Controlling the Five Thunders and the Two Worlds

Chapter 372 Battle Against the Ink Dragon
"hold head high--"

A dragon's roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth, but it did not escape the space concealed by the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation.

Although the black cloud condensed by the Ink Dragon was several miles in circumference, since the Bagua Formation could cover Black Rock Mountain, it could naturally also cover this black cloud.

Mo Jiao was clearly surprised that so many people had suddenly appeared, and that they could even condense a powerful array that bound the space and obscured the sky and earth.

"The Great Luo Palace?" A deep voice came from the dark clouds, causing a slight tremor in the air. Even just the voice seemed to carry a powerful sense of intimidation.

But Gu Zhao did not respond to him, and the Three Pure Bells in his hand did not stop.

"Ding-a-ling-ding-a-ling--"

A series of soul-shaking bell sounds rang in Mo Jiao's mind, causing his soul to tremble and making it difficult for him to concentrate.

At the same time, the Five Elements of the Bagua Formation circulate and the Eight Gates cycle, with the Death Gate, Shock Gate, and Injury Gate all taking action simultaneously.

Death Gate:

"I am no ordinary being, but the true form of the Northern Emperor. I traverse the realms of Yang and the netherworld!"

The seven divine prisons moved directly above the dark clouds: Wind and Thunder Prison, Fire Shadow Prison, Vajra Prison, Dark Abyss Prison, Copper Pillar Prison, Boiling Cauldron Prison, and Fire Chariot Prison. The seven divine prisons, layered upon each other, resembled mountains and crashed down.

Within the Divine Prison, there are also Divine Prison Ghost Generals with blue faces and fangs, black armor and blood-red robes, angry eyes and red hair, wielding various knives, spears, halberds, axes, hooks and lances, howling and shouting, blessing the Divine Prison.

Gate of Shock:

"We suddenly met on the eastern bank of the mountain, and shook hands, his words of advice ringing like a bell. Your swordsmanship is now complete, take it with you, and slay the dragons wherever they roam!"

Amidst the golden light, countless sharp blade energies flashed, slicing into the black clouds like a net, their incomparably sharp blade energies creating gaps in the solidified black clouds.

At the same time, a flash of silver light suddenly appeared in the sky, and then the sword light split apart. With the blessing of the Bagua formation, it split into hundreds or thousands of sword lights as fine as silk threads, and pierced into the gap cut by the blade energy.

Injury Gate:

"Mountains are moved by thunder and lightning, frost is spread by the hand. Lightning flashes and fire rages, shattering formations and destroying everything!"

Five-colored thunderclouds flashed, and heavenly thunder, divine thunder, dragon thunder, water thunder, and local thunder continued incessantly. Guided by the Thunderwood Sword, clusters of even deeper rumbling sounds resounded.

Yang thunder generates fire, and yin thunder generates water. The two energies of water and fire empower the thunder magic and pour out. Then the two energies transform into the five elements, and the yang thunder from the five directions condenses in the thunderclouds, transforming into thunderbolts that can move mountains and destroy peaks.

……

The Fengdu Technique, the Sword Cultivation Technique, and the Thunder Technique—three Taoist spells that maximize damage—were used to their fullest extent by several old Taoists. With the support of the other five trigrams and the blessing of Gu Zhao's central palace, they actually managed to disperse most of the dark clouds, revealing the true form of the Ink Dragon.

The dragon's body, hundreds of meters long, blotted out the sky and sun. Its dark scales gleamed like a mirror, its crimson eyes were stern as a prison, and its claws were strong and sharp. If it weren't for the two short horns on its head and its somewhat snake-like head, it would be no exaggeration to call it a real dragon.

Seeing that the other party was even more arrogant than himself and even disdainful of speaking to him, Mo Jiao was also furious. He roared and his figure rushed straight to the seven divine prisons above his head.

"boom!"

The black dragon charged into the Divine Prison, unleashing its dragon might and surging demonic power, blasting dozens of Divine Prison ghost generals away. Although it was attacked by boundless wind, thunder, frost, flames, swords, and bronze pillars, the black dragon merely shook its body, causing the seven Divine Prisons to tremble as well.

"town!"

