According to Zhong Ziyang, inside was his Master and a group of Taishang Dao Elders, and they could at any ti ask for the Taishang Dao Ancestor to descend to the world.
Let alone Ying Qingdi, even if his own father had given chase, he might not have gained any advantage.
Without a dium, the "Yellow Robed Evil Curse" naturally couldn't take effect, and that group of cultivators all fortunately survived.
As this scene unfolded, Ying Qingdi couldn't help but look towards Zhong Ziyang.
His voice was hoarse and unfamiliar, regretfully saying,
"My true self is influenced by human nature, and has always been reluctant to cast the prayerful Evil Curse on you, allowing you to roam freely until now."
"Yet, unexpectedly, you have ruined my plans."
"No matter, now that there are no interferences, even if you have a thousand thods and ten thousand Divine Powers, how can you stop ?"
Ying Qingdi's last question echoed.
Including Tao Qian, a sense of danger arose simultaneously within each of them.
Indeed, in the next mont, an unprecedented event occurred.
First, Ying Qingdi gestured with his hand, ordering Yin Susu, Xu Wenkai, Pei Hong, and Linghu Ying to head to the Seven Evil Sects gate, to work together with Qin Wuxiang and Han Xiao inside, arranging multiple Forbidden Techniques to stop or delay the return of the experts and high-level figures from Beichan Temple and Xuan Dao Sect.
As for himself, he undertook a shocking action.
Standing atop the head of the Evil Dragon, ford by the transford body of the Yang Longxi fetus, he suddenly stomped his foot, and the Yellow Heaven Evil Mirror embedded in the dragon's forehead imdiately emitted a surge of Evil Light.
It shone toward the sky, instantly carving a vast gaping rift.
A thick yellow viscous liquid from within poured down, completely engulfing Ying Qingdi's body.
And then, both he and the Evil Dragon beneath him began to swell.
Thick yellow Evil Light filled the heavens and the earth.
It was like an ominous celestial phenonon that might have appeared only in the ancient era.
A giant spirit, draped in a yellow robe that flowed like flesh and blood itself, had glowing tentacles for hands, and even more thick yellow tendrils and aty columns wriggled out from beneath the robe. Stomping on the Evil Dragon, it charged directly towards the ten people including Tao Qian.
No, the word "charged" should not be used.
After swelling, these individuals seed like ants in its eyes, easily crushable with a re grasp of its hand.
Indeed, it was just as so.
Zhong Ziyang, Tao Qian, Chen Xiyi, Qi Daozhen, Lin Bujue... all ten people struck together, each using their most formidable Divine Powers.
However, it was all for naught.
First, Zhong Ziyang's sixty-four thousand Yin-Yang Dust Needles could not pierce through the Yellow Robe, becoming stuck as if in a quagmire, struggling to move an inch. The Array he subsequently set up was also broken into pieces by over a dozen thick yellow tentacles amidst a cacophony of clinking and clanking, and the sixty-four thousand Divine Needles were scattered in all directions like a heavy downpour.
Then there was Chen Xiyi, who at this mont of dire combat finally unleashed a plethora of complex and powerful skills that lay between Daoist and Buddhist lines, even taking out over a dozen Buddha Treasures and Daoist Soldiers. But no matter what he did, he couldn't co close to Ying Qingdi.
Qi Daozhen's Purple Mansion Elixir Fla, said to burn all things, now couldn't lt even an inch of the Yellow Robe.
Shen Ruolan's Yue Girl Demon Slaying Sword could only leave white marks on those tentacles.
Lin Bujue's summoned thousands of spirit ghosts couldn't drink a drop of blood, bite a wisp of soul; with a flick of the Yellow Robe, they were less significant than millions of lice.
Even Tao Qian was powerless at this mont.
The once successful and notorious Toad God Tile, as soon as it was thrown, was blocked by a cold tentacle and imdiately wrapped into a ball by over a dozen others, letting the Wa Dang struggle within yet unable to break through and certainly no chance to hit Ying Qingdi's head, which was hidden under the Yellow Robe.
In just a single confrontation!
The ten talents were all thwarted.
Zhong Ziyang, Chen Xiyi, and Qi Daozhen, who were specially targeted, were badly injured; Tao Qian, protected by the Toad Pearl, only lost the majority of his mana, leaving his body unhard.
The rest were wounded to varying degrees, and clearly unable to continue fighting.
Who could have expected?
That ten against one would result in this outco.
Earlier, when they had discussed within the belly of Nine Sons Ghost Mother, they hadn't foreseen such a result.
Although Ying Qingdi had the title of the Reincarnated Ancestor Dragon, unbeaten in slaughter, at most he was on the sa level as Zhong Ziyang. It should have been a case of ten against one taking down Ying Qingdi in one fell swoop, how had it turned around so quickly?
