Chapter 1084 - 561: Secrets of the Ghost Dao (Part 1)

Chapter 1084: Chapter 561: Secrets of the Ghost Dao (Part 1)

"Boom!" A thunderous explosion shook the whole realm, as the three Dao Swords collided intensely with Luo Yan’s Netherworld Ghostly Realm, creating unprecedented shockwaves. The entire void seemed to tremble under this force, with spatial cracks spreading out like a spider web, emitting destructive energy fluctuations. The Netherworld Ghostly Realm began to collapse and disintegrate, numerous ghost shadows wailing mournfully, transforming into black mist and dissipating into the unseen.

At this moment, a hint of ferocity and determination flashed in Luo Yan’s eyes; today’s battle had reached a life-or-death point. Facing the joint attack of three peer-level experts, even a Ghost Race powerhouse like him had to exert all his strength.

"Dao of Ghosts, a thousand ghost shadows, Escape!"

Luo Yan roared, his entire body abruptly surged with ghost qi. Among the black mist, his figure seemed to warp, transforming into a myriad of ghost shadows, each emanating the same malevolent and powerful aura.

Luo Yan’s figure began to blur before everyone’s eyes, eventually turning into a wisp of black smoke, merging into the myriad ghost shadows. At an imperceptible speed to the naked eye, he escaped in all directions, penetrating through Feng Yi and Chen Qingxuan’s Sword Aura, and Feng Wuheng’s Sword Pillar, fleeing in an unbelievable manner.

"Not good, he used a secret technique to escape!" Chen Qingxuan sprang up, chasing after individual ’Luo Yan’, the sword light dispersed black mist, yet Luo Yan’s true form was nowhere to be found.

"We absolutely can’t let him escape!" Feng Yi followed closely, pursuing in another direction.

"Cyan Wind Sword Shadow, nowhere to hide!" Feng Yi uttered in a low voice, the Cyan Kite Dao Sword carved a dazzling trail in the air, its tip seemingly possessing spirituality, automatically locking onto the most enigmatic wisp among the myriad ghost shadows, the direction Luo Yan’s true form was fleeing. The Cyan Kite Sword Light twisted the space it passed through, leaving cyan trails in pursuit relentlessly.

Seeing this, Feng Wuheng did not blindly chase. Instead, his figure flickered and merged back into the Sword Domain, making the Sword Intent even more concentrated, as if the entire Sword Domain became his eyes, surveilling every inch of surrounding space.

"What the Sword Heart perceives, exists everywhere."

Feng Wuheng’s Sword Domain expanded a hundredfold, a thousandfold. Every strand of Sword Qi seemed to become his sensing antenna, sweeping through ghost shadows, searching for Luo Yan’s trail.

Chen Qingxuan, meanwhile, chased while continuously releasing Geng Metal Sword Qi, each streak like sharp blades, cutting through space, attempting to force out Luo Yan’s true form. His Geng Metal Dao Realm also followed closely, transforming into golden giant tigers, rampaging through the void, hunting down every ghost shadow along the way.

"Luo Yan, you can’t escape!" Chen Qingxuan’s voice echoed in the void, full of determination and resolve; today’s battle was of great significance, Luo Yan must not slip away, or the consequences would be unthinkable.

The Array of Two Realms Channel Seal remained intact. However, how Luo Yan, the Mahayana Domain Master of the Demon Abyss Ghost Race, breached the channel sealing array and entered this realm was uncomprehensible.

This realization cast a shadow over everyone’s hearts. Luo Yan’s ability to break through the sealing array not only implied exceptional power and means but also exposed deeper infiltration strategies of the Demon Abyss in this realm.

They had to catch him no matter what, seal the passage between the Demon Abyss and this realm completely, and isolate it.

The three individuals executed the Mahayana Daoist Monarch’s tracking techniques to utmost perfection. However, the Netherworld Ghost Race naturally excelled in hiding and escaping. Luo Yan, as the Mahayana Domain Master of the Demon Abyss Ghost Race, exploited this innate skill to the fullest. Even under Feng Wuheng’s all-seeing Sword Domain, Luo Yan remained elusive like a ghost.

Quickly, the three returned and resolved to efficiently hunt down all escaping ghost shadows, yet they failed to locate Luo Yan’s true form.

