Journey to the West: Starting with the True Lord of the Pure Land

Upon hearing the Ghost General of Guihai Mountain's offer of recruitment, he merely sneered inwardly.

The Cold and Deep Demon Lord, who has dominated the seas for a thousand years, would never submit to a human and seek refuge with some wild mountain ghost king.

It's nothing more than a nest of lonely ghosts who were unsuccessful in life and gathered together after death. A motley crew, does he even deserve to condescend to serve them?

Without any hesitation, the Cold and Deep Demon Lord charged headlong back the way he came!

Their intentions are obvious: to return to the world of the living!

Even as a ghost, Han Sui would still seek out a sacred mountain and beautiful water where yin energy gathers, reopen his cave, and command all kinds of demons and monsters.

It's better to go back to the Mountain of Bones and mingle with lowly ghosts, or go to the Judge's Palace and suffer the torments of reincarnation as an animal!

"Stop him!"

Upon seeing this, the ghost messengers were filled with shock and anger, and attempted to organize an attempt to stop them.

But how could ordinary ghost messengers get close to that thousand-year-old chilling aura? Just as several ghost messengers were about to intercept them, they were instantly turned into ice sculptures.

In the midst of flight.

His cold, serpentine eyes suddenly narrowed, locking onto a crimson figure standing out starkly from the surrounding ghosts, ghost messengers, and even the swirling sandstorm beside the road to the underworld.

A living person? It was actually a living soul with yang energy!

Moreover, its aura is pure and full of vitality, standing out like a candlelight in the dark night on this desolate and ghostly road to the underworld!

Han Sui Demon Lord was taken aback at first, then an uncontrollable joy surged in his heart!

If one could seize this body and use its yang essence and blood to rebuild one's foundation, wouldn't that be a golden opportunity?

When you have a flesh and blood body, why would you need to cultivate the ghost path, which is fraught with uncertainty and calamities?

Furthermore, it is not afraid of the many magical artifacts of the underworld that are specifically designed to suppress souls!

To return to the mortal world and continue the path of cultivation—how delightful!

Overjoyed, he didn't hesitate, letting out a howl, abandoning the direction of the Gates of Hell, and turning the python's head around.

The extreme cold, carrying the chilling power to freeze one's soul, struck like a blue lightning bolt, heading straight for the Crimson Cloud Immortal who stood silently by the roadside!

"What a fine dwelling! It is fitting for my use!"

A sharp sound, carrying a chilling aura, swept in.

Chen Jiao had been observing the situation, but when he saw that the icy python demon soul was not going anywhere else but was heading straight for him, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he understood its intention.

His expression remained unchanged, only his right hand made a loose clenching motion to his side.

"Clang!"

A clear, resonant sword cry rang out, not from metal, but rather like flames soaring into the sky and a golden crow flapping its wings.

The long sword that he had been holding, seemingly simple and unadorned, had jumped into his hand on its own.

This sword originates from a profound sword-forging technique called "Hun Yuan Li Jing Hua Jian Shu" recorded in the "Chi Ming Lian Shen Dong Yang Zhen Jing".

Jiang Xiao used this method as a foundation, collected and refined the essence of the fire, mixed it with his own true fire of the heart, and repeatedly tempered and condensed it in the Purple Palace to form it.

The sword was connected to his mind and spirit; when he moved his mind, the sword would strike. It was extremely mysterious, and he named it "Tai Chi".

It also contains the true meaning of the Vermilion Bird of the Southern Ming Dynasty, which is extremely yang and fierce, and specifically counters yin and evil.

At this moment, the Tai Chi Sword fell into his hand. The sword was still simple and unadorned, without any outward radiance.

Only on the spine of the sword, there is a faint, extremely thin line of crimson fire flowing from the hilt to the tip.

The Cold and Deep Demon Lord had already closed to within three zhang.

The figure of the crimson-robed Taoist priest standing with his sword was reflected in those deep blue snake eyes.

The gray-white cold wave surged and raged, and before it even reached our bodies, the surrounding red spider lilies were instantly covered with a thick layer of white frost, and even the howling winds of the underworld stopped.

The eerie white mist surged down like a waterfall, threatening to completely engulf Chen Jiao!

Faced with the attack of the Nascent Soul demon, Chen Jiao did not underestimate it.

A flash of crimson light appeared in his eyes.

