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Yin Yang Demon Suppression
Seeing this scene, a few Mountain Demons were startled and stopped in their tracks. They were clearly among the more intelligent ones, aware of the extraordinary nature of this light barrier, while the others had murky eyes and merely exuded ferocity.
"Chomp!" After the monkey, another Mountain Demon resembling a mantis rushed forward, raising its sharp blade-like claw to stab down. The claw reflected a chilling light under the faint glow of the Fire Bright Technique, resembling a sharp blade; one could imagine its sharpness, likely not far from being able to cut through iron like mud.
"Ding!" Just as the mantis's claw touched the light barrier, a sound of Metal Clashing rang out. It was neither knocked back nor corroded by the golden liquid. This scene made Lin the Old Man's heart skip a beat, but Scarred Ghost discerned various mysteries and became even more wary of Ye Mingshang.
"Roar!" A Tiger Roar echoed, and faintly, a golden Spotted Tiger flashed by. Amidst the roar, a tiger claw swatted away a Mantis Mountain Demon that was about the size of a three-year-old child.
The Mantis Mountain Demon flew backward and crashed heavily into a large tree that several people could embrace. With a loud thud, it splattered into a puddle of flesh, green juices splattering everywhere and leaving a stain on the tree while emitting hissing sounds as it corroded the wood, as if seeking revenge for being smashed.
Although two Mountain Demons had died, the battle was far from over. Countless Mountain Demons continued to surge forward fearlessly, and there were movements in the distance, indicating that their numbers were not limited to just this.
In response, Ye Mingshang felt a heavy heart. As spirits of the mountains and wilderness, Mountain Demons were actually quite difficult to breed. It often took decades or even centuries for one to appear in secluded deep mountains. Even when they gathered, there would be at most a dozen or so. The sheer number appearing now was certainly well over several hundred! Moreover, their appearances were bizarre; there were many that no longer resembled Mountain Demons, yet they still identified as such! Truly strange...
"Roar!" A fire dragon appeared, spiraling around and incinerating several Mountain Demons. Amidst their screams, they were reduced to ashes. The fire dragon did not vanish immediately but roamed within a certain range, with waves of Dragon Roar accompanying cries and black Charcoal falling to the ground.
"Chomp!!!"
"Chomp!!!"
"Chomp!!!"
As the initial buffer passed, those slower Mountain Demons also approached in large groups. At this moment, over a dozen bizarre-looking Mountain Demons were lunging at everyone with claws bared.
"Om Mani Padme Hum!" A series of Buddha's Voice resonated as a golden shockwave rippled outward like water waves meeting those Mountain Demons, creating ripples as if stones had fallen into a lake. Those Mountain Demons were akin to stones; however, instead of sinking into the lake like stones would, they turned into powder.
"So powerful!" Scarred Ghost was astonished. Regardless of whether it was the strange liquid at first or the mighty Golden Tiger fire dragon—he believed he could fight back or at least protect himself. However, this beam of Buddhist light appeared calm yet possessed extraordinary power; even he would likely be reduced to ashes upon contact!
"Chomp!" With their companions dying, the remaining Mountain Demons became even more frenzied. Except for a few that were relatively intelligent, most stomped their feet and howled as they charged forward, only to dissolve into either golden liquid or Charcoal or dust amidst their screams.
Watching as their defenses remained unbreakable and one by one each Mountain Demon fell under various strange attacks, both humans and ghosts stared in shock at the scene before them. Scarred Ghost felt both dread and fear towards Ye Mingshang. Lin Qianqian looked on in admiration. Meanwhile, Lin the Old Man was filled with surprise and awe; as an experienced paranormal enthusiast, witnessing such grandeur in his lifetime made him feel it was worth dying for!
However, although this spell is powerful, they do not realize that the consumption required during its use is also quite terrifying. The consumption of magical energy alone is something that ordinary people cannot bear. The strength of such spells generally requires a level of power above a Real Person, as both the amount of magical energy and the mastery over it, along with the understanding of profound truths, are very important. With the strength of a Real Person, even those with mediocre talent can gain insights through the Underworld and achieve enlightenment, leading to rapid improvement in their abilities.
This is why a Real Person can be called a Real Person. However, compared to enlightenment, there are individuals who achieve breakthroughs through their own understanding. Such individuals are often referred to as geniuses.
Yet not everyone is a genius; most people possess average talent. Moreover, the path one comprehends on their own may not necessarily be stronger than that gained through enlightenment. Many geniuses have chosen enlightenment after their efforts yielded no results.
However, enlightenment also has its drawbacks; after this process, one can at most reach the Master Realm. No matter how strong one's magical energy or deep one's understanding of the path, it is impossible to achieve Xian Dao unless one abandons all cultivation and starts over. But at that point, how many people have enough time and life left to begin anew? This is why immortals are so rare; currently, most beings in the Yin Yang Realm are Real Persons.
