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Chapter 55 Righteous Extermination of Evil
Meng Xihong took a deep breath and rushed straight at the two elders whose cultivation levels had been suppressed to the eighth level of Qi Refining.

Although he lacked sophisticated techniques, his cultivation level was by no means lacking.

With a thought, the pure wood and earth dual-attribute spiritual power and the righteous energy of the Qi Nourishing Realm simultaneously circulated.

Facing the menacing black snake that was rushing towards him, he neither dodged nor avoided it, but instead let out a low shout and pushed out with both palms.

A surge of pure, earthy-yellow spiritual energy erupted, instantly condensing into a thick, solid spiritual shield in front of him. The black snake struck it, making a hissing sound, but could not advance an inch.

At the same time, his body was filled with a righteous aura that flowed naturally, like the warm sun melting snow, which dispersed and purified the evil aura that was eroding his mind, making it difficult for it to get close.

One elder seized the opportunity to maneuver a bone shield and charge forward, while another made a hand seal, causing several shadowy tentacles to spring up from the ground and wrap around Meng Xihong's legs.

Meng Xihong reacted quickly, lightly stomping his left foot on the ground, injecting pure wood spirit power into the ground. The shadow tentacles were instantly entangled and crushed by the tough grass roots that grew wildly underground.

At the same time, he gathered a vast and righteous aura in his right fist and threw a punch. There was no fancy technique, but it carried an overwhelming and unstoppable majestic aura, which slammed hard onto the bone shield.

"Oh!"

Righteous energy is the most effective weapon against evil spirits. The bone shield, struck by this attack, flickered violently with black light on its surface and was sent flying backward, crashing into the elder, causing his blood to surge and his eyes to flash with horror.

Seeing this, another elder hurriedly unleashed even more malevolent energy to attack.

Meng Xihong moved with steady steps, sometimes using the power of earth spirits to harden the ground and restrict his opponent's movement, and sometimes conjuring vines to slightly hinder his actions.
Although he lacked any deadly moves, he fully utilized the characteristics of his spiritual power and the advantages of his righteous energy, creating an impenetrable defense. This left the two elders, who were accustomed to using evil arts, helpless and increasingly frustrated as the fight progressed.

He sighed inwardly: If I had a suitable offensive technique, I would have already captured the two of them. After this trip, I must find one at the auction house no matter what.

On the other side, Meng Yanwei faced four disciples whose cultivation levels had greatly decreased, his face tense.

He kept in mind the mantra of "Righteous Qi Technique" taught by his master, and silently circulated it, injecting a wisp of pure but faint Righteous Qi into the small banner in his hand that was constantly emitting deep black energy.

Seeing this, Yun Songzi's eyes flashed with satisfaction and pride. He spoke loudly, his voice shaking the entire audience: "Ignorant fool! Have you not heard the saying, 'When the purest yang is near ink, it becomes black'? This banner contains not evil, but the 'Demon-Suppressing Black Light' formed from the purest and most righteous energy!"
This is a symbol of the supreme merit accumulated by the ancient holy emperor after suppressing the supreme demon. The stronger the demon suppressed, the greater the banner's power, manifesting itself in this way. This is the ultimate manifestation of the righteous energy of heaven and earth. How dare you, you filthy and malevolent beings, be compared to it?

These words, like the resounding toll of a bell, accompanied by the slight tremor of the Emperor's Banner in Meng Yanwei's hand, caused the deep black light, which had originally been merely a self-defense mechanism, to suddenly become solid and majestic, as if infused with a soul.

One disciple, refusing to believe in evil, gritted his teeth and swung his sword. The moment the black sword light touched the black light on the banner, it was not corroded, but rather as if it had encountered its nemesis. The evil aura on the sword melted away rapidly like ice and snow meeting the sun. Even the longsword, which was not of high quality to begin with, let out a mournful cry and its spiritual light dimmed.

The disciple was horrified, feeling an overwhelming and irresistible force rebounding from him. His wrist throbbed with pain, and his longsword nearly slipped from his grasp.

The other three attacked as well, their swords, fists, and feet landing within the area shrouded in black light, but all were like mud oxen sinking into the sea. Not only did they fail to cause any damage, but their own spiritual power was also continuously shaken and purified by the heavy black light.

Meng Yanwei's face turned slightly pale as he exerted all his strength to maintain the consumption of the Emperor Banner. However, he clearly felt that as the technique was activated, his connection with the banner became closer. Although it was still difficult to control, it was no longer as helpless as before.

