Cultivation Starts from Killing Pigs-Chapter 311 - 283: Sunlight Shines on the Yin Mansion, Frenzied Priests_2

Chapter 311: Chapter 283: Sunlight Shines on the Yin Mansion, Frenzied Priests_2

High Priest Wuya gasped heavily, staring intently at Zhang Kui and asked, "You are..."

"Sun Exposure Skill!"

Boom!

The terrifying and scorching light once again filled the entire space. The black sand on the Gobi Desert had already been melted before. This time it even started to bubble, and once it solidified, it was estimated to form a massive black glass surface.

The light dimmed again.

"You..."

"Sun Exposure Skill!"

Boom!

Amidst the blazing white light, High Priest Wuya was utterly terrified, feeling that the person before him was a madman.

The altar’s power hummed, seemingly drained to its limits, but even under the protection of the domain’s power, a large number of soldiers screamed painfully as they turned into ashes.

No, we must flee quickly!

High Priest Wuya was scared to his core, frantically waving his hands amidst the blinding white light, using his last strength.

"Shadow Shifting Technique!"

Buzz, buzz, buzz—the altar trembled more violently, and with a crack, a fissure split open the originally smooth, jet-black altar.

But a greenish dark light instantly spread out from the altar’s center, discernible even under the Sun Exposure Skill’s white light.

The green light swiftly contracted, and with a bang, the remaining You Dynasty army disappeared in an instant.

The light gradually dimmed, and the surrounding black mist once again shrouded the sky.

Zhang Kui took a couple of breaths. Even though his mana was considerably drained after using the Sun Exposure Skill three times in a row, he managed to recover more than half with just a few breaths.

If needed, he could do it three more times.

His thinking was simple.

If you can’t solve the problem, then eliminate the problem creators.

No matter what evil gods or monsters, if one Sun Exposure Skill doesn’t work, just use it a few more times.

Unfortunately, he hadn’t anticipated that the evil god’s altar of the You Dynasty had such a function.

But it must have come at a high cost, or they would have fled long ago.

Zhang Kui looked around. In a hundred-mile radius, desolation prevailed, and even the eerie creatures of the Underworld had vanished without a trace. No one knew where the You Dynasty army had gone.

For now, he couldn’t bother with those guys. Zhang Kui turned and flew towards Divine Island City.

The immediate concern was ensuring the safety of Yuan Huang and the others.

Soon, he returned to the Divine City.

To avoid any accidents, the Dragonbone Divine Ship was parked in a nearby wilderness. Yuan Huang and Bao Wuxin were already unconscious on the ground. In their divine souls, the sinister and eerie green divine power was still there, but it wasn’t as active as before, now seeming somewhat stiff.

Zhang Kui’s eyes narrowed slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the separated Divine Court Bell appeared in the air, radiating golden light as Tai Shi’s majestic Golden Body Dharma Aspect strode out.

"Disaster Exorcism Skill!"

"Crisis Resolution Skill!"

As Zhang Kui’s hands formed spell seals, Tai Shi behind him also raised his gigantic golden hands. The two divine skills jointly cast, unleashing a torrent of golden light.

As a cacophonous whispering sound faded, the ominous green divine power within Yuan Huang and the others was completely purged.

Zhang Kui sighed in relief and then looked towards the distant sky, his eyes filled with grave seriousness.

Not to mention the mutated powers of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty, these "Alien Invaders" seem to be terrifying entities capable of projecting their powers across vast stretches of time and space through altars.

Even without personally descending, the bizarre nature of these powers makes them impossible for ordinary creatures to defend against.

Given this trajectory, they will inevitably face each one in the future, and a strategy must be devised to prevent it, as he can’t always be there to rescue.

Thinking of this, Zhang Kui shook his head slightly and commanded the Dragonbone Divine Ship back to Divine Island City.

The You Dynasty army had been decimated by his Sun Exposure nuclear strikes, with only a tenth surviving. The immediate priority was to complete the repairs on the remaining Soul Suppressing Towers.

Moreover, to thoroughly arrange and fortify the area...

........

In a dim, dark fog, amidst a desolate, ruined gorge, black sands surged, and moans could be heard everywhere.

The remaining forces of the You Dynasty were all gathered here. The small altars could no longer withstand the onslaught during the second round of Sun Exposure and had shattered, leaving only the central altar, which now bore a nearly ten-meter-long crack.

"Who on earth is he!"

High Priest Wuya was in a complete fury, standing precariously on the altar, face contorted and shouting maniacally.

Though they had exhausted the altar’s power to escape, the cost was severe, and not everyone could endure the warped space.

