Super Divine Daoist Skill-Chapter 198: Revised - 197 The 3rd Wave of People, Following (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 198: Revised: Chapter 197 The 3rd Wave of People, Following (Please Subscribe)

With a swift strike, it felt like thunder rolling, divine might descending upon the world.

The air itself rippled from the force.

As the blade passed, the overwhelming power pressed down, causing the void to tremble and a thunderous explosion to resound.

Yu Yong’s face changed dramatically, swiftly swinging his sword to block.

Clang!

The sword aura slashed down, Bai Ziyue’s violent power surged like tumultuous waves, continuously pouring in.

Yu Yong’s sword wasn’t inferior; even though it wasn’t a Treasure Blade, it was considered a renowned sword, manageable to contend with Bai Ziyue’s Black God Saber.

But at the moment the blade lights intersected, the overwhelming and seemingly unstoppable power, along with the inner strength emanating from the blade, struck him like a series of heavy hammers, forcing his body to retreat, and his sword-wielding hand trembled repeatedly.

After the first strike, Bai Ziyue didn’t pause and slashed again.

The sword light swept out, domineering and unparalleled, yet exceedingly fast.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Yu Yong’s long sword rapidly swung up to block, but unable to withstand the seemingly boundless power, he continued to blast back, retreating more than ten meters in the blink of an eye.

Moreover, after just three or four strikes, he felt that his sword-wielding hand no longer seemed to belong to him, with pain so intense it became numb.

Bang!

Finally, after the fifth strike, Yu Yong’s long sword shattered into the air while Bai Ziyue’s Black God Saber continued to descend unabated.

Pop!

An arm soared skyward.

"Ah..."

Yu Yong roared in rage, a fierce aura rising in his heart, advancing instead of retreating, quickly lunging forward, completely disregarding the long blade Bai Ziyue was swinging down again. His muscles twitched rhythmically, and his body suddenly shot up.

In the blink of an eye, he grew from a robust man of only six feet to a towering height of eight feet.

Bai Ziyue’s intended strike at his head landed on his shoulder instead.

Pop!

Like a knife cutting through bamboo, the long blade slashed down, embedding into his shoulder until it reached the scapula before slowing slightly.

"Die!"

Blood oozed from Yu Yong’s mouth, but his eyes burst forth with a fierce light. His remaining hand slowly extended, with a whirlpool of inner strength swirling in his thick palm, pressing towards Bai Ziyue’s chest.

"What a Nine Seals Palm."

Bai Ziyue’s heart skipped a beat. Despite the slow and weak appearance of the palm, within his energy perception, it was swift as lightning and ferociously powerful, a combination of speed and force.

This was indeed the Nine Seals Palm, specifically the seventh move, the Red Dust Immeasurable!

Yu Yong truly was deserving of his title as the Battle Hall Master of the Nine Seals Sect, a second-class expert, decisive and ruthless, creating opportunities out of none to launch this counterattack.

However, despite his praise, Bai Ziyue felt no fear. In that instant, his other hand moved like a phantom, striking silently and invisibly.

Celestial Entwining Hand!

Long ago, Bai Ziyue had perfected this Celestial Entwining Hand technique.

Now, at the peak level of a third-class expert, with all twelve main meridians fully connected, this martial art seemed entirely reborn, as elusive and unpredictable as a horn on a roe deer.

In just a moment, Bai Ziyue’s palm had already wrapped around Yu Yong’s hand, striking at the empty air, and his palm silently landed on Yu Yong’s chest.

Pop!

Yu Yong spat out a mouthful of fresh blood instantaneously. Bai Ziyue swiftly retreated, dodging the bloody mist. Yu Yong remained motionless, lowering his head with a look of bewilderment and horror as he stared at his chest.

There, everything appeared normal, as if nothing had changed, even his skin was unscathed.

But he knew his life force had been severed by Bai Ziyue’s palm, and the turbulent power had shredded his heart like a dagger.

The delay in his death was only due to his formidable life force barely holding on.

"Celestial Entwining Hand?"

He whispered, and then his breath dissipated. His body collapsed, and he died instantly.

In the valley, fog dispersed. Standing thirty or forty meters apart, one could barely see any figures.

Bai Ziyue stood beside Yu Yong’s corpse, letting out a commendatory sigh, "You were indeed a second-class expert, strong in skill and resilient in life force."

"Hmm, the soul energy you gave me is considerable as well."

Glancing at his Soul Energy Points, which had now reached over fifteen thousand, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

This time, although his strength had increased rapidly, the corresponding consumption of soul energy was also substantial. Replenishing over fifteen thousand points in one go was satisfactory.

"This place is no good to stay any longer."

Vaguely hearing the fierce battle continuing deep in the valley, Bai Ziyue felt a sense of urgency, quickly searching Yu Yong’s corpse.