Master Jingfeng and Master Jingchun shouted in unison, unleashing the [Northern Emperor Black Book Great Transformation Divine Incantation], transforming into Fengdu, and empowering the Divine Prison.

At the same time, sword energy and five-colored lightning struck one after another, all hitting the black dragon. However, the black dragon was protected by demonic energy and was not injured.

Of course, these attacks weren't entirely useless. Although they didn't break through the Ink Dragon's defenses, they definitely drained a lot of its mana. The Ink Dragon roared again, enduring the sword energy, blade energy, and five-colored lightning striking its body. It opened its massive mouth, revealing its mouthful of sharp teeth to everyone.

"Something's wrong with these teeth!"

“He practices demonic arts, his body has become abnormal, and he has already fallen into demonic possession.”

The next moment, an endless suction force appeared, and the ghost generals in the seven divine prisons felt their bodies swaying. They were unable to hold on in the seemingly real divine prisons and were involuntarily sucked away by the black dragon.

"Nine Qi Azure Spirit, majestically suppressing all stars. Wind and mist rise, floating clouds gather and disperse."

A sudden gust of divine wind blew in, clashing with the suction force from the black dragon's mouth and saving the Divine Prison Ghost Generals. Then, the Divine Prison Ghost Generals roared in unison, turning the seven Divine Prisons into reality, like seven small worlds, and smashed them onto the black dragon.

"boom!"

Mo Jiao's eyesight was quite sharp. Although Daoist Jing Feng's cultivation was slightly inferior to Daoist Yi Hong and Daoist Ming Yu, the seven divine prisons he and Daoist Jing Chun had created posed the greatest threat to Mo Jiao.

The black dragon was smashed down more than ten feet, and much of its demonic energy was scattered. However, it swung its dragon tail, intending to disperse the Divine Prison.

"Whoosh—" The Divine Prison transformed from reality into illusion.

"Whoosh—" The golden fire bell arrived in an instant.

The eight gates circulate, with the Death Gate, Shock Gate, and Injury Gate transforming into the Li Trigram, Kan Trigram, and Qian Trigram.

Master Shenhao threw out the Golden Fire Bell, and a great sun descended from the sky like a shooting star, colliding head-on with the black dragon's tail.

"Oh!"

With a deafening roar that shook the heavens and the earth, even though the black dragon had three thousand years of cultivation, its tail was smashed open by the scorching sun. The burning Southern Bright Fire burned away the protective demonic aura, and its jet-black scales began to sizzle.

Mo Jiao was furious, but before he could react, two sword lights, one black and one white, arrived below him, transforming into a vortex where they were intertwined.

The two sword lights were not greedy; they only reached for one of his dragon legs. However, the terrifying aura at the center of the vortex told the black dragon that once it was caught in the vortex, it would likely not fare well.

The black dragon opened its mouth and spat out a ball of black water that plunged straight into the vortex and then exploded with a bang.

At the same time, the gods and giant beasts condensed by the Heavenly Canopy Mantra appeared, each using their magic power and divine weapons to besiege the Ink Dragon.

"hold head high--"

With a dragon's roar, the black dragon unleashed its demonic power, lashing its body wildly and once again driving back all the celestial beasts.

As expected of a great demon that has existed for thousands of years, the Mo Jiao's Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation exchanged and circulated among its eight gates. Even after the most powerful six trigrams were activated, it still did not cause the Mo Jiao any harm.

but……

The black dragon condensed black water and unleashed its ultimate demonic energy, attempting to break the formation, but it was enveloped by a burst of seven-colored light.

Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple evoke emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, grief, fear, and shock within the soul, stirring up the yin and yang, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth elements within the body, as if countless ropes were pulling the black dragon.

At the same time, a fierce wind blew in, sometimes horizontal, sometimes vertical, sometimes swirling, sometimes scattering, containing profound and mysterious meanings, which also made the black dragon exhausted.

The Eight Trigrams Formation couldn't subdue the Ink Dragon in a short time, but the Ink Dragon also couldn't break the formation.

Gu Zhao wasn't in a hurry. The black dragon possessed profound magical power, and they had long been prepared for a protracted battle.

(End of this chapter)