Chapter 385: Chapter 199: The Little Man in the Gourd Grows Wings, Flying Blade Decapitates Across Ten Thousand Miles (Part 2)

Ah!

Ah!

Just as the Golden Palace Sect alliance army’s heart spirit was shaken, a series of piercing death wails echoed throughout the heavens and earth, transforming the already death-filled terrifying ghostly land into an even more suffocating realm of death.

"What happened?!"

Some cultivators, filled with terror, heard the screams coming from afar. Their faces were full of uncertain expressions as they quickly lifted their heads to look in the direction of the screams.

In an instant, their expressions turned incredibly fearful.

They actually saw that the Five Ghosts Soul Lifting Palanquin, towering like a Netherworld Mountain, had long black chains extending from its depths, like giant serpents, directly binding one cultivator after another.

The sharp tips seemed to possess their own consciousness, directly piercing into the cultivators’ bodies.

The cultivators hung on the Soul Detaining Chains, like live fish speared by a harpoon, thrashed their bodies a few times before falling silent, and then became puppets controlled by the Soul Detaining Chains.

As the Soul Detaining Chains expanded and contracted, those cultivators controlled by the chains turned into living puppets, their divine souls directly manipulated, launching fierce attacks on the other cultivators around them under the control of the Five Ghosts Soul Lifting Palanquin.

Immediately, the previously orderly ranks descended into chaos, as comrades from the same camp turned into terrifying enemies in the blink of an eye.

The battle erupted directly amid this chaotic situation.

...

"Not good!"

In the void, Master Baoxu, who was battling the Nether River Daoist, had a drastic change in expression and struck his opponent aside with a palm before preparing to dive down.

"Old guy, don’t run, your opponent is this Daoist!"

Having experienced a crushing defeat last time, where even the Blood River was destroyed, the Nether River Daoist had significantly improved his strength after restoring his essence in the Blood Lake. Even though he was still no match for Master Baoxu, he tangled with him, preventing him from splitting his attention.

Bang!

As he spoke, a Blood River burst out from within his body, transforming into a long torrent, directly crashing towards Master Baoxu’s body.

Even at the pinnacle of the Purple Mansion Great Perfection realm, Master Baoxu couldn’t ignore the impact of the Blood River, which represented the Asura Race, and he quickly dodged to evade this terrifying corrosive magical power.

But the path to attack the Five Ghosts Soul Lifting Palanquin was also directly blocked, and facing the Nether River Daoist once again, Master Baoxu couldn’t help but rage.

After all, this combined alliance army was led by the Golden Palace Sect, mobilizing not only three Purple Mansion Cultivators but also more than half of the sect’s elite.

It’s no exaggeration to say, this alliance army’s main force included a large number of elite disciples from the Golden Palace Sect. If this army of cultivators was annihilated, the Golden Palace Sect would suffer a significant weakening in both strength and foundation, dropping several levels in power.

As someone dedicated to the prosperity and development of the Golden Palace Sect, he watched helplessly as the elite members of the sect below were continuously slaughtered, and his heart bled.

Faced with the obstruction of the Nether River Daoist, his anger burned to the top of his head, and he practically ground his teeth as he roared.

"You deserve to die!"

Immediately, an even more dangerous and fierce battle erupted, with explosive shockwaves tearing heaven and earth, leaving behind one pitch-black rift after another.

...

Meanwhile, the expressions of the only remaining three Purple Mansion Cultivators also inevitably fluctuated.

Faced with the gigantic Five Ghosts Soul Lifting Palanquin, a sense of fear and unease rose from the depths of their hearts.

They initially thought it would be an easy and crushing war, but never imagined that just as they were about to breach the Daluo Alliance’s mountain gate, the mysterious Daluo Alliance Leader would suddenly descend with such a terrifying ghost artifact, shattering the Barbaric Beast Sect’s Thunderfire Ascendant with overwhelming horror.

Such a terrifying scene planted a seed of unease in the hearts of these three Purple Mansion Cultivators.

As Purple Mansion Cultivators, they hadn’t felt the threat of death for a very long time.

Even battles between forces of the same Purple Mansion level rarely resulted in death records.

After all, between cultivators of equal level, unless there was a huge disparity, it was rare for one to have the capability to kill their opponent.

But the earlier scene of Thunderfire Ascendant’s body being torn to pieces occurred right before their eyes, and the terrifying scene became an indelible shadow in their hearts.

However, under the confinement of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Array, this land seemed to be completely sealed.

Though the Ten Thousand Ghosts Array’s sealing ability couldn’t stop the impact of Purple Mansion Cultivators, Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators were unable to escape this place using their abilities.

Unless the seal was broken, besides the few of them, all other members of the alliance would become the nourishment within this ghostly land.