He could even guide the demon-suppressing black light to expand slightly, enveloping all four disciples in that suffocatingly oppressive domain.

The four disciples felt their spiritual energy stagnate and their hearts tremble with fear, as if they were facing not a child, but a majestic divine mountain that had suppressed an ancient demon. Their fighting spirit collapsed in an instant.

A cold glint flashed in Meng Xihong's eyes, showing no pity for this kind of evil sect cultivator.

He drew his fingers into a sword shape, gathering pure and righteous energy at his fingertips, transforming it into a sharp, pure light that instantly pierced through an elder's protective aura.

Immediately afterwards, a Heavenly Thunder Talisman shot out from his hand.

A bolt of lightning, comparable to a Foundation Establishment cultivator's all-out attack, exploded outwards, completely engulfing the elder.

With the malevolent energy shattered, the physical body was left without any protection, and in an instant, both body and soul were annihilated, turning into ashes. The other elder was terrified upon seeing this, his fighting spirit vanished, and he turned to flee.

Unexpectedly, countless dark vines suddenly sprang up from beneath his feet, coiling around him like living snakes, causing his bones to crack and his screams to echo.

Meng Xihong stepped forward, a cold glint appearing once more, but in an instant, the screams abruptly ceased.

On the other side, the four disciples who had been slumped over and begging for mercy, seeing that their pleas were in vain, revealed a desperate and fierce look on their faces, and tried to struggle and suddenly rise up.

Meng Yanwei's face suddenly hardened, and he shouted, "All evil demons and heretics, come under my Emperor's Banner!"

He immediately activated the "Righteous Qi Technique" personally taught by his master, pouring the Righteous Qi of the Righteous Qi Seed into the Emperor Banner in his hand without reservation.

The profound and mysterious "Demon-Suppressing Black Light" on the banner suddenly surged and flowed like a living thing, seemingly exuding a joyful and spirited feeling; a black light as thin as gauze, yet containing endless devouring power, gently brushed past the four disciples.

The disciples' bodies trembled violently, and the last remaining sparkle in their eyes was instantly robbed away.

Immediately afterwards, several blurry, twisted remnant souls, entwined with a dense aura of Yin energy, were forcibly dragged out from their crowns, struggling and writhing in the air, emitting mournful howls that only the divine soul could perceive.

Ultimately, they were all sucked into the depths of the Emperor's Banner, leaving no trace.

The black light on the banner seemed to deepen and become more solemn, and the aura of majesty that made people's hearts tremble also became a little heavier. The slight cold and evil aura that originally attached to it was purified and devoured by the banner light and transformed into a purer suppressive power.

After absorbing the energy, Meng Yanwei's hand holding the banner trembled slightly, and her face paled even more.

Yun Songzi stepped forward slowly, checked Meng Yanwei's condition, and said gently, "Disciple, you did very well."

The Emperor's Banner is a sacred object for suppressing demons, not a weapon for slaughter. It is a matter of course to eliminate evil and wicked people, refine their souls to enhance the banner's power, and protect the righteous path.

You must get used to it, and remember that this strength should be used for the right purpose. The words contain both affirmation and admonition and guidance.

He then looked at Meng Xihong and nodded, saying, "Decisive and swift, appropriate response. To be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself; this is an ironclad rule in the cultivation world."

Meng Xihong looked down at the corpses on the ground and collected all the storage bags of the Yin Sha Sect members and hung them on his waist.

He then sighed softly. Yun Songzi thought he was feeling sorry for him and was about to step forward to offer some words of comfort when she heard Meng Xihong mutter to himself:

"How come others have a whole set of cultivation techniques and spells all the time, and they have everything they need... If I didn't have the righteous spirit, it would be hard to say who would win."

"Once this trip to the secret realm is over, I absolutely must obtain a suitable cultivation technique. Otherwise, I'll definitely suffer losses in future battles, and I won't even be able to protect my family."

Yun Songzi was slightly taken aback upon hearing this. "What kind of miserable life did this kid have before? It was even worse than my poor old Taoist priest's. It seems I should also give Meng Xihong some pointers later. This talent cannot be wasted."

Thinking of this, he flicked his sleeve, releasing a wisp of true fire that instantly burned the corpse on the ground to ashes, leaving nothing behind.

"Alright, the trouble is resolved. Now we can explore the secret realm in peace."

Yun Songzi's tone became much more relaxed, "Let's go, there should be some good stuff waiting for us ahead."

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