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Chapter Seventy: Besieged on All Sides

  Whoosh! Dozens of dark soul energy condensed into bronze halberds broke through the air and charged towards Xuan Yuan Fa Wang and Wen Lan Xin, their powerful momentum was not as strong as the flying swords of a cultivator, but dozens of ferocious Yin soldiers sensed the scent of living people, fresh blood, and killing intent surged, they all rushed to seize.

  Wen Lan Xin and Xuan Yuan Fa Wang both had a fierce intent in their eyes, this kind of ferocious and evil ghost was hard to come by even after a hundred years, yet here they were with over two thousand of them. The two no longer had the intention to compete, nor did they retreat back into the formation set up by Sima Dao earlier. Xuan Yuan Fa Wang activated his mysterious technique to protect himself, condensing his massive vital energy and blood into a tangible form, with threads of black air still swirling around his hand. This was the result of absorbing and refining the Black Magic Fog within Sima Dao's three thousand vital energies, greatly increasing its power! With a grab and a slap from his massive bloody palm, over a dozen cold lights shot out, shattering the cyan bronze spears condensed from yin souls into powder, with threads of black smoke drifting away. However, they quickly reformed into an army of killing intent-filled ghost soldiers. Xuan Yuan Fa Wang knew these soldiers were not physical entities and could not be harmed by ordinary true energy or flying swords, at most only dispersing their forms without causing them significant harm. Nevertheless, Xuan Yuan Fa Wang naturally had the ability to subdue them, otherwise he wouldn't have come here to seek death.

  A long whistle, like a dragon's roar, Xuan Yuan Fa Wang advanced instead of retreating. The golden yellow Taoist robe on his body burst out with sharp and piercing mysterious light. Several flying heads were slightly weakened by the dark energy and ghostly power, and when they were illuminated by the mysterious light, they let out a shrill cry and emitted wisps of black smoke. In an instant, Xuan Yuan Fa Wang relied on his thick true yuan and the mystical descending magic treasure to charge forward into a group of armor-clad military souls that were obviously stronger than him. The blood-stained hand stretched out again, and with one grab, it caught hold of a soldier who was holding a green halberd, wearing a helmet adorned with jade, and had a huge transparent hole in his abdomen.

  "Magic mixed under heaven! Condense blood god grasp! Receive!" Xuan Yuan Fa Wang shouted again, his voice containing the Taoist sect's magic sound of subduing demons. The sound waves with light circles shook the long spears and guns that were thrust from behind, causing them to twist and distort. In this brief moment of pause, Xuan Yuan Fa Wang's blood hands transformed into two strange-looking blood hands, each grabbing onto the upper and lower halves of a soldier's body. With a fierce twist, like twisting sesame oil sticks, the soldier was torn in half and turned into a stream of black smoke. The massive yin soul ghostly energy was about to disperse when it was sucked into the two blood hands. The blood hands grew slightly larger after absorbing this nourishment, and the life force that had been suppressed by the killing aura of these fierce ghost soldiers also emerged slightly, revealing their gruesome shapes, which were no less terrifying than the flying heads in the air.

  Bang! Bang! Bang! Dozens of explosions sounded, and the twisted long spear controlled by the dark soul was manipulated to strike the golden light shield formed by Xuan Yuan Fa Wang's golden robe dozens of times. The light waves rippled, and even with Xuan Yuan Fa Wang's powerful skills and profound Taoist cultivation, he was shaken by the massive force of these ferocious and violent military souls, which were more difficult to deal with than a Transcendent expert. His footsteps stumbled forward, and he almost fell over.