As high-ranking members of their respective sects, they couldn’t just watch as their sects’ elite all perished in this ghostly land.

For a moment, several people hesitated, becoming indecisive.

"Such a powerful ghost artifact, the opponent shouldn’t be able to activate it twice. We should seize the moment as they recover their magical power, join forces, and rush forward to slay the opponent. Only then can we break through the siege of the ghostly land and preserve the elite within the sect."

One of the two Purple Mansion cultivators from the Golden Palace Sect, Zhang Luan, suggested after a brief contemplation.

The others didn’t have much better solutions; this proposal was indeed a feasible approach.

Moreover, they didn’t believe Zheng Yi could easily and recklessly expand using the Five Ghosts Soul Lifting Palanquin.

In the short term, this terrifying object would also impose a significant burden on Zheng Yi.

While speaking, the three Purple Mansion cultivators reached an agreement. In an instant, each erupted with powerful energy, splitting into three streams that broke through the siege of ghost qi, rushing directly towards Zheng Yi’s position.

It must be said, being old fellows with many years of cultivation, they were all perceptive individuals. If they couldn’t solve the problem, they would solve the person causing the problem.

...

The Five Ghosts Soul Lifting Palanquin wreaked havoc on the alliance army, its terrifying Soul Detaining Chain causing repeated slaughter among the crowd.

Instantly, a large number of cultivators fell on the spot.

The initially well-formed military array was directly breached.

Zheng Yi sat composed in the ghost palanquin, retracting his gaze as he observed the three torrents rushing amidst the ghostly land, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

"I originally wanted to find a way to attract you over, but unexpectedly, you came to me automatically!"

"In that case, I won’t be polite."

He couldn’t help but sneer internally, clearly seeing through the intentions of the three Purple Mansion cultivators who were preparing to directly attack and kill him.

But why wouldn’t he want to attract opponents to him and save himself the trouble?!

Immediately, Zheng Yi first chose the tall and skinny figure exuding ghost qi and wildfire.

As the original Upper Sect Star-devouring Demon City of the Soul Catching Sect, its interference this time was quite reasonable.

After all, when Zheng Yi originally took control of the Soul Catching Sect and formed the Daluo Alliance, they did not submit to it.

If it hadn’t been for Star-devouring Demon City being in dispute over the Spirit Stone Jade Marrow Vein with the Barbaric Beast Sect back then, they would have probably sent someone to retaliate against the Soul Catching Sect long ago.

This time, the Golden Palace Sect rallied the strength of the Three Sects to annihilate the Daluo Alliance, and naturally, Star-devouring Demon City seized the opportunity, wanting to reclaim the Soul Catching Sect and reinsert a pawn in this region, to serve as an influence in this area.

With a beckoning gesture, a chaotic airflow flickered, and in Zheng Yi’s palm appeared a small, exquisite Chaos Cyan Gourd.

The Chaos Cyan Gourd pulsated in his palm, as if it possessed intelligence, eager to demonstrate its power.

This item was the Immortal-Slaying Godslaying Gourd refined with Taibai Divine Gold.

Zheng Yi temporarily calmed the continuously pulsating cyan gourd, but his gaze had already locked onto the Purple Mansion cultivator from Star-devouring Demon City.

The small mouth of the gourd twitched, immediately releasing a dazzling silver-white glow from its opening.

Within the white glow, Yin Yang Qi swirled, with a silver-white little figure, complete with eyes and a nose, wings on its back, holding a silver-white blade less than half an inch long. Its gaze followed Zheng Yi’s focus, instantly targeting that Purple Mansion cultivator.

Star-devouring Demon City, Immortal Demon Hall Hall Master, Ouyang Duo.

In that instant, the face of Ouyang Duo, the Purple Mansion cultivator from Star-devouring Demon City, changed drastically, as if his clothing had been stripped off, a bone-chilling coldness arose from the depths of his soul. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

An inexplicable fear surged from the depths of his heart, as if death would descend in the next moment.

Between life and death, there is great fear.

And the instinct of Purple Mansion cultivators was mysteriously acute, able to predict the arrival of a great crisis.

"Not good!"

"Treasure, please turn around!"

Holding the eager-to-jump, pulsating Immortal-Slaying Godslaying Cyan Gourd in his palm, Zheng Yi’s eyelids lifted.

As Zheng Yi spoke, a beam of white light shot straight out, instantly traversing across a thousand-foot distance, appearing before Ouyang Duo, the Purple Mansion cultivator of Star-devouring Demon City.

With a ’puff,’ a ray of blood streaked across.

A head filled with terror and unease flew high, blood spurting out like a fountain, shooting straight into the sky.