The Confucian and Taoist Sages of Mortal Cultivation

Chapter 150 The Shocked Yin Ancestor

Thirty-six cyan flying swords roared into the air, swarming towards the Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire.

"So what if there are many flying swords?!" The Extreme Yin Ancestor revealed a disdainful smile and sneered, "Watch me burn these flying swords to ashes."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pointed at the black fireball.

The Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire exploded with a roar, transforming into a sea of ​​fire that enveloped the thirty-six flying swords.

When the flying sword touched the flame, the spiritual light on its surface began to flicker, making it look like it was about to collapse.

"Hmph, utterly pathetic!" Upon seeing this, the Extreme Yin Ancestor felt that everything was within his expectations.

Meanwhile, Zhou Yuan and her daughter Zi Ling were on tenterhooks, fearing that Yang Qingyuan would be defeated.

If even Yang Qingyuan loses, then everyone else will be fish on a chopping board.

Yang Qingyuan then raised his sword finger, pointing it at the thirty-six True Thunder Demon-Slaying Swords in the sea of ​​fire.

The swords hummed, and purple arcs of lightning appeared on their blades.

When the Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire touched the purple lightning arc, it flickered twice as if it had encountered a natural enemy and then went out.

"What?!"

The Yin Ancestor was astonished to see that the Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire, which he had painstakingly cultivated for over a hundred years, was actually countered by a mere Core Formation cultivator.

They were also dumbfounded and found it hard to believe.

Accompanied by deafening thunder, thirty-six flying swords burst out of the sea of ​​fire and, in the blink of an eye, shot towards the Supreme Yin Ancestor.

It easily tore through the opponent's protective Yin Demon Qi.

"not good!"

The Yin Ancestor realized that his demonic powers were being completely suppressed by the purple lightning, and his expression changed drastically. He raised his hand and summoned Wu Chou's anchor-shaped ancient treasure back to his side.

The chains on the anchor rattled and swayed like snakes, coiling around him and forcefully blocking thirty-six flying swords, creating an impenetrable defense.

The flying sword struck the chains, producing a clanging sound and sparks flying everywhere.

Wang Heng and Fairy Zhou Yuan, who were standing to the side, couldn't help but show their astonishment when they saw Yang Qingyuan and the Ancestor of Extreme Yin fighting each other to a standstill.

Elder Fu's eyes darted around, and he immediately stepped on a flying knife, taking the opportunity to fly towards the horizon. It turned out that he planned to abandon everyone and escape alone.

"Elder Fu!" Zhou Yuan shouted upon seeing this, stomping her feet in anger.

Elder Fu ignored the other party and buried himself in his flight.

When the Yin Ancestor noticed that someone was escaping, he reached down and took a corpse-nurturing bag from his waist and threw it out.

The body bag spun around and emitted three jets of dark light.

One of the dark lights chased after Elder Fu and arrived behind him in just a few breaths.

Within the black light, a humanoid monster could be seen.

The monster was entirely green, clad in shiny black iron armor, bare-handed, with incredibly sharp, inch-long fingernails, a mouthful of yellowed fangs, and emanating a strong stench of decay.

"High-level corpse refinement!"

Elder Fu sensed that the monster's aura was comparable to that of a late-stage Core Formation cultivator. His heart skipped a beat, and he flicked his wrist, shooting out a silver shuttle-shaped magic weapon towards the corpse's chest.

The silver shuttle pierced the corpse's chest, penetrating three inches into the flesh, splashing up a large handful of green corpse blood.

"roar!"

The green-haired zombie roared, stretched out its claws, grabbed the silver shuttle, and forcefully pulled it out of its chest. Then, with a powerful squeeze, it actually broke the shuttle in two.

And the wound on its chest healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What?!" Elder Fu was shocked and his face showed a look of astonishment.

The corpse then extended its claws and grabbed at Elder Fu, easily tearing through his protective spiritual shield. Its ten fingers pierced into Elder Fu's skull, and with a little force, it pried open Elder Fu's head.

Immediately afterwards, the corpse-refining creature embraced Elder Fu's body and began to gnaw at it, not even sparing the golden core in his dantian, which it crushed in one bite and swallowed.