"He seems to be utilizing the unique environment of the Netherworld Ghost Realm, melding with the ghost qi here to evade our pursuit. He must still be in this place." Feng Wuheng furrowed his brows, analyzing Luo Yan’s escape strategy.

Upon hearing this, Chen Qingxuan’s sword light grew sharper, Geng Metal Sword Qi interweaving in the air like a net, aiming to completely seal this area: "If that’s the case, we’ll use absolute power to purify this space and see where he can still run!"

Feng Yi nodded in agreement, the Cyan Kite Dao Sword swung again, purifying all visible ghost shadows within the sword light’s reach, revealing a brief moment of clarity. However, Luo Yan’s true form remained hidden.

The three exchanged glances, stumped by Luo Yan’s hiding skills.

"This approach won’t work; we need to exploit the Ghost Race’s weaknesses to force him out," Feng Wuheng calmly analyzed.

Chen Qingxuan spoke in a deep voice, "The Ghost Race must fear extreme yang and firm materials; we might use that to force him out."

"Elder Li, have you discovered anything?"

Feng Yi turned to Li Mu, who was surveying the surroundings as if he had found some clues.

Upon hearing this, Chen Qingxuan’s eyes shined, looking expectantly at Li Mu. He recalled how Li Mu previously detected the escape trick of the Blood Demon Race from the Demon Abyss forces, making him particularly keen about Li Mu’s abilities.

Li Mu furrowed his brow, his eyes flashing with intelligence, scanning repeatedly and exercising his Innate Divine Power - Recognition of Ten Thousand Spirits, attempting to pinpoint Luo Yan’s hiding spot.

Soon, Li Mu caught sight of a space fissure masked by ghost qi, his Divine Sense delved in, sensing its depth without reaching its end.

Following Li Mu’s gaze, the three looked towards that calm corner, where a submerged Nether Ghost Shadow emitted faint ghost qi. Expanding their Daoist Monarch Divine Sense, they probed into that region.

The three’s expressions changed collectively. The previously faint ghost qi revealed its true nature as their Divine Sense deepened.

"If I’m not mistaken, that Ghost Race Daoist Monarch utilized a Ghost Race Dao Artifact, opening a space-time fissure. If we don’t hurry to pursue, it might soon close." Li Mu explained solemnly.

As his words fell, Li Mu rapidly formed seals, spiritual power surged around him.

"Array of Heaven and Earth, guided by Ten Thousand Spirits, Open!" Li Mu declared. From his center, innumerable visible spiritual array patterns flowed out, forming into streams of light, rapidly weaving into a complex and mysterious array in the air.

As the Space-Time Array took shape, it emitted a faint glow, repelling the surrounding ghost qi, stabilizing the imperceptible space-time fissure, creating a relatively stable region.

Meanwhile, with Li Mu’s continuous output of spiritual power, the space-time fissure showed signs of expansion under the array’s effect, albeit slowly, but enough to grant the trio a chance to delve within.

"Three Daoist Monarchs, the Ghost Race expert likely escaped through this passage; pursuing may encounter unpredictable formidable foes." Li Mu advised the trio solemnly.

"Elder Li, spare no words, we must drag him back!" Chen Qingxuan interrupted Li Mu’s counsel, immediately preparing to dive in.

"Daoist Monarch Chen, wait a moment!" Li Mu quickly halted, with a thought, he retrieved several array tokens from the Merak Ring, promptly setting up a Space-Time Teleportation Array. As the final token settled, the teleportation array radiated brightly.

"This teleportation array ensures swift retreat at critical moments; these teleportation array tokens enable return from miles away." Seeing this, Li Mu again produced three jade tokens, handing them to the three Daoist Monarchs.

Chen Qingxuan nodded, took the jade token, and transformed into a wisp of sword light, entering the space-time fissure.

Feng Yi and Feng Wuheng, unwilling to lag behind, followed Chen Qingxuan, transforming into two streams of light, plunging into the space-time fissure. Li Mu’s figure flickered, turning into a shadow following closely.

Inside the space-time fissure, the space twisted, time seemed to lose significance.

The four swiftly traversed the space-time passage, maintaining a sense of direction barely due to their powerful cultivation. As they delved deeper, the surrounding scene grew increasingly bizarre, pressure intensifying, as if being enveloped by a terrifying abyss.

The next moment, the four suddenly appeared in the Outer Realm, emerging on a dim planet, everywhere they looked, surrounded by formidable enemies.