Returning to the main topic, the Eight Great Vajra Guardian Techniques require eight capable Real Persons to work together. Because they are not of one body and have different thoughts, maintaining the formation is difficult. However, human wisdom is boundless; predecessors have separated this technique into eight parts so that everyone's magical energy can connect and complement each other while still being individually controlled. Whether it is for defense or offense, whether controlling the Golden Tiger or the Fire Dragon must be planned in advance. The Eight Great Vajra Guardian Techniques are usually large formations that require careful arrangement ahead of time and a high level of coordination among participants.
Few can set up such formations as effortlessly as Ye Mingshang does, completing them in just one or two minutes. This is because his magical energy is exceptionally rich; he has long surpassed ordinary practitioners and has reached the peak of the Master Realm early on. As long as he eliminates the Three Corpse Worms, he can ascend to immortality.
However, what seems simple has blocked countless heroes. Many talented individuals have turned to dust before this Taoist Sect.
Immortality! It is a threshold of the Taoist Sect; it is a barrier. Crossing it allows one to escape from mortal flesh and extend their lifespan significantly while shedding worldly concerns. From then on, there is no need for food; just drinking morning dew suffices to maintain vitality. One becomes immune to all diseases and poisons.
Ye Mingshang's magical energy is incredibly abundant; after reaching his peak years ago, it has increased significantly in both quantity and quality. His magical energy is several times thicker than that of ordinary practitioners. Even monsters of the same level could be worn down by him!
Only he can withstand such terrifying consumption of magical energy; if it were anyone else—even another practitioner—they would likely be unable to hold on at this point. Of course, others would not dare use such methods due to the horrific consumption; once exhausted, it would lead to certain death.
In fact, Ye Mingshang does not wish to resort to such methods, even if those Mountain Demons are peculiar. In front of his absolute strength, they are completely insignificant. The reason he feels so passive now is due to being burdened by these few encumbrances.
He now reflects on why he has become so indecisive; where has that reckless man gone who dared challenge an entire Demon Mountain out of anger? How could his past self ever compromise with others? However, he does not regret any of this.
He feels that this makes him more human; his past self was merely a walking corpse thinking rationally. The current him—capable of joy, anger, sorrow, annoyance, and mischief—truly embodies what it means to be human.
Moreover, while this situation may be troublesome, will Ye Mingshang really fall at the hands of these mountain spirits and wild monsters? The answer is naturally no. If he did not know that even stronger enemies and more severe tests awaited him afterward, he would have already used up his magical energy to eliminate these annoying pests.
"This can't go on like this; these monsters keep appearing endlessly as if there’s no end in sight. I can't afford to exhaust myself against them; otherwise, I might really end up in trouble. If word gets out that I died at the hands of these mountain spirits and wild monsters, I’d be laughed at mercilessly. If my master finds out, he might come down to the Underworld just to teach me a harsh lesson..."
Ye Mingshang thought silently while maintaining the formation with his left hand shaped into a sword finger. With his right hand clawed into the earth, he dug up some soil.
“Clay Sculpture, True Spirit Puppet; grant me divine power, quickly manifest; Urgent Order!”
As Ye Mingshang cast the spell, a thick stream of magical energy flowed from his right hand into the clay in his palm. Then, at a visible speed, the dark clay began to slowly wriggle and gradually took on a human shape.
With the completion of the spell, it transformed into a palm-sized mini version of Ye Mingshang. As the final command was uttered, a misty glow emerged. The figure seemed to come to life.
The figure that had been lying down blinked a few times, its eyes gaining Pupil and vitality. Then it broke free from the constraints of the palm and sprang up like a carp, moving around in Ye Mingshang's hand.
“I leave it to you!” Ye Mingshang said, looking ahead.
The figure nodded silently in response. Then, with arms outstretched, waves of Crystal Light surrounded it as it flew into the air. Initially unsteady and slightly swaying, it soon stabilized after flying two circles. It then revealed a mocking smile and assumed a sprinting posture.
“Whoosh!” A whistling sound erupted as the mini version of Ye Mingshang burst through the light barrier.
“Ah!” As soon as it emerged, several Mountain Demon noticed it and charged forward with claws bared, seemingly intent on tearing it apart to relieve their pent-up frustration.
The curve of the figure's mouth widened even more as it charged straight ahead. Just as they were about to collide, it suddenly made an elegant arc to dodge.
The fierce Mountain Demon, unable to stop its momentum, crashed heavily into another Mountain Demon. The two tumbled together and collided with the light barrier, turning into a splash of blood.
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