Under the heavy blow, the Mayfly Wood took a direct hit. The orange-red fungus struggled for a moment before turning charred black and falling to the ground. As if sensing this, the perpetually comatose Immortal Danxia let out a series of agonizing wails:
“Aaaagh—”
Her massive, bloated insect body writhed continuously as her slender rootlets danced wildly in the air.
“How dare you, you brat?!”
In an instant, Daoist Qinglong's murderous intent materialized into a tangible force. In the blink of an eye, the bamboo stalks in the surrounding ten mu of bamboo forest shattered, and thousands of sharp, emerald-green bamboo leaves flew directly at Nan Zhi!
“Swoosh! Swoosh!”
“Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!”
“Boom!!”
The leaves, brimming with murderous intent, were like flying swords falling from the heavens. They stabbed over a zhang deep into the ground, but Nan Zhi was nowhere to be seen, leaving only a massive crater behind.
Where did she go?!
Qinglong's gaze swept over every inch of the Demon Suppression Monastery. He could sense that the Foundation Establishment cultivator had not gone far, but her divine sense seemed to be blocked by something, preventing him from tracking her.
“A mere parlor trick.”
He sneered, raising two fingers and flicking them gently. The ground rumbled with a heavy echo—
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
“Boom! Boom!”
Every pavilion and hall, large and small, within the monastery began to glow with faint red light. The complex network of buildings crisscrossed and intertwined, and a massive, glowing red formation faintly materialized.
In a mere breath, the interior of this massive “floating island” inverted. The buildings shifted up and down, rearranging themselves to transform the area into the Two-Form Inversion realm.
The sky was no longer the sky, and the earth was no longer the earth.
Water flowed across the heavens in the distance, while clouds drifted beneath one's feet nearby.
“Is this... the power of the Two-Form Inversion Formation laid down by Master Mo?”
Standing where he was, Shen Luohe felt the world turn upside down. It felt as though he were walking through clouds and mist, while the pavilions and towers he had been so familiar with now stood directly above his head.
The demon suppressors remaining in the monastery had no idea what was happening. They all stood frozen in place, staring blankly up at the high-and-mighty Daoist Qinglong.
The mountain birds took flight, soaring high, yet they could not escape this endless, repeating circle.
“Junior Brother Mo is a direct disciple of the Qingjing Sect's formation lineage. Once this Two-Form Inversion Formation is activated, even if you have a thousand tricks up your sleeve, you will be like a frightened bird in a cage, unable to escape.”
Daoist Qinglong grinned sinisterly, his eyes cold.
“I thought you knew your place, but to think you would court death like this. A mere living human pillar dares to make a fool of this Venerable time and time again—”
“Boom!”
Before he could finish speaking, four thick earth dragons suddenly descended from the ground above, accompanied by over a dozen massive stone spikes. They launched a surprise attack at Daoist Qinglong, sending sand and rocks flying as they tore through the clouds and mist in an instant!
“Uncle Crane!”
Shen Luohe hastily retreated, protecting Immortal Danxia as he fled into the bamboo pavilion with the white crane. His expression was filled with anxiety and unease as he watched the two fight in the sky.
The Five Elements Techniques!
“Boom!!”
“Boom!”
Seeing the stone spikes closing in on him, Daoist Qinglong's expression remained indifferent. He merely raised his hand slightly, and the four earth dragons in front of him instantly crumbled into fine powder—
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
As the earth dragons collapsed, the world shook. Pavilions and towers crumbled and fell, sending a massive cloud of dust into the air that nearly blocked everyone's vision. Daoist Qinglong's brow twitched. He suddenly spun around and raised his hand, perfectly blocking a downward slash aimed right at his head!
The Sharp Gold Curse!
The Fish-Dragon Guillotine, enhanced by the Sharp Gold Curse, slammed down heavily. Failing to land a decisive blow, Nan Zhi—wrapped in her Spirit Swallowing Grass blanket—immediately leaped back, riding the wind to swiftly retreat dozens of zhang away!
Sure enough, in the next instant, eight even thicker and larger earth spikes erupted from the ground, closing in on her from all directions!
“Boom!”
“Boom, boom!”
Hiding Art!
Mirage Pearl Escape!
Nan Zhi flew out in a crouch, narrowly dodging the falling stone spikes behind her. Her eyes darted around rapidly as she constantly analyzed the layout of the buildings within the monastery—
Every formation in the world had a way to break it.
Daoist Qinglong had utilized Mo Chenghuai to construct this grand formation, and he likely had not informed him of its true purpose.
“Rumble!”
As the earth spikes crashed down and massive rocks tumbled, Nan Zhi stuffed a Qi-Augmenting Pill into her mouth. The Azure Sea Sky Boots on her feet flashed as she leaped into the air, barely dodging the bamboo leaves that had transformed into swords and pursued her!