When Mr. and Mrs. Wang Heng saw this scene from a distance, they felt a chill run down their spines and gasped.

"What level of corpse refinement is this?"

"They actually have such strength?"

The Old Ancestor of Extreme Yin revealed an arrogant expression and said coldly, "These three refined corpses are Heavenly Capital Demon Corpses that I refined using Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire. They are not only incredibly strong, but also indestructible."

"Now I'll let you experience firsthand the agony of having your life essence drained by the Heavenly Demon Corpse!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the three refined corpses pounced on Yang Qingyuan and Xue Chanzi.

Xue Chanzi frowned and manipulated the three black banners to project dense clusters of Yin demonic energy, forming a giant fishing net that enveloped the three corpses.

Unexpectedly, the zombies swung their arms and used their sharp claws to tear apart the fishing net and rushed out.

Seeing how troublesome these refined corpses were, Xue Chanzi raised his palm, and a crack appeared in his palm, revealing a sharp mouth full of fangs.

The next moment, the blood-mouth sucked up the surrounding sea of ​​blood, then burst out with a blinding blood light, and within the blood light, it transformed into a blood-red chain full of barbs.

The crimson chains rattled as they tore through the air, instantly appearing beside the three corpses and binding them tightly.

The three corpses struggled desperately, trying to break free of their chains, but instead their skin was torn by the barbs on the chains, and a large amount of green corpse blood flowed out.

When the blood from the corpses touched the chains, it was immediately absorbed by the chains.

In an instant, the three bodies of the Heavenly Capital Corpse Refiner withered and their life force diminished sharply.

At the same time, the Cangyuan Map appeared in the sky, fluttering in the wind and projecting brilliant colored light, covering the three corpses and attempting to pull them into the painting.

Sensing the danger, the three refining corpses emitted streams of black, mysterious demonic energy to resist the suction force of the Cangyuan Diagram.

However, as the righteous energy surged from the Cangyuan Diagram, the demonic energy on the three corpses was immediately suppressed.

Cang Yuan Tu successfully incorporated the three refined corpses into the painting, and then slowly rolled it up.

Seeing this from afar, the Extreme Yin Ancestor was greatly shocked, thinking to himself, "This scholar not only possesses this unfamiliar purple divine power..."

Lei, it turns out, is actually a Confucian scholar.

"If this child were to condense a nascent soul, the evil cultivators of the Chaotic Star Sea would never have a peaceful day again."

With this in mind, he made up his mind to kill Yang Qingyuan here. He poured out the Xuan Yin Demon Qi in his body and fully activated the Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire.

In an instant, a black, fiery sun appeared outside his body, illuminating the entire island in black.

Yang Qingyuan sensed the terrifying power contained within the black sun, and his expression turned solemn. He formed hand seals, and the magical power within his dantian poured out.

Thunder roared from the thirty-six cyan flying swords, each condensing into a purple thunder dragon over ten feet long.

The Thunder Dragon bared its fangs and claws, lunging at the black sun and tearing at it fiercely, causing the black sun to shrink continuously.

Upon seeing this, the Yin Ancestor was secretly alarmed. "What is the origin of this purple divine lightning? In terms of power, it is even stronger than the evil-repelling divine lightning on the golden lightning arrow."

He once obtained a piece of Golden Thunder Bamboo by chance and made it into an arrow to kill his master, thus gaining some understanding of the power of the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder.

But now, after seeing this purple-gold divine lightning, the Extreme Yin Ancestor knows that the power of this lightning is probably even greater than that of the Evil-Repelling Divine Lightning.

Thinking this, he no longer hesitated, raised his right hand, palm facing upwards like a knife, and severed his left arm, then threw the stump aside.

Amidst the flames of death in Tiandu.

Upon seeing this, Yang Qingyuan was also alarmed, knowing that evil sects usually had secret techniques to enhance the power of their supernatural abilities through self-harm.

Sure enough, the next moment, the Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire suddenly erupted, transforming into a towering flame tens of meters high, causing the world to lose its color—