Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
Haitai Ping gripped the God-Slaying Pestle with one hand, exuding an imposing presence.
Though he was a master of the Spirit Realm, standing before such a formidable deity made him feel somewhat nervous. Haitai Ping believed that he had to unleash his full power in a single strike.
He began to twirl the God-Slaying Pestle, which felt surprisingly agile in his hands despite its heavy weight. After a while, feeling comfortable with it, he started to gather his energy, preparing to unleash his most powerful attack.
Haitai Ping spun the God-Slaying Pestle and brought it down towards the air, lifting it up like a spear held steady at his chest, aimed directly at Yan Changting.
Visible white spiritual energy appeared all over Haitai Ping's body, gathering between his hands. A portion of this energy had already entered the God-Slaying Pestle.
The God-Slaying Pestle trembled as if it possessed a spirit of its own, radiating an unusual excitement.
Then, Haitai Ping aimed for Yan Changting's head and hurled the strike with all his might. Unexpectedly, Yan Changting let out a loud shout.
The God-Slaying Pestle slipped from Haitai Ping's grasp and fell to the ground, causing him to stumble back two steps.
"Hahahaha..." Yan Changting laughed unabashedly. "A mere ant! When I have the chance, I will send you into reincarnation!"
Cold sweat dripped down Haitai Ping's back. The truth was that he felt immense fear facing Yan Changting. However, with so many people watching, he could only grit his teeth and pick up the God-Slaying Pestle again. He didn't even bother to gather energy this time; instead, he swung the God-Slaying Pestle directly at Yan Changting's head.
The God-Slaying Pestle sliced through the air with a sharp whistling sound, as if laughing at the impending extraction of brain matter from a living being.
The crowd below held their breath; this deity was about to fall.
No one stepped in to save him; there was no interference. The God-Slaying Pestle was about to make contact with Yan Changting's head.
With no obstacles in its path, the God-Slaying Pestle struck Yan Changting's head. At the point of contact, spiritual energy formed a half-circle around them, showcasing the overwhelming strength of the attack against Yan Changting’s physical resilience alone.
However, what happened next left everyone utterly astonished.
The sound of the God-Slaying Pestle gradually weakened until it vanished completely. Then it rebounded towards Haitai Ping with a whoosh and shot into the sky. Within moments, it came crashing down from above and struck heavily against the Prologue Stele below. The once crowded area instantly erupted into a large pit as people scattered away from the impact.
Many Cultivators had died, and many more were severely injured!
Now, no one questioned the power of the God-Slaying Pestle; they were only astonished by Yan Changting, whose spiritual energy had been sealed!
A deity without spiritual energy could still be so powerful that even a master from the Spirit Realm wielding a divine artifact could not break his skin!
In the large pit below, the God-Slaying Pestle, stained with blood, struck the ground and stood majestically before the Prologue Stele.
Most of those in the pit were disciples of the Xianxia Sect, and now the members of the Xianxia Sect were displeased, causing chaos to erupt.
"Sea Alliance Leader! You must give us an explanation!" Xian Xiucheng said sternly to Haitai Ping.
Xian Xiucheng was the leader of the Xianxia Sect, dressed in a white and blue Daoist robe that exuded righteousness.
"Master Xian! I will certainly provide your sect with an explanation for this matter, but can we wait until this situation is resolved? Rest assured! The Dao Alliance will give a perfect account for these fallen friends!"
"Good!" Xian Xiucheng waved his hand and turned to leave.
The members of the Xianxia Sect followed Xian Xiucheng to the back courtyard of the Dao Alliance. They had come to witness this Exorcism Ritual partly due to the Dao Alliance's invitation and partly out of curiosity, but unexpectedly, a number of their disciples had perished!
Therefore, what would happen next with that deity was of no concern to him; all he cared about was the death of those disciples.
As the Xianxia Sect departed, the chaos in the arena began to subside.
Haitai Ping jumped into the pit, gripping the God-Slaying Pestle tightly and using all his strength to pull it out.
"Sea Alliance Leader? Should we head back for now?" one sect leader suggested.
"Yes, I just remembered there are still some matters left unfinished."
"Besides, who knows what other disasters might occur here..."
“Sea Alliance Leader! Can you at least say something?”
The concerns of many sects were not unfounded. Although Haitai Ping from the Spirit Realm seemed to have an easy time wielding the divine artifact to hunt down the powerless Great Power, the earlier scene had indeed frightened everyone.
“Rest assured, such a thing will never happen again. As you all saw, I was quite nervous about that Demon, and I didn’t use my full strength earlier, which led to this situation. Now that it has come to this point, we cannot stop. I will send people to erect a barrier, and I will unleash all my spiritual power to eliminate it!” Haitai Ping said as he walked toward the Prologue Stele.
Then, the White-Masked Figures approached the Prologue Stele and began to construct the barrier.
Twenty upper-level White-Masked Figures from the Spirit Jade Realm split into four groups and moved to each corner, and astonishingly, there were also four White-Masked Figures from the Spirit Realm leading them!
These twenty-four experts had hidden so deeply within this Dao Alliance!!!
They weren’t even elders; they were merely guardians of treasures!
Under the leadership of the four Spirit Realm leaders, the twenty experts quickly set up the Four Symbols Formation!
Such a powerful Four Symbols Formation could hardly be matched by anything other than a protective sect barrier.
As the Four Symbols Formation was completed, everyone below felt relieved because even if ten more Spirit Realm experts attacked simultaneously, they wouldn’t be able to break through!
Next, Haitai Ping stepped back fifteen paces in front of Yan Changting, gripping the God-Slaying Pestle tightly and channeling all his spiritual power into its edge.
The God-Slaying Pestle was already brimming with power, emitting a sharp roar before it even moved. Once Haitai Ping aimed at Yan Changting, the God-Slaying Pestle shot forward with a howl.
It was somewhat embarrassing for such a master like Haitai Ping to be controlled by an inanimate object, but as long as he could eliminate the Demon before him, he didn’t care about anything else.
The God-Slaying Pestle roared like thunder as it crashed into Yan Changting’s body.
This time, it was clear that the attack had worked; immense pain caused Yan Changting to scream out.
“Ah!!!!”
Everyone present listened to the heart-wrenching roar.
The God-Slaying Pestle had not yet pierced through Yan Changting's body, but his chest had already caved in slightly.
The God-Slaying Pestle continued to exert its force, and suddenly, Yan Changting's roar ceased. His limbs fell limp, motionless.
However, the God-Slaying Pestle did not stop; it kept applying pressure.
At that moment, everyone let out a long sigh of relief. This great deity had finally fallen!
It was such a struggle to slay a deity whose spiritual power was sealed. Fortunately, there were no other deities like the Two Supremes in this world!
Yet, a sense of confusion arose in some people's hearts.
The deity had already fallen, so why had the God-Slaying Pestle not yet stopped?
Why did the God-Slaying Pestle cling tightly to a corpse without letting go?
Comment 0 Comment Count