“Slash! Slash!”
“Slash! Slash! Slash!”
The bamboo leaves, wrapped in sharp sword qi, sliced into the stone spikes as easily as cutting tofu. Nan Zhi was incredibly fast, managing to dodge them perfectly every single time.
“A rat who only knows how to hide and run.”
High in the sky, Qinglong seemed to grow somewhat impatient. His eyes flickered as he reached into his storage bag, retrieved a brown pill, infused it with spiritual energy, and casually threw it.
The pill was only the size of a normal medicinal pellet, with a smooth surface and special pill veins. The moment it appeared, a heavy stench of blood instantly filled the air—
Eerie wails echoed in the sky as thick black mist surged. A mass of freezing baneful energy, wrapped in dense ghostly aura, surged directly toward the direction of Nan Zhi's retreat!
“Oh no! That's the Hundred Ghosts Heart Demon Pill refined by Master!”
Hurriedly throwing his folding fan to warn her, Shen Luohe's face paled:
“Fellow Daoist Nan, watch out! This pill is extremely sinister. The hundred ghosts within it carry a hundred poisons. If you are touched by even one, your Dao Heart will easily waver, and you will be plagued by heart demons!!”
Is your Qingjing Sect even a proper, orthodox sect?!
First, there was the formation cultivator Mo Chenghuai, who was exceptionally skilled in killing formations, and now there was the pill cultivator Daoist Qinglong, who refined Hundred Ghosts Heart Demon Pills.
As the heart demon pill dissolved, the spectral figures of a hundred ghosts immediately flickered into view. They consisted of both humans and demons, all with hideously distorted faces, radiating pure misery—
Birth, old age, sickness, death, greed, anger, obsession, and resentment.
Each ghostly figure was unique, and they all billowed with ominous black energy that rolled toward the heavens.
“Damn it!”
Nan Zhi cursed under her breath. Not daring to be careless in the slightest, she hastily retrieved four small, square black flags from her inventory and threw them into the air!
The four small flags expanded in the wind as they landed, occupying the east, south, west, and north corners. Four beams of spiritual light shot up, and the formation was established in the blink of an eye!
Billowing black mist surged within the formation as countless ghostly figures clad in mourning clothes and holding funeral staffs emerged, crashing directly into the ghosts summoned by the heart demon pill!
This was none other than the Hundred Ghosts Thousand Cries Killing Formation Nan Zhi had obtained from the Locust God dungeon!
“Woooooo...”
“Wooo...”
“Woooooo...”
Eerie, spine-chilling wails of ghosts echoed from within the formation. As the pill ghosts and formation ghosts clashed, the air filled with the sounds of slaughter, weeping, and agonizing screams. Greater Ghosts devoured lesser ghosts, and lesser ghosts tore at Greater Ghosts.
For a time, the sky was filled with howling ghosts and weeping spirits, plunging the world into darkness.
—If anyone else were to witness this, they would absolutely never believe this was a battle between two orthodox cultivators.
Since the formation had been crafted by a Deity Transformation stage cultivator, it took only a few moments for the formation ghosts to completely devour the pill ghosts. The Hundred Ghosts Heart Demon Pill was reduced to dust, scattering across the ground.
Nan Zhi panted heavily. She hurriedly retrieved the formation flags and stuffed a handful of Qi-Augmenting Pills into her mouth.
—Though this killing formation was powerful, it was extremely draining on her spiritual energy and essence blood. She likely wouldn't be able to use it a second time anytime soon.
“A formation? I didn't expect a rogue cultivator with no formal background like you to actually have some decent items.”
Seeing the ghost pill he had refined destroyed, the crimson hue at the corners of Daoist Qinglong's eyes grew even deeper.
“This formation is indeed somewhat profound, but you are truly foolish. Killing you will only require a bit of effort. How many life-saving magic treasures like this could you possibly have?”
Well, wasn't that just a coincidence?
And so, having recovered some of her strength, Nan Zhi immediately pulled out an Eight-Treasure Necklace Shirt and slipped it on. Then, she retrieved a Bronze Shield to protect her front, slipped two defense jade rings onto her left hand, and held the Bronze Soul-Chasing Bell. In her right hand, she clutched three Thunder Bombs while gripping the Purple Bamboo Dragon-Carved Brush Pot.
Every single one of them was a treasure she had looted from the Locust God's tomb.
Forget about withstanding a few attacks from a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Even if she just dragged things out, she could wear Qinglong down until he cried.
He knew absolutely nothing about the Savior.
Daoist Qinglong's expression suddenly turned rigid. “...”
Was it because he was getting old, or had the outside world simply changed?
They called this vexing creature in front of him a rogue cultivator?
With this set of gear, she was barely any different from a direct disciple of the Qingjing Sect!
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