Pfft! In an instant, the towering figure spurted blood across the sky, his body piercing through the mountainside and embedding into the rock layers dozens of ters deep before coming to a stop.
"Sect Master!" Countless true disciples and elders of the Infernal Demon Sect couldn't help but cry out in alarm.
Amidst the flying rubble, the towering figure erged pale-faced from the mountainside, his breath weakened, his eyes full of horror as he looked at the crimson figure in front of him.
He had no idea how his Infernal Demon Sect had offended such a terrifying entity.
Yi Chen was also slightly taken aback at this mont.
"To be able to take a strike from a re Daoist and not die, friend, you can indeed be considered among the best in Dao Mastery,"
"I had thought that the blow from which I withheld my force just now would have you lying down for a while, but it seems I have miscalculated."
Yi Chen cracked a smile, slowly turned around, and stared at the gaunt black-robed elder who had suddenly appeared behind him, "Truly a major sect of the demonic path with extraordinary depth, my apologies for inadvertently injuring a cultivator from your sect."
"Yi Chengzi, I've seen my fellow Daoist."
"Infernal Elder greets my fellow Daoist. You infiltrated our Infernal Demon Sect without cause; what is the reason? Should you not give an explanation?"
The gaunt black-robed elder's expressionless face concealed his vitality, making him seem like a corpse, yet around him swirled a powerful aura almost reaching the eighth level of Dao Mastery, clearly, this person must be the Infernal Demon Sect's hidden trump card, the suprely mysterious Supre Elder.
"I have a young friend who has fallen into the hands of your sect, becoming one of the consumables for your Soul Banner cultivation. Today, I have expressly co to your mountain to request that you extend so slight courtesy and allow to redeem this person. What do you think?"
"Take my three moves, and we can talk!"
"It's not just three moves; I'm up for even three hundred from you," Yi Chen's eyes showed a hint of eagerness to try.
He wanted to take this opportunity to test the extent of his abilities.
Upon hearing these words, the gaunt elder's expression remained unchanged as the world suddenly darkened, and ninety-nine soul banners soared up from the ground surrounding the Infernal Demon Sect.
The black cloth with blood inscriptions sealed off heaven and earth; amidst the mournful wind and torrential rain, above the daunting Black Mountain and the Infernal Demon Sect's territory, countless eerie arms, covered in purple-black scales, spread out at a speed that astounded even Yi Chen, quickly entwining themselves around his Cultivation Body.
Above the soul banners, ghostly wails echoed as nurous mournful spectral entities swiftly appeared. Under the spells of the gaunt elder, the ghosts frantically rged together, transforming into nine ferocious ghostly entities that roared as they dove into the eerie arms wrapped around Yi Chen.
With this insidious support, the serpent-like eerie arms tightened quickly, even squeezing Yi Chen's Qilin Holy Armor a bit.
"Daoist, how do you find the taste of my Soul Refinent Spectral Technique?"
Seeing this, the gaunt elder's deathly face also revealed a hint of a smile.
From within the arms' encirclent, Yi Chen's voice of enjoynt ca through.
"Not bad at all."
"Infernal Elder, this Soul Banner harms the harmony of heaven. It's my loss, so let help you transcend it."
"Pure Yang Holy Seal, divine light open!"
"Halberd Nine: Nirvana Rebirth, Wheel of the Great Sun!"
"This..." The gaunt elder's heart suddenly lurched with fear as a violent golden light burst forth from the sphere bound by the arms.
The arms could not withstand the power and were severed, imdiately followed by an intense explosion.
Boom!
The Wheel of the Great Sun reappeared!
For a mont, it was as if divine light shone forth and clarity returned to the otherworldly realms of darkness!
"Stop, Daoist friend!" The gaunt elder felt a pang in his heart and hastily dispelled the spectral entities returning to the soul banners.
But it was all too late.
The eight cycles of halberd techniques obliterated eighty percent of the spectral entities in an instant.
Countless streams of information suddenly appeared before Yi Chen's eyes.
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