This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

In the distance, the female ghost from the small underworld above the Luo River also appeared, staring fiercely at Qingfeng.

Clearly, this ambush was something the female ghost had prepared in advance.

Qingfeng looked around and discovered that these three ghostly avatars were not their true forms, but rather avatars of three ghostly beings with cultivation levels comparable to martial gods, descending in a manner similar to the projection of primordial spirits.

Even so, it is definitely more lethal than an ordinary Earth Immortal.

No sooner had the words been spoken than one of the demonic entities, which had a human-like appearance but three faces, suddenly launched an attack.

With a wave of his hand, he grabbed a shattered mountain peak and slammed it down.

With a flash of divine light in his left hand, Qingfeng revealed the Haotian Mirror in his palm.

A bluish-green light flashed in his right hand; it was his natal magic sword—Spring Breeze.

But instead of fleeing, he was eager to try.

He wanted to test just how powerful these so-called ghosts and gods really were.

As he watched the mountain range crash down, Qingfeng used his sword as a brush to draw a talisman in mid-air. The talisman he drew was the Mountain-Carrying Talisman, one of the Three Mountain Talismans.

The rune landed on the mountain range, which was more than ten miles in size. Under Qingfeng's control, the mountain range passed right by him and landed not far behind him, making the earth rumble.

This skill of drawing talismans and casting spells indeed made the three ghosts and gods take it more seriously.

Because this method has never appeared in the Xuanhuang Great World.

Most importantly, the lingering aura on the Little Underworld Ghost Emperor's body after she escaped made these ghosts and gods feel a little apprehensive.

This is why they would lay an ambush to kill Qingfeng, even though they were considered gods and spirits.

As expected, Qingfeng's strength was indeed worthy of their attention.

However, as soon as they exchanged blows, they realized that the power contained in Qingfeng was extremely effective against them.

This kind of person, or rather this kind of spiritual practice, cannot be allowed to live...

After the three demons made their move, another demon immediately followed suit.

This ghost was the most peculiar in appearance, as it had no head and instead had a slit in its abdomen filled with countless bright red eyeballs.

Those eyes simultaneously emitted a blinding red light, like streaks of blood-red light intertwining in the void.

In an instant, it completely covered Qingfeng's head and the surrounding area.

"The desolate realm lacks the spiritual energy that powers you humans. Within my domain of ten thousand ghosts, you are doomed..."

The voices of the ghosts and spirits were transmitted directly into Qingfeng's mind through divine thought.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the world around him suddenly changed drastically.

It transformed into a realm of ten thousand ghosts filled with billions of evil spirits.

Ghosts of all shapes and sizes surged toward Qingfeng, making it impossible to tell whether it was an illusion or reality.

Qingfeng dared not be negligent. The Haotian Mirror hovered above his head, and the Spring Breeze Sword transformed into a stream of light, flying out to swiftly slay the fierce ghost.

This is Wang Jingshu's path to becoming a sword immortal, which he has also come to understand.

Spring Breeze Sword was a spiritual sword personally forged by Li Daoxuan. Qingfeng was gentle by nature and loved life, so when Li Daoxuan asked him to visualize his sword, he endowed it with the characteristics of being full of life.

The sword's lethality would be significantly limited when facing ordinary martial arts masters.

But against these deathly evil spirits, this sword seems to be their natural nemesis.

Wherever the spring breeze sweeps by, all the fierce ghosts and evil spirits vanish into thin air.

Qingfeng quickly completed the hand seals.

"临、兵、斗、者、皆、阵、列、前、行..."

As the Nine True Words were uttered, the Nine Divine Dragon Seal appeared, and nine divine dragons flew out from the Nine-Word Magic Array.

He roams freely in this so-called realm of ten thousand ghosts, and no vengeful spirit can survive in his wake.

"Hmm? This isn't martial arts qi... Just who is this person?"

The Thousand-Eyed Demon God, who controls the realm of all ghosts, said solemnly.

The power fluctuations of Qingfeng were clearly only at the level of a terrestrial immortal, yet that strange power was naturally able to restrain them, ghosts, and evil spirits.

Nine divine dragons traversed the realm of ten thousand ghosts, eliminating countless fierce spirits.

Even the foundation of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Domain was slightly affected.