Without caring what the items were, he placed them directly into his beast hide bag.

Standing up, to avoid revealing his actions to others, Bai Ziyue couldn’t help but throw a cluster of orange flames.

Boom!

Orange flames spread instantly the moment they touched Yu Yong’s corpse.

Within moments, his body was completely incinerated, not even leaving a trace of ash.

"As expected, with the enhancement of my Immortal Technique Realm, the power of my spells has also increased significantly."

Bai Ziyue raised an eyebrow, but was not surprised.

If Yu Yong were still alive, he could have used various means to withstand the fire attack. Even when the flames touched him, his inner strength shield and his tough, resilient skin would have protected him from the burning.

However, with his death, his inner strength dispersed, his flesh slackened, and naturally lost its miraculous effectiveness.

Perhaps only those who practice body refining techniques, achieving a fleshly body as resilient as that of a saint, could truly be unafraid of water and fire, and even in death, remain intact like the Golden Buddha Body.

With a few leaps, Bai Ziyue quickly arrived at the corpse of the Di Family Cultivator.

Following the same procedure, he searched the body thoroughly, and then, picking up the small golden sword nearby, he examined it fondly before throwing out another ball of orange-red flames.

Chi!

Almost instantly, the orange-red flames completely incinerated the Di Family Cultivator, burning even faster than Yu Yong’s body.

Only then did Bai Ziyue truly breathe a sigh of relief and quickly shoot out of the valley.

But soon, his expression changed. He paused his steps briefly before decisively retreating in another direction.

"I didn’t expect even people from the Sunburst Gang would come."

Through the mist, Bai Ziyue’s spiritual eye technique was constantly activated, allowing him to quickly spot a group of people cautiously approaching the valley.

Among them were several Hall Masters and Elders from the Sunburst Gang.

Leading the group was none other than the Grand Elder of the Sunburst Gang, Xu Changchun.

He was a martial artist who had reached the peak of the Second-class Expert level ten years ago.

Given his current situation, it was naturally inconvenient to meet the people of the Sunburst Gang. Therefore, he decided to retreat temporarily and exit the valley from another direction.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Just after retreating a short distance, Bai Ziyue quickly sensed a figure rapidly approaching his direction with a leaping motion.

"It’s that zombie!"

Bai Ziyue’s heart skipped a beat. Almost at a glance, he recognized the identity of the figure.

Then, he swiftly focused his eyes as a glimmer of light flashed through them.

"Its storage bag is still there."

The zombie looked extremely miserable at this time. One arm had been severed by who knows who, and its chest, body, and head bore multiple marks from spells and magical artifacts, its flesh torn and its long, sharp fangs adding to its ferocity.

Yet the storage bag at its waist seemed deliberately untouched, hanging intact on its body.

With a thought, Bai Ziyue activated the Breath Concealing Technique to its limit and swiftly dodged aside.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

...

The zombie whizzed past without noticing Bai Ziyue, quickly fleeing into the distance.

Bai Ziyue used the Light Body Technique, Seven-Star Chasing the Moon, maintaining a distance of over a hundred meters from the zombie as he quickly followed.

Soon, the zombie leaped out of the Mist Valley, jumping rapidly through the forest.

Following closely, Bai Ziyue’s figure kept up swiftly.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

After a full ten minutes, Bai Ziyue confirmed that no one would be able to track him for the time being. Given that they were now over ten mountain peaks away from the Mist Valley, he finally decided without hesitation to increase his speed to the maximum.

In an instant, Bai Ziyue’s figure turned into a phantom, quickly closing the distance to within ten zhang of the zombie. With a thought, he retrieved the Soul-Gathering Banner. At the slight shake, he sent out the remaining dozen main souls, driving them towards the zombie.

Immediately, a seven-inch small sword flew out silently.

"Roar!"

The zombie’s range of perception was quite low, but the presence of the Yin Souls lit up like a beacon to it, causing it to react instantly. It let out a loud roar and dashed towards the Yin Souls.

From the previous battle, it had suffered greatly, losing a significant amount of Yin Qi.

To it, these ghostly entities were the perfect supplements, and it wouldn’t miss the opportunity.

Poof!

One main soul didn’t even have time to react before being shattered by the zombie’s powerful strike.

The zombie’s mouth and nose inhaled sharply, sounding like wind and thunder. The dispersed main soul was quickly absorbed into the zombie’s body, becoming an important replenishment.

The zombie’s body shook, its previously weakened aura seeming to recover a bit, as it charged towards the other main souls.

At that moment, under Bai Ziyue’s control, the Cyan Light Sword flashed like lightning, slicing through the zombie’s waist the moment it tried to strike another main soul.

Snap!

The storage bag fell from its body.

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