In the You Dynasty army, all cultivators of the Grain Avoidance Realm had perished, and most of those in the Celestial Tribulation Realm, already exhausted, exploded directly during the space shift, their souls dissipating in the void.

The grand expeditionary force had been blasted and bombarded by Zhang Kui, leaving only a little over ten Mahayana Realm cultivators, fifty-some Divine Travel Realm cultivators, and fewer than a hundred Celestial Tribulation Realm cultivators, all injured, desperately praying to dispel the True Sun Fire heat within them.

"High Priest, I... we don’t know..."

The priests around him were drenched in sweat, trembling all over with heads bowed.

Their continent was across a terrifying ocean from the Eastern Continent, with the Sea Race blocking the way. The legendary Sea Eye channel was also fraught with peril, and they had lost contact for thousands of years.

This time, it was clear that High Priest Wuya was eager for merit, blindly deploying troops; but within the fierce hierarchy of the You Dynasty, they dared not voice this fear of incurring wrath and meeting a dire fate.

Wuya gasped, eyes full of grim fury. Under normal circumstances, he would have lashed out, but the grievous losses forced him to suppress his mad anger.

After calming himself slightly, he surveyed the broken remnants of his army, pondering endlessly.

The war with the Sea Race had dragged on interminably. The enemy had potent protective powers, and both sides were locked in bloody stalemate.

Honestly, the ossified leadership of the You Dynasty meant that he had ventured out with an army, harboring ambitions of winning glory and advancing to Chief Priest status.

Yet he hadn’t even near the Underworld Channel when disaster struck. Forget capturing the Eastern Continent or blood-sacrificing thousands of beings; returning home without a military and altar’s Grand Array was fraught with danger.

What to do...

While he was deep in thought, a deafening roar suddenly came from afar. The gorge of the Demon-Entering Mountain Ancestor was not far away.

High Priest Wuya stood up abruptly, a volatile look on his face that eventually twisted into a mad determination...

........

Three days later.

Boom!

The last Soul Suppressing Tower was consecrated, igniting a roaring True Sun Fire.

On the vast Gobi Desert, atop the high mountains, the eighteen Soul Suppressing Towers around Divine Island City were all shrouded in divine fire. They stood like eighteen lighthouses, dispelling the overwhelming darkness and illuminating the entire Divine Island City.

Indeed, Zhang Kui had consecrated all the Soul Suppressing Towers one by one.

Unlike the Golden Soul Suppressing Tower aboard the Dragonbone Divine Ship, these towers were simply engraved with basic array formations, infused with a trace of True Sun Fire’s power. Without the mysterious crystal stone from the Demon Banner, a Divine Fire Domain had not been formed.

Naturally, the time expended was considerably reduced, given Zhang Kui’s current cultivation, it was an easy task.

Though lacking a Divine Fire Domain, the eighteen Soul Suppressing Towers were connected as one entity, and forged by True Sun Fire, their power surpassed that of the past. The eerie beings of the Underworld prowling the plains loathed and fled from the area.

They wouldn’t come near unless another Black Tide formed.

The Kaiyuan Divine Dynasty army moved in.

Everyone looked on with curiosity. The Underworld, legendary in ancient history, was once again under the dominion of the Divine Continent’s human race.

Though their own cultivation was still shallow, inside Divine Island City, illuminated by the True Sun Fire Soul Suppressing Towers, looking outwards bore only witness to a shrouded landscape of black mist and incessant wailing, chilling to the bone.

Profound Pavilion cultivators moved in, measuring everywhere with rulers, determined to forge an impregnable bastion here. The entire Divine City was abuzz, hard to imagine as the fabled Underworld.

Meanwhile, Zhang Kui steered the Dragonbone Divine Ship, its brilliant glow flashing through and slipping away into the black mist.

An unease lingered in his heart, the sinister powers of the "Alien Invaders" left him wary and vigilant.

For now, the priority was to extinguish every last one of the evil god’s followers.

In the canyon thousands of miles away, the terrifying Black Tide had dissipated. The mountain-like figure of the Demon-Entering Mountain Ancestor sat crosslegged, the dark halo behind his head growing even more obscure.

What High Priest Wuya said was true; the Mountain Ancestor, in despair then, tried to steal the Dark God’s power and fell into complete madness.

Now fallen into the Underworld, consuming masses of Underworld creatures, something inexplicable had occurred.

Across the plains, High Priest Wuya stood upon the altar, surrounded by the eerie green-flame-bound You Dynasty army. Some cursed with terrified eyes, while others gazed skyward with manic fervor.

Panting heavily, green flames surged in his eyes, High Priest Wuya revealed a deranged smile.

He intended to blood-sacrifice them all, using the Demon-Entering Mountain Ancestor as a vessel, to summon the Dark God’s clone to descend...