armor, and their soul fire was much more intense, extending half a foot beyond their eye sockets.

They are all demonic soldiers at the Three Flowers Realm level. Although their combat power is only equivalent to that of a cultivator who has recently broken through to the Three Flowers Realm, they can reduce the frequency of enemies inflicting fatal damage on low-level demonic soldiers.

The battle intensified, and Ji An was completely focused, using most of his spells to block the enemy's attacks and prevent the bone spear from hitting his allies.

With such concerns, they were completely suppressed by the enemy at the beginning.

Having not faced such pressure in battle for many years, he was not only not crushed but fought with increasing ferocity, as if every cell in his body was excited.

He continuously unleashed Yin-Yang Divine Thunder from his hands, and as the battle progressed, he gradually gained the power to counterattack, but he dared not let his guard down in the slightest.

He used Yin-Yang Divine Light to block the bone spears that were too late to intercept with spells. Although the enemy's spells made his blood churn, not a single spell could bypass him to attack his ally.

The two allies also noticed the battle unfolding here. They felt even more at ease leaving their backs to their ally and focused on destroying the Bone Demon Soldiers as quickly as possible, despite the interference from the Bone God General.

The White Bone Gods possess considerable intelligence; when faced with targeted attacks, they will retreat into the Mysterious White Bone Formation, making them extremely difficult to kill.

"Haha, give up. The Xuan Tian White Bone Formation is still slowly closing in. You can't win."

As you've probably noticed, this space has been completely sealed off; trying to leave is a pipe dream.

How long can you hold out? Why not obediently let this Holy Lord plant the demonic soul within you, and you can preserve your cultivation achievements of thousands of years.”

The Holy Lord Cangming began to attack his mind. At this moment, his heart was not as calm as he appeared. The enemy's magic was too powerful, and he had been unable to break through it.

Although his combat endurance surpassed that of his enemies, he would continuously take out top-grade spirit stones and refine them into magical power shortly after the battle began.

If the enemy has enough resources, you can wear them down for a long time.

If he cannot break through the enemy's defenses, the white bone demon soldiers will continue to be killed. More than 10,000 demon soldiers have already been killed during this period. Although the Xuan Tian White Bone Formation is still closing, its sealing power is probably 20% weaker than at the beginning.

The Azure Netherworld Saint King still has secret techniques he hasn't used, but activating these techniques consumes too much of his divine soul power and also depletes a small amount of his original blood, making it unsustainable.

The White Bone Sect's cultivation method is unique. Although consuming one's original blood will not cause weakness, one's cultivation will temporarily decline if one consumes one's original blood.

If one cannot defeat the enemy in one fell swoop, and one's cultivation level regresses during the fierce battle, then it means utter defeat.

At that point, he would probably have to retreat, losing all face, which his pride could not accept.

As a late-stage Three Flowers Realm cultivator, being blocked by an early-stage Three Flowers Realm cultivator was a disgrace to him.

"Heh, if a demonic soul is implanted in me, will I still be the same person?"

Ji An revealed a mocking smile. Having fought the enemy for so long, he had a clear understanding of his own combat capabilities.

He still has a trump card up his sleeve; if he were to unleash his full power, he could easily fight against an enemy at the late stage of the Three Flowers Realm.

However, the sample size is too small, and he doesn't know the combat strength of other cultivators at the same level as the enemy.

His refusal was quite clear, and True Monarch Cangming remained silent, steeling his resolve to activate his life-or-death secret technique. His primordial blood could be refined again after its loss, but if the enemy escaped today, he would lose all face.

His already burly body suddenly grew larger, and black energy emanated from his entire body.

These black wisps coalesced into countless demonic birds, which swept across the sky and flew towards the enemy.

Ji An sensed that the spiritual pressure emanating from the enemy was becoming even stronger, and knew that the enemy was now fighting desperately.

He took a deep breath and activated his Nascent Soul Dharma Form. This time, he skipped the scene of the moon rising over the sea and the blazing golden sun illuminating the mountain.

The power of fire provided light and heat, and the hills slowly rose, turning a pale gold color, with a rushing river cascading down from the summit.

A touch of green appeared in the desolate mountains, followed by ancient trees reaching for the sky, and spiritual plants growing upwards to their fullest extent.

The enemy is a demonic cultivator, who must have an extremely high level of mastery over the power of Yin.

Although he was confident in himself, the difference in cultivation level was still there, so what he manifested was the power of the Yang Five Elements, such as Jia Wood, Bing Fire, and Wu Earth.

Within the five divine palaces, the Yin-Yang Dao Seeds emitted spiritual light, converging into the surging magical power within the body. Simultaneously, the Dao Seeds and the Five Directional Flags formed a mysterious resonance.

Ji An was now at full power, but he couldn't maintain this form for long, and he knew that his enemies couldn't either.

If his 'ultimate move' could be used infinitely, the enemy would have already used it to suppress him, and then he wouldn't have any reason to fight back.