As they had already co into contact through fighting, this ti there was no need for Yuan Gong to remind.
A Record erged in Tao Qian's mind.
After a glance, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and loudly he said, "Brothers, this vile trickster has just borrowed strength from his Evil God of a wild father, making him truly reach the Ultimate Happiness Realm. We are not wronged in our loss."
After saying this, Tao Qian secretly transmitted a ssage.
"Everyone, given the situation, don't continue to be stubborn, let's retreat for now and focus on preserving ourselves and the million mortals in Shangyang City below."
"I just need a few monts from you to block him, for I have one treasure that can temporarily shelter a million people."
"Let's leave an empty city for him. Once the high-level figures from Beichan and Xuan Dao Sects break free from the Seven Evil Cave Heaven, we can return to slay Ying Qingdi. It won't be too late."
Not being one to act rashly, Tao Qian imdiately thought of withdrawing when he realized the ten of them were no match for Ying Qingdi.
Everyone was practical; upon hearing the plan, they knew it was a sound approach.
"Good!"
"Let's do that!"
"Great!"
The nine echoed in agreent, ready to re-engage in battle in hopes of delaying further.
Yet at this mont, Ying Qingdi seed to have seen through their thoughts.
In the ears of the ten, a cold voice arose:
"If you all refuse to leave, then you might as well stay for a while."
"As the host, I should entertain you a bit; don't find it too ager."
As these two sentences were spoken, Tao Qian didn't know what he saw, but his entire body beca rigid.
The rest of the nine had the sa reaction.
Thick yellow beams of light, chilly winds, fine ripples, and the cold, silky Yellow Robe... all ca together to form a dense, thick yellow evil lake that instantly froze the bodies and souls of the ten within that area.
That evil lake had no substance; if they wished, the ten could escape in an instant.
But now, the ten had no control over their bodies.
Every cultivator possesses an innate desire for knowledge that goes beyond the ordinary.
Faced with Divine Power Skills and Cultivation Secret Manuals, they instinctively wanted to possess them.
If it were Evil Demon Magic, the ten could have resisted subconsciously.
But at this mont, what they were receiving was not Evil Demon Magic.
It was True Skill!
An endless stream of True Knowledge Secret Skills, like tides, surged forth and receded.
It was this extraordinary infusion of knowledge that caused the ten to fall into rigidity.
Let alone others, just look at Tao Qian.
In his mind, the Record was erupting like mad:
[You've just received a Fragnt of the Ancient Secret Scroll "Emperor's Secret Scripture"...]
[You've just received a Fragnt of the Outer Realm Secret Technique "Great Abyss Spirit Communication Technique"...]
[You've just received a Fragnt of the Heterodox Secret Scroll "dicine King Scripture"...]
[You've just received a Fragnt of the Buddhist Secret Book "Little Reincarnation View of All Realms"...]
[You've just received a Fragnt of the Ancient Secret Scroll "Bear Scripture Bird Stretching Diagram"...]
...
These various secret techniques and scrolls were enough to drive anyone mad just by their nas.
Even Tao Qian, an inheritor of the Spiritual Treasure lineage, was utterly unable to distract himself, passively and greedily absorbing everything.
Here, it was not just a matter of willpower.
The phenona summoned by Ying Qingdi were a form of Divine Power, originating from the Outer Realm Great Book "Yellow Heaven Secret Scroll," known as [Yellow Heaven Divine Granting Technique].
It possessed both lethal capability and the nature of a gift.
Ordinary people hit by this technique would have their souls burst from the knowledge in an instant, dying a miserable death.
Even talents from Great Sects would find it difficult to break free upon suddenly encountering this spell, their lives in jeopardy.
Tao Qian's body and soul were both rigid, passively receiving the vast influx of knowledge and secret techniques to the point of paralysis.
In a daze, without any response.
The sa outco applied to the other nine, including Zhong Ziyang.
The onlookers did not know what had happened; they only saw the ten prodigies floating and drifting in that thick yellow evil lake, utterly compliant.
Only in Tao Qian's arms did Yuan Gong perceive the subtleties and, with a helpless sigh, said,
"Those straining upward seek the path; those imrsed in it are too close to see... such a fine Evil Technique!"
"Even I, had I been careless enough to be hit by this spell in my younger years, would likely not have been able to break free."
"Yet the Yellow Robed Evil God from the Outer Realm, despite his infamous reputation, why so stingy?"
"Using True Knowledge Secret Skills to paralyze people, these mighty sches are but fragnts and incomplete scraps, without a single complete piece."
"If he really had the ability, he might as well give my good disciple the [All Heavens Secret Demon Scripture]."
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