This was the Eighth-grade Earth Evil Ghost's most powerful killing move, and if it was a Ninth-grade Earth Evil Ghost, it could release the Hell Ghost from within its chest, which would be the real terror.
"A re ghost dares to disturb the golden body of this poor monk, Daluo Spell!"
Guo Yan'an shouted in anger. As he resisted the suction, a series of Buddhist glows lit up on his back, each forming into phantom images.
They were Arhats, so sitting, so standing, now all glaring furiously at the Earth Evil Ghost, this action directly blasting the ghost far away.
The Cultivation Techniques of Lingfa Temple were particularly effective against ghosts, even Eighth Grade Fierce Ghosts could do nothing against them.
However, upon seeing this, Lu Jingshi's face revealed a deep smile, because his goal had been achieved.
Just as Guo Yan'an was distracted dealing with the Earth Evil Ghost, a Sky Do River had already surged toward him, crashing against him like it was slamming into a reef, and within only a few seconds, Guo Yan'an was swept into the river.
The river water, tainted with aura of the Tao, ford a vortex centered around Guo Yan'an.
Guo Yan'an's flesh was like it was thrown into a blender, layers of flesh and bones being ground to pieces.
The Primordial Spirit of the God Unification Domain struggled to escape, but the river water firmly dragged it down, and it, too, dissipated in the river, leaving behind only one final cry of rage and despair.
"Zhuang Liangru, you have made suffer greatly."
This was the last sound Guo Yan'an left in this world before both his physical body and Divine Soul were obliterated in the Sky Do River; a Taoist Platform Realm cultivator had fallen, all within less than a minute.
Anything related to the Tao, whether it be elixirs, Formations, Magic Artifacts or Cultivation Techniques, is utterly terrifying.
A cultivator of the Taoist Platform Realm might be able to terrify a province, but under an attack of the Tao level, they're nothing more than slightly stronger little bugs.
The death of a cultivator at the Taoist Platform Realm made a big commotion, many Elders and Inner Disciples witnessing such a scene were on the verge of a morale collapse.
Zhuang Liangru, who saw the sa scene, had no ti for grief. Seeing Zhang Junwei approaching again and the nearby Sky Do River stirring, he had to suppress his frustration and shouted across the battlefield.
"All Righteous Disciples, heed my command, retreat, everyone retreat from the battlefield."
As soon as the words were out, Zhuang Liangru was the first to flee.
He wasn't sure he could handle Zhang Junwei while facing an attack from the Sky Do River.
The Hundred Rivers Covering Sea Array he released had now beco the deadliest threat.
Seeing Zhuang Liangru fleeing, Zhang Junwei held a crystal clear Jade Worm in his hand.
This tiny insect was only the size of an infant's fist, its skin semi-transparent, revealing concentric rings, layer upon layer of skin, amounting to thousands of layers.
This was the Top Grade Nine Refinent Gu Worm Year Ring Worm; like a tree, the Year Ring Worm would grow a new ring every year, increasing its size slightly.
Its most significant feature was its exceedingly long lifespan. The older the Year Ring Worm, the more formidable its combat power.
The one in Zhang Junwei's hand was the Lifebound poisonous insect of several previous Sect Masters. It had outlived several Sect Masters, and whenever a Sect Master retired or died, they would dissolve the contract with this Worm and hand it over to the next Sect Master.
Its lifespan could be traced back a thousand years, witnessing the rise and fall of Ghost Ridge Palace, equivalent to living from the Song Dynasty to modern society, a proper ancient ancestor.
It was the true Sect Treasure of Ghost Ridge Palace, not to be used lightly.
Because it was extrely lethargic, once used, it would fall into a slumber lasting a few years to several decades.
"Die."
Zhang Junwei took a deep breath and aid the Year Ring Worm at the fleeing Zhuang Liangru.
He had not used the Year Ring Worm in the previous battle, waiting for a chance for a one-hit kill.
The palm-sized Year Ring Worm that felt like a warm jade slightly expanded, not showing any other action.
In the distance, the fleeing Zhuang Liangru's body stiffened, his eyes widened, and a look of terror appeared on his face.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!
A series of automatically triggered Protective Talismans and Magical Treasures lit up for a second and then instantly burst, his body beginning to undergo horrific changes.
The traces of the tree rings erged on his scalp, and in the next mont, Zhuang Liangru's skin began to shed layer by layer like the bark of an aged tree.
With each layer that shed off, the newly exposed skin beneath wasn't bloody and tender flesh, but an even more delicate and fair layer of skin.
"Annual Ring Worm!"
