Old Mo unleashed his full cultivation.
Empowered by his nascent Profound Core cultivation and the Life-Extending Elixir he'd previously consumed, his speed was astonishing.
Leaping into the air, he soared more than five meters high.
From his vantage point, he looked down at the female ghost absorbing her inner core.
He brought his twin axes down, aiming directly at her.
The female ghost glared at Old Mo, her face contorted with ferocity.
Yet, she knew her chance for advancement was lost.
With a wide gulp, she drew the inner core into her abdomen.
She flickered with an unnatural arc in mid-air.
In an instant, she evaded Old Mo's strike.
Instead, she spun around, her claws lunging towards Old Mo's head.
"Damn living being, die..."
The female ghost roared in fury.
As Old Mo landed, he spun around and blocked with his twin axes.
Two muffled thuds echoed.
The surge of protective energy reverberated, forcing Old Mo to his knees.
Clearly, in terms of basic cultivation, Old Mo was no match for the female ghost.
Her strength, at the peak of Yellow Garb, seemed to reach the late stage of Profound Core.
Knowing he was outmatched, Old Mo hastily pushed the female ghost away and began to retreat…
Simultaneously, the remaining nine ghost slaves lunged at me.
As I watched the nine ghosts charge, my seventeen strands of True Qi began to rotate wildly within me.
My entire Dao aura was released.
Holding the Yin and Yang Orbs, I instantly activated the Yin and Yang energies within my own dantian.
In mere moments, the twin orbs unleashed two streams of energy, one red and one white, one cold and one hot.
Then, the orbs flew from my hands, entwining, and suspended to my left and right before me.
Seeing the approaching ghosts, I formed a sword finger with my left hand and pointed forward.
"Chí!"
With two whooshing sounds, the twin orbs shot out.
These nine ghosts possessed some strength, mostly at the early stage of Soul Palace.
But facing me at my current level, they were merely appetizers.
The Yin and Yang Orbs, like bullets, instantly pierced through two ghost slaves.
One burst into flames, turning to ashes.
The other was frozen into an ice sculpture, disintegrating into dust in the air.
Gripping the fox claws in my right hand, I pushed forward with my foot.
I lunged at a male ghost that was closing in, stabbing forward.
The male ghost didn't even have time to perceive my movement before I pierced its forehead with the fox claws.
It exploded on the spot, its soul scattering.
It didn't even have time to scream.
In the blink of an eye, I had dispatched three ghosts, leaving six.
The twin orbs continued to circle, the resonance of Yin and Yang energies filling the ghosts with terror.
The Yin and Yang energies made these ghosts feel oppressed and threatened.
But controlled by the Yellow Garb ghost, they still did not cease their assault on me.
From my left, a ghost swiped at my face.
I yanked my head back and glared.
My left hand, previously a sword finger, transformed into a palm, grabbing the ghost slave's wrist and flinging it backward.
With a "bang," the ghost slave was hurled several meters away.
The ghost slave cried out in pain, rolling on the ground, unable to rise for a moment.
My left hand formed a sword finger again, controlling the Yin and Yang Orbs to continue their attack.
"Swish, swish."
The twin orbs transformed into two beams of light, one red and one white, and with renewed speed, they shot through two more ghost slaves.
Amidst two screams, two more ghost slaves perished.
In moments, I had killed five ghosts and critically wounded one.
Adding the ghost slave that was impaled by the peach wood sword earlier.
Now, only three ghosts remained.
And this was all accomplished in mere seconds.
Chen Yao, who had been hiding to the side, was stunned into silence.
It was like watching a fantasy drama, with sword control, magical orbs, ghosts, and divine arts all manifesting within those few seconds.
She hadn't expected my abilities to be so formidable.
So much more powerful than when I was at the hospital last time.
And this was precisely the outcome I desired.
I had no intention of playing coy with these ghosts, engaging in a prolonged fight. I immediately unleashed my trump cards.
The Qiankun True Law, the Yin Yang Treasure Orbs, and the Fox Claws.
Each was a skill honed to perfection.
I intended to eliminate these nine ghosts in the shortest possible time.
Then, I would regroup with Old Mo and together defeat the Yellow Garb female ghost.
The remaining three ghost slaves now looked at me with immense fear.
With my treasure orbs circling me, and the Yin and Yang energies resonating around me,
They dared not advance.
On the other side, the female ghost was relentlessly pursuing Old Mo, who hadn't activated his divine summoning technique.
Just as it seemed he was about to be overwhelmed,
Old Mo suddenly let out a low growl:
"Lightning Art; Lightning Axe!"
As soon as he spoke, Old Mo's body trembled.
The lightning incantations in Old Mo's hands suddenly flashed.
The next second, two crackling sounds could be heard.
The two peach wood axes he held crackled with several strands of electricity.
Old Mo gripped the electrified axes and swung them fiercely at the female ghost.
With each swing, a crackling sound of electricity accompanied it.
Standing not far away, I was also astonished.
This… this was incredible!
When did Old Mo learn this new divine art?
The visual impact was so intense.
It looked so powerful.
It seemed Old Mo's cultivation had progressed, and so had his lightning arts.
Seeing that Old Mo could hold his own against the Yellow Garb female ghost for the moment, I felt reassured.
I turned my gaze back to the last three ghost slaves, my killing intent radiating outwards.
The three ghosts, seeing my stare,
Recoiled in terror, clearly sensing my killing intent.
With a cold snort,
I lunged at the three ghosts, simultaneously extending one hand.
The Seven Star Fire Sword, which had fallen to the ground earlier, returned to my hand.
The three ghosts attempted to flee.
But as they retreated, the Yellow Garb ghost on the other side let out a low growl.
The three ghost slaves, with nowhere left to retreat, could only stare at me with their white eyes.
With a final roar, they charged at me in a frenzy:
"Aoo!"
Raising their claws, they lunged at me.
I tightened my grip on the peach wood sword and raised it for a strike.
At the same time, I softly chanted:
"Heaven and Earth Without Bounds, Qiankun Holds the Law, Break!"
The first level of the Qiankun True Art's profound meaning.
Instantly, a surge of protective energy, mixed with Yin and Yang energies, radiated outwards.
With a "bang," it blasted forth.
How could the three ghost slaves withstand it?
They cried out in pain, were flung backward, and fell to the ground, gravely injured.
None could rise.
I looked at the severely wounded ghosts, paying no heed to their fate.
Instead, I turned my gaze towards the Yellow Garb female ghost locked in combat with Old Mo.
I called out:
"Old Mo, I'm here…"