Chapter 1083 - 561: Secrets of the Ghost Dao (Part 1)

Chapter 1083: Chapter 561: Secrets of the Ghost Dao (Part 1)

Chen Qingxuan and Feng Yi stood by observing the battle, their expressions grave. Noticing the arrival of Li Mu, they both glanced towards him.

"Elder Li, is the grand array repaired?" Chen Qingxuan looked at Li Mu and asked.

"Yes! Can Sword Master Feng win this battle?" Li Mu nodded, shifting the topic to the battle before them.

The battle of Mahayana Daoist Monarchs has clearly surpassed Li Mu’s current realm. Although he possesses a Divine Soul not inferior to the Daoist Monarch level, facing the battles of Mahayana Daoist Monarchs with their earth-shattering, heaven-toppling power, he felt an indescribable pressure, making it challenging to assess the battle accurately.

"Junior Brother Feng may have just promoted to Mahayana, but his previous accumulation is sufficient, and he’s continuously breaking through himself in the battle. His Sword Intent is pure, and his Sword Techniques grand and magnificent. For now, he seems to handle it with ease." Chen Qingxuan commented with a smile.

"Indeed, but his opponent is a formidable Ghost Race warrior, with rather sinister methods, having well-settled in the Mahayana Dao Realm, not an ordinary person." Feng Yi’s gaze pierced the battlefield, staring directly at the core shrouded in black mist, where the Ghost Race Domain Master Luo Yan’s aura grew increasingly eerie, clearly plotting something sinister. He was ready to intervene at any moment.

Li Mu nodded, lightly waved his hands, and several talismans flew out from his sleeves, circling around him as a precaution.

Present here were several entities at the Daoist Monarch level. Li Mu cultivated the Chaos Dao, and although his overall strength approaches the level of Mahayana Daoist Monarch, he has yet to step into the Integration Realm, only at the Peak of Void Refining, with a gap of two Great Realms from them, he couldn’t be too careful.

Seeing Li Mu’s actions, Chen Qingxuan and Feng Yi exchanged a glance, stepping forward to stand at Li Mu’s sides, jointly observing the battlefield.

The Dao Realm battle between Feng Wuheng and Luo Yan had reached its most intense phase.

Within Feng Wuheng’s Sword Domain, sword light wove like fabric, and the Sword Aura contained an endless intent of slaughter. In the Sword Domain, anything could become a sword, Sword Intent crisscrossed in omnipresence.

Luo Yan’s Netherworld Ghostly Realm presented another scene, black mist pervaded, ghostly aura menacing, like a small world independent of existence, where countless nether creatures roared, devouring everything, severing vitality.

The two distinct Dao Realms clashed like two irreconcilable torrents, fiercely encountering in the void.

Feng Wuheng’s Sword Domain, bright and sharp like the sun high in the sky, advancing where the sword light passed, black mist and ghostly aura retreated, unable to approach, ...

In the Netherworld Ghostly Realm of Luo Yan, he was the deity ruling everything, endless nether creatures under his control surged like a tide towards Feng Wuheng, using numerical advantage to exhaust his Sword Intent and stamina.

"The Dao of Starving Ghosts, Devouring Spirit!" Luo Yan’s voice echoed in the Netherworld Ghostly Realm, carrying a chilling sense.

As his words fell, countless Ghost Objects went frenzied, swarming toward Feng Wuheng to devour his Sword Intent and Sword Qi together, constantly weakening Feng Wuheng’s offensive.

"The Dao of Fierce Ghosts, Heaven Annihilation!" Luo Yan’s voice suddenly became low and solemn, and all the horrible creatures in the Netherworld Ghostly Realm responded to his command.

With the phrase "Heaven Annihilation," countless black mist in the Netherworld Ghostly Realm condensed abruptly, forming a gigantic ghost hand, entwined with pitch-black chains, bearing an earth-shattering momentum, pounced toward Feng Wuheng.

Faced with the ghost hand carrying the momentum of heaven and earth’s destruction, Feng Wuheng did not choose a head-on collision but shifted his form, weaving between the Sword Domain and the Netherworld Ghostly Realm like a swimming dragon.

"Sword and Heart Unity, No Sword, No Self!" Feng Wuheng softly chanted, his figure suddenly became blurry, merging with the Sword Domain, pushing his Sword Intent to unprecedented purity and strength. Subsequently, the long sword in his hand transformed into a stream of light, collided fiercely with the huge ghost hand in the sky, releasing deafening booms.

"The Dao of Evil Ghosts, Slaying Immortals!"

Luo Yan’s chilling voice rang out again, seemingly emerging from the depths of the Nine Netherworlds, piercing through everything. This time, he did not merely use the power of the Netherworld Ghostly Realm but elevated his Ghost Cultivation to the utmost, with his Soul Body and physique entirely merging within, enveloping the battlefield in an unprecedented sinister aura.

Feng Wuheng’s figure halted in mid-air, clearly feeling the horror of this evil power, capable of corroding the mind and stripping away vitality.

At this moment, Chen Qingxuan and Feng Yi also sensed Luo Yan’s transformation and could no longer sit by idly.

"Cyan Kite Dawn, One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Techniques!"

With a furious shout from Feng Yi, the Cyan Kite Dao Sword flew out of his body, suddenly radiating dazzling light.

At this moment, the Spiritual Power within Sword Master Feng’s body seemed to resonate with heaven and earth, the Sword Intent soared into the sky, morphing into a giant Cyan Kite phantom, spreading its wings ready to fly, bearing the sword intent of heaven and earth’s destruction, aimed directly at the core of Luo Yan’s Ghost Realm.

"Incomparable Sword Domain, Geng Metal Sword Tiger, Kill!"

With a large wave of his hand, Chen Qingxuan summoned the Geng Metal Dao Sword, quickly grabbed it in his hand, and was imbued with life, transforming into a massive Golden Tiger, lunging toward Luo Yan.

Simultaneously, Chen Qingxuan’s Geng Metal Dao Realm emerged, manifesting as a golden giant tiger, pouncing toward the Ghost Realm.

Feng Wuheng wasn’t idle either, transforming into a wisp of clear wind merging with the Cyan Rainbow Dao Sword, becoming one with the Sword Domain.

"Sword and Heart Unity, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

With this sword’s stroke, the entire Sword Domain seemed to be activated, countless Sword Qi surged like a tide, converging into a gigantic Sword Pillar, rushing toward the Netherworld Ghostly Realm.