Cultivation Helped by Ancestors-Chapter 322 - 268: Sneak Attack

"Is there also a Primordial Spirit Master ambushing here?"

The thought just flashed through the Ghost Mother's mind, and in an instant, she passively fell into a unique state of tranquility and bliss, where all worries, schemes, and evil thoughts vanished, leaving only liberation and transcendence, pure and joyful.

However, as a Heterodox Primordial Spirit with ample experience in magical combat, the Ghost Mother was prepared.

Within her, another Lifebound Treasure was naturally activated, with countless black Dao Patterns flowing out around her like ripples.

Within the ripples, it seemed possible to hear the cries of billions of ghosts.

A small, exquisite white bone skull appeared in the depths of her brow.

It let out a shrill cry, containing a pre-prepared Primordial Spirit Technique, now naturally activated, transforming into a black energy that surged toward the Dao Heart Cyan Lotus in the depths of the Ghost Mother's brow.

The Cyan Lotus swayed, yet a powerful force of reincarnation and salvation firmly controlled the Ghost Mother's Dao Heart.

The Ghost Mother's luck was extremely poor.

Her Ten Thousand Souls Skull possessed enormous power, and her own Ghost Mother Primordial Spirit could devour all kinds of Primordial Spirit Immortal Techniques, yet it was restrained by the Cyan Lotus Soul Purification Spell.

The Redemption Immortal Technique was most effective against ghost-type Primordial Spirits.

The countless souls within the skull, influenced by the Cyan Lotus Soul Purification Spell, seemed to awaken from their confusion, beginning to suppress the essence of the Ten Thousand Souls Skull, trying to break free.

However, the wailing of the Ten Thousand Souls Skull still caused the Ghost Mother's chaotic Primordial Spirit to stir slightly, with its majestic Primordial Spirit Magical Power starting to surge as her eyes slowly opened.

Meanwhile, a magnificent Cyan Lotus in the void slowly turned red, becoming the color of a scorching sun, as the magical power flowed through Zhang Jian's hands, with a second Primordial Spirit Immortal Technique taking shape.

The function of the Cyan Lotus Shocking Soul Spell was merely to delay the Ghost Mother's reaction by a moment or two.

The real killing move was the Golden Crow Fission Technique, which contained the Golden Crow Seal, with enormous physical destructive power and the ability to compound fission.

He formed seals with his hands, and a sharp cry of the Golden Crow echoed from the depths of the void.

With his form like a blazing sun, infinite golden light scattered, turning into a beam that bombarded downward.

Bathed in golden light, the Ghost Mother felt a violent premonition, barely lifting a finger as a long banner in front of her solidified into a blood cloud to shield her, but the blood cloud melted instantly, with the golden light piercing directly into the depths of the Ghost Mother's brow.

A trace of fear faintly emerged in the depths of the Ghost Mother's eyes.

For a moment, she felt riddled with holes all over her body.

Rumble!!

In an instant, the Ghost Mother's true form was suddenly engulfed under the rising sun, melting as it was pierced by the explosive True Solar Flame, with the area around her appearing as if countless layers of rising sun fission occurred.

Rumble!!

Wherever the sunlight reached, the earth dissolved, with the ancient battlefield beneath her instantly turning into a sea of golden lava, filled with intense explosions one after another, as the depths of the void were also suffused with intense golden light, seeming to leave countless golden flares in the infinite void.

In the original place, the Ghost Mother had already evaporated.

In the void, only two items were left behind.

One was the Ten Thousand Souls Skull, and the other was a blood-colored long banner.

"Dead?"

Zhang Jian's gaze fixed on the lava below, with a trace of contemplation in his eyes, as his vast Yang God Divine Sense covered the ancient battlefield, with a trace of strange color in his eyes.

Logically, the true body taking a direct hit from the ferocious Golden Crow Fission Technique should make it unbearable even for a Primordial Spirit Master.

But his extensive Yang God Divine Sense always sensed something unusual in the depths of the void.

He knew that some Primordial Spirit Masters might not have particularly strong combat abilities, but they had many life-saving capabilities, like the Five Dragons Scripture he was currently cultivating.

To remove the grass, one must remove the roots!

A being like the Ghost Mother, if escaped, would be a source of endless trouble!