"Hey!"

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The clear, melodious cry of the phoenix echoed throughout the underworld.

In an instant, crimson flames shot into the sky centered on his body!

The fire was as pure as cinnabar, and also like the glow of the sunset. Its shape was as agile as a divine bird. It was none other than the Nanming Li Fire!

The flames blazed fiercely, taking the shape of a vermilion bird, which raised its head and flapped its wings, unleashing a burst of intense and powerful pure yang fire.

The cold, sullen demon lord sneered even more.

Having cultivated for a thousand years, his profound Yin cold energy had been refined to an unparalleled level, and he was confident that even the Yang Fire Divine Power of a Nascent Soul cultivator of the same level might not be able to break through it easily.

Ordinary Golden Core cultivators would freeze upon contact, their souls also being frozen. How could a mere Golden Core cultivator's fire-based divine power possibly withstand it?

However, in the next instant, the Cold Dew Demon Lord's serpentine pupils suddenly contracted!

The immense chilling air, powerful enough to freeze rivers, vanished instantly upon touching the crimson flames!

Moreover, the immense yang energy and intense heat contained within the flames caused him to feel waves of burning pain, even from a considerable distance.

"What?"

The cold and deep demon lord's expression changed drastically.

Is this the level of fire cultivation that a Golden Core cultivator should have?

In the distance, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, who were fiercely fighting with four ghost generals, also felt a chill run down their spines.

They were all startled by the sudden burst of pure yang energy, and their attacks involuntarily slowed down.

Looking sideways, a hint of solemnity flashed in their eyes.

The Cold Dew Demon Lord dared not underestimate him in the slightest. His python body suddenly sprang back like a bowstring, retreating more than ten feet to create distance.

The snake's eyes were fixed on the crimson flames, filled with fear and disbelief.

Just as the Cold and Deep Demon Lord was still in shock, a clear and peaceful voice rang out from behind him:

"Is what you cultivate the Profound Yin Qi?"

The Cold and Deep Demon Lord was startled and turned his head in horror.

However, what met his enormous serpentine eyes was an overwhelming crimson glow that filled his entire field of vision!

The rosy glow was composed of countless fine sword energies, fiery and magnificent, as if it had been refined from a section of the flowing rosy clouds at the edge of the sky.

Chen Jiao did not wait for his answer.

As he asked that question, the Tai Chi Sword in his hand was already extended.

The killing sword technique recorded in the "Crimson Brightness Refining Divine Cave Yang True Scripture" is the "Bing Fire Yang Bone Sword Qi"!

It draws upon the extreme yang of the Bing fire to forge the fierce and resolute nature of the sword's bones, specifically designed to vanquish evil and slay demons and ghosts.

A flash of crimson light streaked past.

Before Han Sui Yaojun could even react, the enormous python's body suddenly stiffened.

Immediately, a straight, smooth, crimson line appeared in the center of the ferocious snake's head and quickly spread downwards.

"laugh……"

With a soft sound, the azure python's demonic soul was cleaved in two by the crimson sword energy.

The python's body silently disintegrated, turning into countless points of ghostly blue light, which then completely vanished in the sandstorm of the Yellow Springs.

Only a faint trace of chilling aura remained, which was completely swept away by the pure yang sword intent.

Chen Jiao sheathed his sword and held it to his side.

His expression remained unchanged as he cast a [Eastern Peak Azure Palace Soul-Capturing Talisman] at the remnant soul of the Cold Desolate Demon Lord, which was about to be completely annihilated.

Xuan Gu Shangren, under Xuan Ling's command, also cultivates the Xuan Yin Qi path and has made considerable contributions to managing affairs for Qingchi Ridge.

Since this Cold and Deep Demon Lord is also proficient in this art, there might be some valuable information about the Profound Yin Technique in his soul. Bringing him back for questioning might yield some additional insights.

After doing all this, Chen Jiao turned his gaze to the four Guihai Mountain ghost generals who were still fighting with Ox-Head and Horse-Face in the distance, as well as the cultivator ghosts who were still scattering and fleeing.

It was unknown which of the scattered cultivators or ghosts caught a glimpse of Chen Jiao's uncontained pure Yang energy and the fleeting crimson flames amidst the chaos.

He suddenly screamed, "A living person! A cultivator from the mortal realm!"