This is his final battle with his enemy. If he wins, there will be hope; if he loses, everything will be over.

His nascent soul suddenly expanded, enveloping all the demonic birds in the sky. At that moment, his heart skipped a beat.

The demonic bird possessed a special power. Although its speed was restricted by its Dharma form, its internal magic power was being consumed rapidly, like a river bursting its banks, at twice the rate of its previous consumption.

In this way, the remaining magical power in his body will probably only last for half an hour.

Despite his anxiety, he showed no sign of panic on his face; in fact, a smile even appeared on his lips.

"Press harder, and I can hold on."

He continuously unleashed Yin-Yang Divine Thunder, blasting the demonic bird into dust.

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the Azure Nether Saint King. He raised his hand and continuously released bone spears.

The enemy could actually withstand his most powerful attack. If his cultivation level were higher, he probably wouldn't have the courage to fight the enemy again.

This person must not be allowed to live.

He had originally planned to activate half of his original blood, but now he decided that unless his cultivation was about to regress, he absolutely could not regress.

More demonic birds were evolved, surging forth like a black torrent. Some were not shrouded in the Dharma Form and bypassed Ji An to attack Miao You Sanren and his companion.

Ji An discovered that his internal mana was being consumed much faster, and he could only sustain himself for half the time at most. At the same time, his nascent soul was also becoming somewhat weak.

'What should we do? Once our magic power is exhausted, it will likely mean our death.'

He knew in his heart that the enemy must also be suffering heavy losses, but he didn't think he could outlast them.

His mind raced as he tried to find a way out of the predicament.

Due to the rapid depletion of his magical power, the life-giving fire in his dantian flickered, like a candle burning in the wind.

Just then, the stone tortoise, which had been resting with its eyes closed, opened its eyes and exhaled a cloud of black and white spiritual energy, which was extremely pure Yin and Yang energy.

When the Yin and Yang energies entered the primordial fire, Ji An immediately felt the flickering flames stabilize.

The stone tortoise did not stop, continuously spewing out yin and yang energies.

Ji An activated the Yin-Yang Cave True Technique, easily refining this aura into magical power and soul power.

His nascent soul was quickly replenished, and the listlessness on his face disappeared instantly.

Although mana is still being consumed at a great cost, the stored mana is increasing rather than decreasing, and at a considerable rate.

He fought with increasing ferocity, and couldn't help but burst into laughter:
"That's great! Don't leave, let's have a good fight."

He activated the range of his Dharma form, enveloping all the surging demonic birds, while simultaneously accelerating the continuous release of Yin-Yang Divine Thunder.

Now that he has a strong backer, he becomes very confident and self-assured.

The Holy Monarch of the Azure Netherworld was startled, a bad premonition rising in his heart, but he still mocked:
"Still being stubborn even when death is imminent, let's see how long you can keep up this stubbornness."

He gritted his teeth and continued to consume his primordial blood to activate secret techniques to attack the enemy.

A moment later, nearly 30% of the primordial blood in his body was consumed, and his cultivation began to slowly decline.

Suppressing his fear, Cangming Zhenjun looked at the array enclosure, which had shrunk to only a dozen acres in size, and sighed leisurely.

He couldn't hold on any longer; the enemy's attacks were only getting stronger, and if he didn't leave soon, he would be in danger.

Suddenly, it let out a long howl, its voice wailing like the cries of ghosts and gods.

Ji An felt his soul was somewhat unstable, while Miao You Sanren felt his nascent soul wail in pain.

The white bone demon soldiers that formed the Xuan Tian White Bone Formation retreated like a tide and quickly returned to the mist.

The Azure Nether Saint King gave a deep look to the enemy who had defended against his attack, and his body vanished like a phantom.

Miaoyou Sanren's face showed an expression of relief after surviving a calamity. He was now almost out of breath and had used almost every means at his disposal.

If the enemy's attack had continued for just a moment longer, he would likely have fainted.

He cupped his hands in a respectful bow:
"I will never forget your life-saving grace, fellow Daoist. I am willing to go through fire and water for you if you ever need my help."

He was very humble. A cultivator's reputation and status are closely related to their cultivation level, but the most effective indicator of ability is combat strength.

This cultivator from the same planet was so powerful that he was ashamed of himself.

Qingyue Sanren also solemnly cupped his hands in greeting, saying, "I will surely repay your great kindness, fellow Daoist."

She had actually considered surrendering just now, even though she might not live or die, because only by living could she have a future.

Ji An's magical power had been fully restored, as had his depleted spiritual power. The stone tortoise had closed its eyes and was dozing.

He waved his hand gently, "We all contributed to the united fight against the enemy, so why talk about gratitude?"
"You all need to recover quickly; I will protect you."

"Thank you for your trouble," Miao You Sanren said without hesitation, sitting cross-legged in the void and taking out several top-grade spirit stones to begin absorbing spiritual energy.

(End of this chapter)