In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path-Chapter 841

Chapter 841: 348: Thousand Veils Ghost Shade!

Man’s calculation is no match for Heavenly Calculation Chapter 841: 348: Thousand Veils Ghost Shade!

Man’s calculation is no match for Heavenly Calculation The punch carrying the bright, silver Human Immortal Dao Force tore through the ancient-looking flower mirror, and with undiminished momentum, it solidly struck the old crone’s body.

Boom!

——

It was as if a volcano had erupted inside her.

The old crone didn’t even have time to scream before her body burst open, her face exploded, teeth shattered, eyes burst, and her entire organs and skeleton were pulverized by the fierce and terrifying punch.

Even a Nascent Soul true body, if hit by this punch, could not withstand the power that surpassed the early stage of the Nascent Soul’s ferocious explosive force.

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Thump!

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Blood mist sprayed everywhere!

The old crone’s body flew back rapidly like a torn sack; a streak of Spiritual Light cried out in shock, flickering and sweeping away, transforming into an old, withered infant, which had instantly lost the courage to continue the struggle and sought to escape.

However, in that instant, a surging suction force accompanied by intense, blazing silver light suddenly erupted from the hand of Chen Dengming as he took a big step forward.

Around him, space itself seemed to collapse into a deep pool hundreds of feet deep, forming a violent vortex of suction force centered on Chen Dengming.

The old crone’s fleeing Nascent Soul instantly fell into the range covered by the vortex of suction, quickly being pulled back despite her struggles to break free.

“Hmm?”

On the ground, the Qianluo Ghost King was abruptly roused from a most perilous battle at the divine spirit level; he was distracted and looked up.

He saw blood rain scattering from the sky, separated flesh and bones mixing with the rain, hair floating amongst it, and the struggling Nascent Soul of the old crone, which shocked him.

Her physical body was destroyed?

The second ancestor of the Dharma Saint Palace of the Three Saints Palaces had her physical body annihilated?

That giant-like figure was….

The situation had entirely exceeded his expectations; there was no time to think further or to regain the upper hand over Feng Qingbo, who had already fallen into a disadvantage, or he would be the next to face enemies on both sides.

He suddenly let out a long howl, sounding like a dragon’s chant in a deep valley, resonating and reverberating in the sky, akin to devil’s music penetrating the brain, whipping up fierce winds and assaulting Chen Dengming in the air.

Chen Dengming felt a surge of strong and evil spirit force invading his mind, threatening to transform into countless sinister demons devouring his spirit.

He snorted coldly; his eyes shone brilliantly like the sun, moon, and stars, shooting out two beams of light, turning into an image of an ancient Human Immortal walking through the desolate past, reigning over the abyss, exuding a majestic Human Immortal Qi that intimidated thousands of hills and rivers and myriad demons and ghosts.

The Divine Sense that the Qianluo Ghost King had sent to attack instantly collapsed; not only that, but it was also penetrated by the silver light shot from Chen Dengming’s eyes into his mind.

He immediately felt daunted, and terrifying images of an ancient Human Immortal swinging an axe to annihilate thousands of ghosts and make Demon Gods bow in submission arose in his mind.

He even faintly saw among them a Demon God, seated on the Black Lotus Platform, holding a white feather duster, with a smug, indistinct smile on his face, appearing both demonic and saintly, clearly venerated by all the Ghost Monarchs of the Nether Spring Underground Mansion…

“Ah!

Impossible!

What is this?——”

The Qianluo Ghost King’s spirit shook violently, uttering a scream of disbelief.

Though his spirit was not injured by Chen Dengming’s entangling Dao Force-imbued Divine Sense, it was still greatly shocked and shaken, almost unable to focus his thoughts.

Almost seizing the opportunity, opposite him Feng Qingbo’s forehead veins bulged, his eyes shooting out a sharp glare like a blade’s edge, desperately retaliating.

“Damnable!

Damnable—”

The Qianluo Ghost King cried out in agony, suddenly lifting his head and soaring upwards.

Whoosh whoosh!!

A head of blood-red long hair swayed and rose like blood, each strand binding a painful soul, their pallid eyes revealing concentric circles of startling pupils, filled with eerie and deceptive malice.

His figure suddenly flew forward in a rush, hands forming seals, Spiritual Energy surged, transforming into countless aurora lights converging, his seaweed-like red hair releasing a bewitching and confusing ghost gas, abruptly swelling and engulfing both himself and Feng Qingbo within it.

In an instant, a curtain of blood-red ghost gas submerged the figures of both people in the scene.

Qianluo Ghost Shade!

In midair, Chen Dengming frowned, his eyes blazing with sharp radiance, and he stretched out his palm, spreading his fingers and grasping fiercely.

Hum!—

The suction vortex suddenly contracted sharply, the force field of attraction surged violently, Spiritual Energy tearing through the void and swirling like a wild torrent, pressing down towards the old crone’s Nascent Soul.

“Sect Leader Chen, spare my life, I…

if you let me go, I will never oppose you again!”

The old crone’s Nascent Soul emitted a sorrowful plea for mercy.

As she formed the seals, the force of her Nascent Soul gathered into an earthen Skill, causing a great swirl of sand to gather, twisting the air around and causing her body to spin upwards like a top, breaking free from the suction.

“Noise!”

Chen Dengming’s eyes turned cold, his hand gesturing a command, and both the Soul Attracting Banner and the Soul Bell flew out from his Storage Bag.

The Soul Banner flapped and swayed, casting out Magic Artifact forces that bound the souls, like myriad dense black threads, shooting out and entangling the old crone’s Nascent Soul, wrapping around it.

The Soul Bell rang softly, sending out waves of sound, forming a force of dizzying soul-stirring vibrations, making her Nascent Soul show a bewildered expression.

However, even so, this merely slowed down the intensity of her struggle, as strong waves of resistance still emanated from within her Nascent Soul.

In this critical situation, within the Soul House, the Mini Array Spirit cried out softly, casting two wave-like Soul Fetching diamonds, entwining around the old crone’s Nascent Soul, aiding in the drag, preventing her from self-destructing her Nascent Soul.

Chen Dengming quickly shook the Soul Attracting Banner, summoning the ghost man Chu Xun with a ‘splurt’ and issued a command.

The ghost man Chu Xun, who originated as a Fierce Ghost, was audacious and reckless.

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Even though the old crone’s Nascent Soul emitted an astonishing Spiritual Might, he still charged with unwavering boldness, baring teeth and brandishing claws as he rushed forward.

Startled by this intense rush of evil energy, the old crone’s Nascent Soul sobered up a bit.

Upon seeing the ghost man Chu Xun’s face, covered with a mask of deathly flesh, her Nascent Soul’s aged face wrinkled into withered orange peel, crying out in alarm.