With this thought, Zhang Jian once again activated the Cyan Lotus Soul Purification Technique, with a Cyan Lotus Celestial Venerable's projection emerging in the void, with the Cyan Lotus Dharma Realm enveloping a large expanse of void.

"Found it!"

A sharpness flashed deep in his eyes, as a black energy was forced to manifest under the radiance of the Cyan Lotus Dharma Realm.

A wisp of black energy seemed to fly out from the illusion.

The Ghost Mother's Primordial Spirit seemed to transform between illusion and reality, possessing a devouring ability of the void.

At this moment, the Ghost Mother hurriedly manifested a strand of her Primordial Spirit imprint, intending to flee as she appeared.

In an instant, a Cyan Lotus chased up, suddenly sealing her as it fell into Zhang Jian's palm.

Looking at the spellbound Cyan Lotus deep in his palm, Zhang Jian's eyes bore a slight smile.

At last, she didn't escape!

"By converting this old ghost, it should further advance this Cyan Lotus Soul Purification Spell!"

More importantly, after returning, he could visit the Ancestral Hall again to reap some benefits.

Zhang Jian, intrigued, looked at the string of black energy within the Cyan Lotus, appearing as if frozen in time.

As there was still time, he directly set up a Dharma Realm here, fully refining and transcending this Ghost Mother.

Performing transcendence early to prevent unforeseen complications.

The Cyan Lotus reappeared beneath his feet, with the Yang God's Magical Power flowing like a torrent toward the void, suddenly merging into that mass of black energy, with countless Redemption Scriptures merging into it, forcibly granting relief and transcendence to the residual soul imprint of this Primordial Spirit Master.

... 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

At this moment, deep within a certain coordinate, several grand figures were attacking another figure with all their might.

This figure was also extraordinarily terrifying, even under the siege of four figures, it remained unfazed, but as the black dragon phantoms soared into the air, accompanied by the sword shadows, the illusory masks were cut by the sword light one after another.

The Hundred Facets Ancestor watched this scene, a gloomy look in his eyes, while simultaneously sensing the trouble ahead!

Originally, the battle was five against four, but his side turned out to be a motley crew.

Except for his junior brother, Nie Xiang Master, who was severely injured by an unexpected sneak attack from the others, the remaining two, Nine-Child Ghost Mother was the most cunning, taking advantage of him to pin down the other Primordial Spirit Masters and disappearing with a phantom shot, with unknown intentions.

That Huo Ling Divine Monarch, seeing the predicament, similarly took the chance to escape.

As a result, it ended up being four against one.

Wind and Thunder Master, Yuquan Master, Shui He Master, and Tiangang Master, four Primordial Spirit Masters, all ganged up on him.

"Hundred-faced Old Demon, this time you can't escape even with wings!"

In the depths of the void, Tiangang Master Yuan Geng wielded the Celestial Spirit Divine Sword, with a cold killing intent in his eyes, forming seals with his hands, as the National Fortune Black Dragon emerged around him, with his aura climbing steadily.

The Celestial Spirit Sword Aura in his hand seemed to condense into a solid form at this moment, momentarily turning into a Sword of National Fate slashing toward the Hundred Facets Ancestor.

At this moment, even the allied Primordial Spirit Masters nearby felt a chill over their bodies, as if their Primordial Spirits would be ripped apart by the sword aura at any moment.

But under the sword aura, the Hundred Facets Ancestor now had no way to escape.

The Hundred Facets Ancestor faced the grand Celestial Spirit Sword Aura, eyes flickering, and in an instant, his figure suddenly turned into nothingness, with the sword aura slicing down, tearing the vast void apart, leaving only a shattered cloth doll drifting in the void, disintegrating into powder within a moment.

"Escaped?"

Witnessing this scene, Yuquan Master's face subtly changed, with a strong sense of embarrassment visible in his eyes.

Unbeknownst to them, the Hundred Facets Ancestor had already swapped his true form with an incarnation, with only a Primordial Spirit avatar remaining at the scene.

The Hundred Facets Ancestor was far more cunning than imagined.

The Primordial Spirit Masters could only feel a sense of helplessness, as after all their efforts and arrangements, the only outcome was severely injuring the Nie Xiang Master, with the other Primordial Spirit Masters suffering light injuries or merely losing some Dharma Artifacts, making this ambush largely fruitless.