Ethereal ghost qi surged from all directions, countless ghost heads flying out like a plague of locusts, harvesting the cultivators who were merely watching from afar.
"Ah! Run, the Black Nether Old Ghost has attacked us!"
"Damn it! Black Nether Old Ghost, may you die a horrible death!"
"Help! Someone save me!"
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After a period of chaos, not a single one of the hundreds of cultivators escaped.
They had committed no crime; they were merely there to watch the excitement. But they were also at fault. Their restless curiosity was a fault. Their low strength and lack of backing were faults. Not knowing how to adapt to the situation and retreat early was a fault.
In short, their fault was being the weak.
Black Nether Supreme was the strong.
Therefore, Black Nether wanted them dead to silence them, and he killed them without any scruples or consideration.
Meanwhile, Qing Ling, who was in a difficult situation with the Ten Great Soul Slaying Ghost Kings, let out a relaxed smile.
With a single sentence, he had dispatched two opponents of unknown strength, and he had also eliminated all the cultivators nearby who knew of the Purple Nether Lotus's appearance. This karma did not fall upon him, but upon Black Nether Supreme.
Qing Ling's shout earlier had no intention of seeking help from Xing Ling and the other two. He was merely reminding the old ghost that he had two opponents, and he was using the Black Nether Ghost Child's hand to clear the area.
If he were to act himself, it would be too strenuous, and it would also go against his original intention to kill indiscriminately. Borrowing a knife to kill, it was his doing and it was not his doing!
Killing humans, beasts, or gods was all the same; it depended on whether he harbored the intent to kill.
The heavens and earth fell silent. Above the Charm Forest, which had existed for countless years, ten thousand ghosts ran rampant, the sky turned to nether, and the earth darkened to black. The Ten Great Soul Slaying Ghost Kings had already set up a ten-directional killing formation, with ten thousand ghosts as the formation.
Above the sky, a giant ghost palm pressed down, like the lid of a cauldron, sealing the heavens.
Beneath the earth, ghost nether qi surged up, like the bottom of a cauldron, sealing the path below.
There was no escape to the heavens, no path to the earth. Ghosts surrounded them from all four sides, neither entering the heavens nor touching the earth, like wandering specters, akin to mayflies clinging to heaven and earth, yet not belonging to them.
The Black Nether Ghost Child laughed loudly, shaking the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul Banner, which conjured nether qi that turned into a blazing black flame.
Using heaven and earth as a bronze furnace, ten thousand ghosts as fuel, and the netherworld as divine fire, he was refining a god.
Within the Divine Refining Formation, Qing Ling watched the ten thousand ghosts encroach and couldn't help but shake his head. This old ghost dared not confront him directly, perhaps still traumatized by the God Punishing Arrow, and was now trying to wear him down.
The ten Taiyi Ghost Kings attacked his surrounding lotus sea non-stop. Each strike shattered hundreds of purple lotuses. The lotuses perished and then bloomed again, endlessly.
Ghost heads in the sky roared, and the ghost nether qi from the ground continuously eroded. The ghost fire burned with increasing coldness, its chill seeping into the body and into the primordial spirit.
Although he was unharmed for the moment, Qing Ling truly feared being worn down like this. After all, no matter how vast his magic power, it was not as deep as that of a Da Luo, and being trapped within unable to absorb the vital energy of heaven and earth to replenish himself, he would surely die if this continued.
Even a Da Luo avatar, though merely an avatar, possessed terrifying strength and the power of a Da Luo. Ordinary Taiyi cultivators would face certain death.
Qing Ling probed the formation, his primordial spirit deducing layer after layer, but he could not break through the profound mysteries of the formation.
As if sensing Qing Ling's primordial spirit's probing, the Black Nether Ghost Child laughed and transmitted his voice: "Boy, you still want to break out of the formation. I advise you not to think too much about it. Once you enter my Ten Ghosts Heavenly Array, it is impossible to get out."
Qing Ling's heart was as calm as still water, not a ripple stirred. He replied faintly, "Since senior will not let me out, then I will directly break your formation!"