However, this is a ghost or god after all, comparable to a master of the Martial God realm.

Although suppressed by the power of the breeze, it should not be underestimated.

Soon, the power of the nine divine dragons began to weaken rapidly, and their forms became somewhat illusory.

Finally, the last dragon vanished into thin air, and Qingfeng's expression turned somewhat solemn.

Even with his Nine-Breath Breath Divine Power, he wouldn't be able to quickly recover his magical power if he made a move here.

This is a world of death, with no supply of any positive spiritual energy.

Qingfeng could only take out a special Qi-replenishing pill and swallow it, barely restoring his internal magic power to full strength.

He then sheathed the Spring Breeze Sword and focused all his attention on the Haotian Mirror.

In an instant, boundless divine radiance erupted.

All the swarming ghosts vanished instantly.

A beam of light shot into the sky, causing the entire Ten Thousand Ghosts Domain to tremble violently.

The void shattered, and the domain was directly breached.

Outside the domain, the Thousand-Eyed Demon God's body trembled, and the eyes on his chest, filled with countless pupils, quickly closed, letting out a muffled groan.

They clearly suffered a significant loss.

The Domain of Ten Thousand Ghosts was shattered by the Haotian Mirror. Just as Qingfeng was about to use the Haotian Mirror to tear open the void and leave this place, a huge white bone ghost claw descended from the sky and enveloped the void around Qingfeng.

This is the one of the three ghosts who appeared in the form of a white bone.

For a moment, the teleportation of the Haotian Mirror was interrupted, and Qingfeng remained in the same place.

Those white bone ghost claws actually possessed the power to condense the void. Martial God Realm experts' souls could already influence the power of heaven and earth, and even ghosts and gods were no exception.

As the massive, mountain-like skeletal claw descended, Qingfeng made a hand seal with his other hand and roared.

"Heavenly Thunderbolts, exorcise evil and dispel malevolent forces, so be it..."

In an instant, ten thousand bolts of lightning shot up from the ground and crashed into the descending white bone ghost claw.

The deathly aura and yin energy emanating from the ghost claw rapidly dissipated, and the white bone ghost claw was actually unable to fall due to the bombardment of the myriad lightning bolts, with cracks even appearing on its joints.

"I'll help you..."

The three-faced demons who made the first move also made their move, their giant palms, as large as mountains, pressing down on the white bone demon claws.

The terrifying power and malevolent energy caused visible ripples to appear in the surrounding void.

Qingfeng's body trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood as the Five Thunder Orthodox Law vanished with a bang.

The ground, stretching for dozens of miles beneath their feet, suddenly collapsed.

He was clearly seriously injured.

In the face of life-or-death crisis, the Haotian Mirror soared into the sky.

It transformed into a halo as large as the sky, blocking the two giant claws that were overlapping.

The dazzling divine light of the heavens was unleashed, and the skeletal demonic claws at the very bottom began to crumble inch by inch...

"Ah...this treasure is dangerous..."

The white-boned ghost cried out in pain.

Normally, experts of their caliber would never cry out in pain over a little bit of suffering.

However, the pain caused by the Haotian Mirror was far beyond what ordinary pain could be compared to.

At this moment, they are all in the form of ghosts and gods; their true forms are not here.

However, when the Haotian Mirror erupted just now, even the main body of the White Bone Demon God was affected and suffered considerable damage.

"This child must not be allowed to live..."

The Thousand-Eyed Demon God's Domain was broken, and only now did they come to their senses.

Upon seeing this, they immediately joined the first two ghosts and gods in taking action.

Three gigantic hands pressed down, causing even the Haotian Mirror to tremble.

Qingfeng clenched his blood-stained teeth, his eyes showing no fear, only extreme fighting spirit and absolute confidence.

With a flick of his hand, a Dharma mudra appeared.

This is the Dharma Seal of Qingfeng Daojun, the head of the Daoist sect.

"go..."

With a flick of his wrist, Qingfeng tossed out a Dharma seal that grew in the wind, transforming into a divine mountain hurricane that blessed the Haotian Mirror.

"Break it for me..."

If we magnify our vision by billions of times and look at it from the perspective of the entire Youzhou world, this world that has not seen the sun for millions of years seems to suddenly have a great sun rising.

The light shines upon the vast land, illuminating all...