  As Xuan Yuan Fa Wang slowly regained his senses, he found himself surrounded by several hundred soldiers in various states of death and disarray, their bodies twisted in agony. Almost simultaneously, hundreds of long knives and halberds rained down on the protective aura surrounding him, striking with a ferocity that was like a sudden storm of ice and hail. Xuan Yuan Fa Wang, a thousand-year-old demon king, felt his heart constrict and his throat sweeten as he took the blows, and a mouthful of fresh blood spewed out. Fortunately, his Daoist robe was an ancient relic left behind by a primordial immortal, its defensive capabilities were incredibly powerful, and it did not break under the assault. If it had been breached, Xuan Yuan Fa Wang's physical body would have likely suffered the same fate as it had a thousand years ago - dispersing into nothingness, with his primordial spirit fleeing in terror. However, surrounded by so many malevolent spirits eyeing him like tigers stalking prey, even if he managed to escape, his primordial spirit would probably be torn apart and devoured by these vengeful entities before it could flee a single meter, resulting in the complete annihilation of both body and soul.

  "Heaven and earth transform into blood, with my body shapeless, I'll escape!" Xuan Yuan Fa Wang finally realized he had overestimated himself. These fierce ghost soldiers were absolutely not something one person could resist, no wonder the 108 top experts of the Dao Gate couldn't subdue them back then. This was indeed formidable! Although Xuan Yuan Fa Wang considered himself invincible and unruly, when his life was at stake, he still had to abandon his pride and run away!

  Fresh blood spurted out, and Xuan Yuan Fa Wang immediately retracted his entire body's true yuan. His two bloody hands transformed into a dense ball of blood cocoons that wrapped around him, making it impossible to see through. He charged forward, using the cocoon as a shield, and crashed into the porcupine-like dark soldier who was covered in arrows. The dark soldier let out a loud roar! Kill! With his long halberd raised high, he unleashed a powerful force that split the air, meeting the massive blood cocoon head-on. Just as the halberd collided with the cocoon, space distorted, and the cocoon vanished into thin air without leaving any trace. The porcupine-like dark soldier and the surrounding ghostly soldiers were stunned, unsure of what had just happened.

  These powerful military souls, although unmatched in strength, are all of low intelligence. Even if one wise person occasionally appears before death, after death they will be confused by the endless brutal and murderous aura, acting solely on instinct, without knowing what happened to Xuan Yuan Fa Wang's sudden disappearance! However, these yin spirits did sense the living energy within Sima Dao, and with the outer seal being broken by Zhou Qing and his two companions, a thread of living energy still seeped into Sima Dao from the outside mountains, and then leaked into the Tianxing Great Hall. Nearly 2,000 yin spirits roared as they charged into Sima Dao, seeking to escape and find living humans to devour!

  "Ah! Indeed, a thousand ants can kill an elephant!" Xuan Yuan Fa Wang assisted the secret method to break through space and escape, but he didn't forget to glance at Wen Lan Xin in that direction. However, he found that she had already disappeared without a trace, causing his heart to skip a beat and curse inwardly! If it weren't for Wen Lan Xin's current True Yuan Dao Fa being on par with his own, plus having some strange and bizarre immortal family techniques, Xuan Yuan Fa Wang would have probably gone to find trouble with that woman immediately.

  Zhou Qing was exerting his utmost effort to operate the Eight-Nine Xuan Gong in the formation set up by the two great masters, stabilizing his divine consciousness and refining a portion of the spiritual energy stored within his yuan Shen. In the midst of this, the sky suddenly brightened, and five-colored lights appeared in Zhou Qing's mind, with countless fine threads of light entwining and rotating around his brow, gradually condensing into a small, pure white grain about the size of a millet seed. "Is this really the Buddhist Golden Body Relic? Could this be the true Buddhist cultivation method?" Although Zhou Qing was unclear about the specifics of the technique, he knew that the monk's unique relic was formed solely from spiritual energy. As he opened his eyes, his vision became incredibly sharp, and he could vaguely see through to the situation within the Tian Xing Hall beneath the Sima Dao.

  "This is a scene of great enlightenment!" Zhou Qing was overjoyed, but his divine sense scan was different. The divine sense scan relied on intuition and speculation, and this heavenly eye had to be even more advanced, able to clearly see through all obstacles, seeing what he wanted to see. It's said that when the Buddha's heavenly eye opened in the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss, everything in the universe, including the 33 heavens outside the Three Realms, was laid bare with no place to hide.

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