The Black Nether Ghost Child heard this and couldn't help but laugh: "Boy, I admit you are strong. Even this avatar of mine is no match for you.
But, once you enter my formation...
You will... will..."
A heaven-piercing green vine shot straight into the clouds. The powerful Wood Dao laws shattered all obstruction and surged upwards to the nine heavens.
Qing Ling's lips curved into a smile as he looked at the stunned and speechless Black Nether Ghost Child: "Once I enter your formation, what then?"
The other party was clearly shocked and roared, "How is this possible!? Where are my Ten Great Ghost Kings?"
Qing Ling pointed to the sky. A black and white world appeared. In the Life Dao Realm, ten giant ghost kings were entangled by countless life Dao vines.
"Are you talking about them?
I've already invited them in for a nap.
Senior, would you like to go in for a nap too?"
Qing Ling's pupils flickered with black and white. He anticipated that the enraged Black Nether Ghost Child would meet his gaze at this moment. Their eyes met.
To meet a god was an instant of life and death. The flower seed had been sown. That year, that day, at that time, the flower would eventually bloom!
Black Nether's heart trembled. He hastily mobilized the laws within him to suppress them, using the laws of the Netherworld Great Dao to suppress the laws of life and death.
A trace of panic arose in his heart. In an instant, his body became ethereal, transforming into a ball of pure, innate Netherworld qi. He used his ethereal body to resist the Luosheng flower that was gradually growing within him.
Furthermore, he formed a formation with Yin, gathering myriad Yin. Countless spirit patterns on the earth flickered, and a profound spatial law emanated. A massive pillar of light shot up into the sky, revealing a spatial teleportation array!
When Qing Ling saw that ball of innate Netherworld qi, the divine arrow he had prepared in his sleeve was suddenly retracted.
This innate Netherworld qi was a good thing. It would be a loss to disperse it.
He pointed to the giant green vine behind him. The Cycle of Life and Death Dao Realm was split in two by the vine.
The world filled with black qi was rich with deathly energy. The white life world was filled with hope. A green vine stood in the center of black and white, dividing Yin and Yang.
Qing Ling's palm floated, and the Wood Dao laws merged. He shouted, "Life has red leaves, death has purple lotuses, the green vine path connects all eternity!"
As his voice fell, in the life realm to the left of the green vine, a giant red-leafed Chinese toon tree appeared, injecting vast life force. To the right of the green vine, purple lotuses spun, and a thousand lotuses fell into the earth, reaching the depths of death.
Life and death rotated and merged, transforming into black and white qi that entered the Green Vine Jian Mu. Once the green vine gained life and death, it shattered the heavens for eternity and entered the bamboo.
The giant vine soared high above the heavens and plunged down into the mortal world. The green vine, encompassing all phenomena, rolled up the Black Nether. It drew heavenly branches from above and grounded itself below. Its immeasurable might even forcefully broke through the spatial void, pulling the innate Netherworld qi transformed by the Black Nether into the realm of life and death.
In the realm of life and death, the green vine reached the heavens. Beneath the great vine, among the primordial spirits of the Golden Immortals and Taiyi that were suppressed, there was now another ball of innate Netherworld qi!
Black Nether was suppressed and entered the realm of life and death, and the spatial array that had not yet succeeded naturally stopped.
However, after Qing Ling gathered all the phenomena, he did not hesitate and fled.
The main body of Black Nether Supreme had likely sensed the spatial coordinates. With the great power of an adept, even the farthest distance was no longer a distance.
Qing Ling fled at full speed, pushing the Myriad Heaven Net to its limit. The Myriad Heaven Dao Prohibition traversed the void with the Tai Xu laws, heading straight for the Eastern Wasteland.
And shortly after Qing Ling escaped, above the Charm Forest, black clouds converged, ten directions of Yin qi gathered, the void shattered, and through a vortex in the sky, a young boy stepped out.
His appearance and build were identical to the Black Nether Ghost Child, but his aura was terrifyingly powerful. It was the true form of the Da Luo Supreme descending!
Black Nether Supreme coldly snorted: "Very good! The innate Netherworld qi and the Ten Great Ghost Kings, which I painstakingly sought, have been taken advantage of by another."