Hearing Luo Yaozu's words, Ling Tian smiled.
"You want my things? That's fine, let's see if you have the ability!"
"You're seeking death!" Ling Tian's attitude instantly enraged Luo Yaozu, and he began to chant.
Soon, Ling Tian saw a black mist emerge from Luo Yaozu's body.
"Using Yin Sha to attack people, is that all you've got? No creativity at all!"
"Die!" Luo Yaozu roared, and the mass of Yin Sha circled above his head before lunging directly at Ling Tian.
Just then, Ling Tian flicked his hand, a thought flashed, and three talismans appeared in his hand.
Injecting true essence into the talismans, the three talismans were instantly ignited, transforming into three fireballs.
Ling Tian pointed two fingers forward and commanded, "Hurry!"
The three fireballs flew out in a line, colliding with the approaching Yin Sha.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The three fireballs exploded instantly, their fire talisman power stacking to form a massive fireball four to five meters in diameter.
The entire Yin Sha was consumed by the fireball's thousand-degree heat.
Ling Tian seemed to hear faint roaring sounds.
The flames instantly extinguished, and silence returned to the hall. Luo Yaozu, opposite him, looked at Ling Tian in astonishment.
"Talismans? Are you from the Daoist sect? Where are you from, Mount Longhu?"
"It doesn't matter where I'm from. All you need to know is that I'm here to kill you!"
Ling Tian mocked with disdain, but inwardly, he became a hundred times more cautious of his opponent.
After all, this place was filled with Yin Sha, making it the demon cultivator's home turf!
Moreover, Ling Tian had seen him use Yin Sha to attack, and even though the Yin Sha was destroyed, Luo Yaozu was unharmed, indicating his profound cultivation!
"Kid, I have to admit, you've got some skills, but do you think these few talismans can harm me?
Heh heh..."
Luo Yaozu chuckled, chanted again, and this time, four black shadows flew out from his body. Upon appearing, these shadows danced in the air, greedily absorbing the surrounding Yin Sha.
Ling Tian could vaguely see facial features on these black shadows, and he recognized them as the miners who had died in the mine.
Luo Yaozu was extremely sinister; he had used a secret technique to imprison their souls and refine them into vengeful spirits.
Although these vengeful spirits had not been refined for long, in this environment with rich spiritual energy and abundant Yin Sha underground, their evolution was incredibly fast!
Furthermore, compared to Yin Sha, vengeful spirits possessed a degree of independent thought, making them more difficult to defend against.
Ling Tian chanted, and suddenly, he thrust out his right hand. A golden light flashed, and the Seven Star Sword was in his grasp!
Simultaneously, a thought flashed through Ling Tian's mind, and a full dozen talismans appeared in his right hand.
Ling Tian's cultivation was now far beyond what it was in the past, especially after his soul had been refined in the Soul Refining Furnace. His mental power and focus were far superior to ordinary people.
Therefore, drawing talismans was now effortless for Ling Tian. For low-level talismans like fire talismans, Ling Tian could draw over twenty a day. He had hundreds of fire talismans stockpiled in his spiritual realm, which was his confidence.
Whether it was Yin Sha or vengeful spirits, there was nothing that couldn't be solved with a fire talisman. If not, then two. If still not, then ten!
Luo Yaozu was stunned when he saw the Seven Star Sword in Ling Tian's hand. He recognized the sword's extraordinary nature and felt the energy emanating from it.
However, on the other hand, Luo Yaozu was not overly worried, as he had four vengeful spirits, and as the saying goes, "Even the best boxer can't fight two opponents at once." Moreover, he felt he had other trump cards.
But when he saw the dozen talismans Ling Tian held, his eyeballs nearly popped out.
Talismans were rare even among the Daoist sects in China.
Creating a single talisman consumed a vast amount of energy. Even in places like Mount Longhu, core disciples carried only one or two talismans for protection.
Yet, here was Ling Tian, producing so many fire talismans. Luo Yaozu even suspected Ling Tian had robbed the treasury of Mount Longhu.
Before he could ponder further, Ling Tian injected his true essence into the dozen fire talismans.
What happened next was spectacular. Twelve fireballs, each the size of a human head, soared into the air almost simultaneously, circling Ling Tian and illuminating the dark underground space.
"Hurry!" Ling Tian wasted no words, pointing forward with both hands, launching a direct assault!
The twelve fireballs flew towards the four vengeful spirits separately. Luo Yaozu was greatly alarmed and quickly controlled the four vengeful spirits, attempting to evade the fireballs.
The scene that followed was chaotic. The four vengeful spirits danced and swirled in mid-air, executing various evasive maneuvers, while the twelve fireballs weaved and dodged, pursuing the four vengeful spirits.
This was essentially a battle of mental power, as Luo Yaozu had to control four vengeful spirits, and Ling Tian had to control twelve fireballs. Such an operation was not easy for either of them.
Suddenly, one of the fireballs, which had been chasing the vengeful spirits in mid-air, abruptly changed direction and flew directly towards Luo Yaozu, who was standing still, struggling to control the vengeful spirits.
By the time Luo Yaozu realized something was wrong, it was too late. The fireball struck him directly in the face.
"Boom!"
A massive fireball, over two meters in diameter, engulfed Luo Yaozu. The intense heat and explosive shockwave sent him flying to the ground.
At the moment of the explosion, a large amount of black mist erupted from Luo Yaozu's body, forming a black barrier on his surface. This barrier provided him with effective protection, otherwise, the skin on his face would have been scorched.
Even so, this attack threw Luo Yaozu into disarray. In that instant, he lost control of the four vengeful spirits.
And in that very moment, the remaining eleven fireballs controlled by Ling Tian struck the vengeful spirits squarely.
"Boom! Boom..."
The massive explosions connected, and the flames illuminated the cave as if it were daytime. The four vengeful spirits, after emitting a series of screams, were finally transcended by the flames!
Luo Yaozu, sitting on the ground, couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
It was clear that the deaths of the four vengeful spirits had caused some damage to his soul.
Ling Tian, holding the Seven Star Sword, leisurely walked towards Luo Yaozu, who was sitting on the ground.
"How about it, are you convinced! If not, come at me again!"
"Little brother, please, spare me!" Luo Yaozu's face showed a pleading expression.