Li Changhe and Ghost Hand whispered to each other for a mont before Ghost Hand began to arrange the tactics.
anwhile, Li Changhe stood still, holding his right hand in the air, and began to create Black Mud Divinity.
When the pitch-black viscous liquid appeared in the palm of Li Changhe’s hand, the entire old temple was filled with an unsettling malice.
"What a sinister technique," the Daoist extraordinaries murmured to each other with sidelong glances.
Even the master of the Faceless thod, Kongchan, couldn’t help frowning. Just now, he had vaguely seen a figure entwined with green flas.
"Is this the so-called Celestial technique?" Kongchan muttered to himself.
As per Li Changhe’s plan, the second-generation disciples, including the mute girl, would continue to deal with the vast number of sword auras. Pan Ke, not skilled in close combat, was to do the sa.
Ghost Hand and Qiu Wentian, however, were ready to act. They had to approach quickly and suppress the Sword in Wine, creating an opportunity for Li Changhe.
Besides them, the rest were either not powerful enough or were injured, and thus not suitable to intervene. So it had to be them.
Qiu Wentian complained in the [Friends] group: "It looks like he can’t avoid this beating."
It was clear that there was still a grudge against the Confucian extraordinaries.
"Take it easy, Xiaoqiu. No matter what, he’s still your senior. He’s completely blaless for your becoming a Confucian extraordinary. Go back and beat up your master instead," Li Changhe replied, then he said, "Everyone, try to hold back a bit, don’t hurt him. And keep an eye on the consumption of your Purification Talismans."
"Got it. I just hope your thod is effective," Ghost Hand responded, picking up the Han sword that Li Changhe had dyed black, and assuming an attacking stance, "Well then, let’s begin."
As Ghost Hand’s voice fell, Master Kongchan lifted the Buddhist Sound Dharma.
He had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, using the magical skill to suppress the Sword in Wine and the Ten Thousand Swords Decree, depleting a great deal of his own energy.
Therefore, the mont he lifted the magical skill, he slapped his hands on the ground and his seated body quickly retreated.
Once no longer suppressed, the Sword in Wine decisively drew his longsword and swung it. The gourds in the sky emitted even more golden sword aura.
The golden sword auras converged and swirled, seeming to sweep up everything like a tornado.
Pan Ke and the mute girl, already prepared, struck simultaneously. The Imperial Thunder Decision and various talismans hit the golden whirlwind, rapidly depleting the golden sword aura and preventing it from attacking the three on the ground.
And on the ground,
The three of Li Changhe acted in an instant.
As a master of swordsmanship, Sword in Wine was not to be underestimated, even with one hand disabled.
They had to quickly dismantle his combat strength without harming him.
Qiu Wentian led the charge. With one pronounced slam of her massive iron sword on the ground, stone tiles instantly shattered, kicking up blinding dust and ash. The sheer force of it caused even the Daoist disciples to look on in amazent.
They could hardly imagine that such power could be contained within Qiu Wentian’s delicate fra.
anwhile, Sword in Wine shouted, "He’s trying to escape!"
As he said this, his body also retreated rapidly.
As his Three Corpses, sharing his combat experience, he quickly ca up with a counterasure.
However, what he was facing was not just Qiu Wentian.
In the instant he retreated, a pair of arms suddenly stretched out from the ground behind him.
It was Ghost Hand, who had used the earth-traveling technique to burrow beneath the surface at the mont when Qiu Wentian’s slam threw up a cloud of dust and ash.
He lay in ambush on the path where Sword in Wine was retreating.
In that mont, Ghost Hand suddenly burst out, and on his face was the mask with the black elephant-shaped bird face.
That was Li Yuanba’s Mask!
Empowered by the Faceless thod, Ghost Hand’s strength was greatly enhanced. He clasped Sword in Wine’s legs tightly, dragging his shins into the ground.
Sword in Wine raised his sword to strike at the Ghost Hand underground but then saw the dust and ash in front of him roiling.
Qiu Wentian leaped out fiercely, smashing her large iron sword directly downward.
Sword in Wine could only defend by attacking, using the sword to block.
There was a loud ’bang’.
Sword in Wine blocked the strike, but was once more forcefully smashed into the ground by the imnse strength.
Qiu Wentian quickly discarded his iron sword and reached out to grab Sword in Wine’s left hand. With a capture skill, he restrained him.
The Ghost Hand from beneath also burst forth with power in an instant.
The pressure exerted by the two extraordinarily strong experts soon dragged Sword in Wine into the ground, leaving only his shoulders and above visible.
Qiu Wentian pressed down on Sword in Wine’s shoulders and shouted, "Li, hurry up!"
"Here I co." Li Changhe had already arrived in front of Sword in Wine, his right hand wrapped in Black Mud placed atop Sword in Wine’s head.
"Senior, maintain your rationality. It might hurt a bit at first...."
"If I can survive, a little pain is nothing," Sword in Wine, held fast by Qiu Wentian and Ghost Hand, responded with a strained smile: "I’m counting on you, young friend. If it doesn’t work, kill imdiately."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Black Mud in Li Changhe’s hand instantly spread over Sword in Wine’s forehead.
Afterward, it seeped into his skin....
"And what cos next will hurt even more," Li Changhe said darkly: "Back off!"
Qiu Wentian and Ghost Hand decisively let go and retreated, sensing the intense malice contained within the Black Mud. They did not want to be affected by such a thing.
anwhile, Li Changhe stood in place, continuing to infuse Sword in Wine with Black Mud.
Soon, agonizing screams emanated from the old temple.
The accreted malice was being forcibly infused into Sword in Wine’s body.
The endless malice was nearly grinding away his soul.
Rage, desire, greed... every emotion was pouring into his brain.
He was in extre pain.
Li Changhe knew that feeling well; if it weren’t for the girl’s ’don’t die’.
Li Changhe would have been destroyed by that endless malice into a zombie.
But having gone through that experience, Li Changhe had successfully mastered the Black Mud Divinity.
"Hold on, senior," Li Changhe murmured, leaving Sword in Wine who was still screaming in pain.
"Shouldn’t we care for him?" asked Ghost Hand.
"If he endures, the Three Corpses should be fine," Li Changhe said: "This is a pain that penetrates the soul. The Three Corpses are rely one’s own delusions, while mine... it’s a collection of human malice."
....
Elsewhere, the Three Corpses God moving through the mountains seed to sense sothing and suddenly turned to look in a distant direction.
"In this era... there’s actually a Celestial?" The Three Corpses God was sowhat incredulous.
He was the one who knew best what the Heavenly Road entailed.
It was hard to imagine that a Celestial would appear in these tis of waning extraordinariness.
"Moreover... that Confucian junior, didn’t he manage to kill that Daoist girl?" The Three Corpses God frowned.
The Three Corpses God had predicted that a certain Daoist girl bore a causality extrely unfavorable to him.
Thus, he quietly manipulated Sword in Wine’s Three Corpses, attempting to eliminate that causality ahead of ti.
It seed that he had failed.
"What exactly is that causality?" The Three Corpses God continued to calculate without being able to get a clear clue.
On the other side, the mute girl receiving treatnt from her senior sister constantly held her lower abdon.
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