Zhuang Liangru's voice was full of terror. He had certainly heard of the infamous Annual Ring Worm from Ghost Ridge Palace. This creature had lived so long and had been used by the forr Sect Master of Ghost Ridge Palace against enemies. It could be said that every ti the Annual Ring Worm was deployed, even those in the Taoist Platform Realm would face death or serious injury.
Rip! Rip!
Zhuang Liangru's body was completely beyond his control. His skin was mismatched with his body, layer after layer falling off, making him look smaller and younger, and his strength was diminishing rapidly and regressing.
Seeing that he was powerless to reverse the situation, and his spiritual power couldn't stop this transformation, Zhuang Liangru gritted his teeth and took out a golden talisman.
This was specially prepared for battle, distributed by the Sect Master of Guan Chao Pavilion to counter the Annual Ring Worm — an exceedingly costly Spirit Treasure Talisman, the result of many years of research as a asure against the Annual Ring Worm.
Bang!
With a flash of golden light from the talisman, all of a sudden, Zhuang Liangru's lower body was blown to bits, leaving only the upper half of his body intact.
As the golden light on the talisman faded to a grayish white, a gust of wind blew by, turning the entire talisman into dust.
And that bizarre skin-shedding of his body also vanished at the sa ti.
Although he was in a dire state, at least his life was saved.
The half-bodied Zhuang Liangru quickly plunged into a Flying Magical Boat, then controlling the magical boat, he fled headlong in the direction away from the battlefield without looking back.
"Damn it."
Zhang Junwei's face darkened. Just as he was about to control the Annual Ring Worm again, he saw the two sesa-sized eyes of the worm in the palm of his hand turn upwards in a dead faint, and then the worm burrowed into a jade box, where a nest made of Ice Silkworm Silk was spread out. It tucked itself into the bedding, covered up with the blanket, and fell into a deep sleep, ignoring everyone else.
Even though he had a contract with the Annual Ring Worm, dealing with a worm that had served several generation of sect masters proved quite difficult for Zhang Junwei.
Simply relying on the contract to restrain it was tough too. The Annual Ring Worm seed to have developed resistance to contracts after being repeatedly unbound and contracted, which made it very difficult to forcibly control the worm using Insect Control techniques.
"You're lucky."
Zhang Junwei carefully put the Annual Ring Worm away, not pursuing the chase any further. Watching the large Flying Magical Boat disappear into the distance, he turned his attention to troubling other Righteous Cultivators.
As of now, with Zhuang Liangru's escape and the fall of Guo Yan'an, the Righteous sect's ranks had completely collapsed.
Countless Righteous Disciples and Elders were shredded into nothing by the Hundred Rivers Covering Sea Array. Upon hearing the order to retreat, they couldn't care less about anything else and ran away without looking back.
And behind them, the completely frenzied Demon Cultivators naturally wouldn't miss the chance to kick a man when he was down, continuing to pursue and kill the fleeing victims relentlessly. A large number of Righteous Disciples were slaughtered, and the bodies littered the hillsides, a scene too tragic to bear.
"Ti to hit the road."
Upon seeing this scene, Su Jie gently flicked his finger.
A roaring Sky Do River swallowed the desperately fleeing Huiji Monk.
This prominent monk, who had been in conflict with Su Jie, had been deliberately left alive by Su Jie until now, just so he could witness the collapse of his own Righteous sect.
Now, with the total defeat of the Righteous sect, Su Jie naturally had no reason to let him leave alive. Just like countless other enemies, he beca one more aggrieved soul under the Hundred Rivers Covering Sea Array.
Compared to the chase by the Demon Disciples, the Hundred Rivers Covering Sea Array controlled by Su Jie was the real powerhouse. Under his command, over a hundred Sky Do Rivers, like huge serpents, crushed and devoured those Righteous Cultivators into powder.
The chase continued for a full fifteen minutes, but the Array that Su Jie controlled beca slower and slower because the Hundred Rivers Covering Sea Array could no longer be controlled by Su Jie.
To be precise, the Array could no longer control itself.
The supply of spirit stone resources left for the Hundred Rivers Covering Sea Array had been depleted, and without an energy source, the formation naturally dissipated.
Taking advantage of the final mont, Su Jie eradicated a batch of Righteous Cultivators.
When the entire Hundred Rivers Covering Sea Array disappeared, Su Jie looked out over the entire battlefield and could no longer see a single Righteous Cultivator.
What remained were only broken bodies, and on the volcanic group battlefield, Ghost Ridge Palace had achieved an unprecedented victory.
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