A Long Grind to Daoist Monarch
Chapter 352 - 226: So It Really Is the White Sun Sect Remnant_4
Mr. Zhou Er’s divine soul wildly throbbed; his ’Earth and Heaven Concealing Talisman’ had already burned away by a third. Such a commotion was hard to keep from others.
Thus, he divided dozens of thoughts, transforming them into steel wires as thick as a thumb, twisting and entangling like serpents.
The blinding blood-red light surged with a searing aura, scalding large patches of skin on contact!
"How could mere martial arts stand against Daoist skills?"
Mr. Zhou Er was full of confidence. If not for sparing Bai Qilang’s life, his ’Blood Arrow Technique’ could have been ten times more ferocious, ten times more venomous!
It could have directly melted this body into corpse water!
"The power of Daoist skills indeed begins to show after the Fourth Realm! Unstoppable!"
Bai Qi reacted swiftly, the divine soul embryo at his brow faintly aching, seemingly sensing danger. He no longer held back, decisively activating ’Ming Wang’s Wrath’! 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢
That great Arhat, wielding the vajra pestle with a fierce appearance, quickly sketched itself in his mind.
With three faces and eight arms, furrowed brows and fierce eyes, surrounded by blazing flames!
Boom!
His vibrant qi and blood erupted from within, like a surging tide!
Containing a hint of the true divine intent of ’Ming Wang’s Wrath’, it poured into his arms like the mighty reversal of rivers. Bai Qi raised his hand, his fingers grasping as if holding a vajra pestle to subdue evil demons!
As if a hurricane swept in all directions, the airflow whirled wildly, blowing away doors and windows, followed by a thunderclap that shook the entire pavilion ship!
Sizzle sizzle!
The blood-arrow technique unleashed by Mr. Zhou Er was immediately shattered by Bai Qi’s punch.
The blood-cloud-like divine soul recoiled as if in pain. The fierce vibe that purged evil from the Three Realms, like rolling clouds, crushed glittering thoughts!
"True power... What kind of monster! Already unleashing true martial arts at the second stage!"
The shock Mr. Zhou Er experienced today surpassed a decade’s worth; why would such a prime talent from an Upper Sect grow in Yihai Prefecture?
Without thinking further, the core member of the Four Reversals Sect finally abandoned the plan to capture unharmed, enduring the scorching pain of his divine soul, a pillar of blood light burst through the roof, like an invisible giant hand plucking volumes of crystalline clear lake water out of thin air.
Tens of thousands of pounds of water were condensed, like the ultimate viscosity of mercury slurry, with a resplendent glow on the surface!
"That’s water thunder! Watch out, Brother Bai!"
After the back-and-forth clash of Daoist skills and martial arts, Xu Zirong just freed himself from the suppression of his divine soul. Looking up, he saw the blood cloud about to drop a glob of water, and his face went pale.
With tens of thousands of pounds of water refined by Daoist thoughts into a fist-sized mass, then expanding and exploding violently, the destructive power could sink the entire pavilion ship, let alone flesh and blood.
When faced with pinnacle Daoist skills of the Fourth Realm, untrained martial arts immediately pale in comparison!
"I intended to capture you alive to take your heart’s blood, but there’s no time for that now! Blasting you half to death will still be enough for a grand elixir!"
Mr. Zhou Er’s divine soul soared into the air, coldly overlooking Bai Qi and Xu Zirong, small as ants.
A cultivator at the Fourth Realm of Dao skills, with a calculated plan, yet unable to subdue a mere second-stage youth!
If this spreads, it might become a laughingstock!
"Don’t panic, Brother Zirong."
Having thwarted two assaults from a Fourth Realm Daoist cultivator, Bai Qi was satisfied, standing with confidence, unafraid of that fearsome water thunder.
"Huh? Why isn’t he afraid?"
Mr. Zhou Er felt puzzled, even with great success in the Third Skin Training, one couldn’t withstand a water thunder, yet Bai Qilang remained unperturbed, as if he had something to rely on.
"Tricks! Empty bravado!"
Divine soul moved, thought fleeting, and the water thunder crashed down fiercely!
Crack, crack, crack—
The violent sound crashed and swept!
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The Daoist Official’s Office, preparations for the Mountain and Sea Ritual were complete.
Master Xuanji ascended the five-foot-high altar, sitting cross-legged, surrounded by five-colored soil, taking cold pond water, arranging the rises and falls of mountains and rivers.
He looked towards Chongxu Zi, who was stationed at the center of the array and responsible for guiding the spiritual force:
"Daoist brother, it’s up to you now."
Chongxu Zi nodded, using the Daoist Official’s Golden Seal as a fulcrum to mobilize abundant spiritual force issued by the Dragon Court, burning like fire, flowing like water, with myriad properties and infinite changes.
A dose of rich spiritual force that heterodox loose cultivators can hardly absorb in their lifetimes was flowing in freely, slowly converging into the Mountain and Sea Ritual.
"Today, I will overturn the entire Yihai Prefecture. Can I not find even a trace of you?!"
Master Xuanji closed his eyes. With the support of the Grand Sacrificial Rites, the consumption of doses of spiritual force, and the authority granted by the Daoist Official’s Golden Seal, his divine soul hidden in his body suddenly brightened, expanding by a thousandfold in an instant.
Like a giant spirit filling the heavens, the majestic city nestled between Fulong Mountain and the Nu Yun River could now be encompassed with a single palm.
"Let’s see if you can still hide... Huh? Not hiding at all?!"
Master Xuanji, as if with heavenly vision, raised his gaze to the heavens, able to survey every inch of the land within 3,000 miles around Yihai Prefecture.
Yet, before he could utilize this extraordinary divine skill, an extremely distinct and unfamiliar energy rose like a robust smoke column.
Hardly concealed at all!
Bold and brazen!
The True Light Jade he carried also trembled wildly, emitting a resonant hum!
"What an arrogant scoundrel!"
Master Xuanji’s gaze condensed, as if filled with the wrath of the Celestial Lord, falling towards Sha Xue Lake with rolling thunder!
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"Forcing me to use the Water Bomb Tao Skill is enough to be proud of, Bai Qilang."
Mr. Zhou Er constantly monitored the ’Heaven-Deceiving Talisman’, with just a bit left unburned, more than enough to destroy Bai Qi, extract his blood, and escape.