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Liu Linglang let out a long howl, resonating like thunder, his voice echoing through the nine heavens. A red glow radiated from his body, growing ever more intense, trailing a long tail of light behind him. The massive stones on the ground tumbled into the bottomless chasms, while countless Yin Spirits surged forth like a chaotic dance of demons, crawling out from the earth. A foul stench filled the air, and the thick scent of blood enveloped the hill, transforming it into a sea of crimson.
Wang Chuyi commanded the horde of ghosts with a booming voice, urging more and more apparitions to emerge from the ground. Lin Lingsu's black hair was whipped about by the chilling wind as she conjured the Seven Star Sword in her hand and leaped toward Wang Chuyi, shouting fiercely, "Wang Chuyi, return the lives of my entire Lin family!" In an instant, sword energy surged forth, blue light swirling wildly. Wang Chuyi laughed heartily, fingers dancing in the air as waves of energy rolled toward Lin Lingsu. "Girl, just stand by and watch; your grandfather will naturally resolve this matter for your family."
"Die!" Lin Lingsu's face turned icy as a scar on her cheek glowed ominously. With a fierce thrust of her sword, Wang Chuyi retreated while engaging her in battle. In no time at all, they had exchanged ten blows. Wang Chuyi cackled, "Old Wei, can you really not withstand this?"
Wei Qiuxi's face flickered between red and white as he cultivated his energy. Hearing this, he chuckled softly and replied, "It's just a minor injury; I don't take it to heart. I'm merely concerned that you might be worried about the girl, so I haven't gone all out."
As Wang Chuyi moved his hands, the gathered Evil Energy began to dissipate. He could no longer concentrate on controlling the Yin Spirits and urgently said, "Just go all out; it won't matter."
Wei Qiuxi's expression shifted unpredictably as he coldly remarked, "If I injure this girl, don't blame me."
"Not at all," Wang Chuyi replied without hesitation, hoping Wei Qiuxi would keep Lin Lingsu occupied.
Boom! Boom! Boom! The sound of explosions echoed as massive stones fell from the mountain. The two Drought Corpses clashed mid-air against each other with tremendous force. The mountains trembled violently as cracks erupted along its walls, causing explosions to erupt! One Drought Corpse lunged at Liu Linglang with a claw aimed directly at him. Liu Linglang showed no fear and let out an eerie roar, unleashing a beam of red light that shot straight toward the Drought Corpse.
The Drought Corpse took Liu Linglang's attack head-on and staggered back with a howl of surprise before laughing loudly. "Good lad! Given time, you will completely surpass me. But for now, let me take you down first."
With a thunderous crash, half of the hill collapsed.
Wang Chuyi was drenched in cold sweat as he pulled seven flags from his robe and placed them in the Bagua positions while standing in the Qian position himself. He shouted loudly, "All disciples of the Wang family with the character 'zi' come stand here! Hurry as per orders!" With both hands raised to summon spirits, he watched as a group of Yin Spirits seemed to be controlled by an unseen force, swaying unsteadily behind him.
Wang Chuyi exhaled deeply; finally, the Yin Spirits of the Wang family had returned.
Wang Chuyi stood firmly on the Yubu, his hair flowing wildly as he continuously performed incantations. "Where are the disciples of the Chaos Sect? Stand with me at the position of Zhen! Hurry, as commanded!"
A group of Yin Spirits swayed towards Wang Chuyi.
He glanced up briefly; the Drought Corpse was locked in fierce battle with Liu Linglang, while Wei Qiuxi and Lin Lingsu were equally engaged in combat. Zhu You Ruler and Human Emperor Seal displayed their powers, each showcasing their unique abilities.
"Everyone, please hold on. I beg you to endure," Wang Chuyi said, looking at the sky, which was beginning to turn pale. Everything had reached a critical point.
His heart surged with emotion; he was overwhelmed with excitement. A hundred years—he had waited for them for a hundred years. Father, mother, uncle, brothers, and my beloved wife—are you all lonely? This century has passed, but I have come. I am here for you. Just a little longer, and I will see you again. Wait for me; you must wait for me.
To save you all, I, Wang Chuyi, am willing to defy fate and slay Sentient Beings! A hundred deaths would be worth it!
Suddenly, the Drought Corpse opened its gaping maw as if a rift had torn open in the air. It grinned menacingly and said, "In the Three Realms Nine, only I can reign supreme. You, a mere Evil Spirit with a corpse's heart and soul, dare to act fierce before me? Die!"
With that, it rolled out its long tongue, which extended several feet and dripped with slime onto the ground. Wherever it touched, stone crumbled and gold melted away! The Drought Corpse let out a monstrous roar and actually swallowed Liu Linglang's head in one gulp!
Wang Chuyi's urgency grew; he could no longer pay attention to the fierce battle around him. He repeatedly formed hand seals and chanted fervently: "Three Souls Boy! Where are the Seven Spirits General?" As he spoke, three flowers appeared above his head, and seven streams of black mist erupted from his seven orifices.
A Red Flower Boy and a White-Clad General began to take shape above Wang Chuyi!
Seeing Wang Chuyi cast this spell again, the Drought Corpse's expression changed dramatically. It immediately regurgitated Liu Linglang and flew down swiftly towards Wang Chuyi.
"Liu Er, I’m counting on you! Block him for me!" Wang Chuyi shouted desperately, his voice hoarse from exertion.
Liu Linglang, despite narrowly escaping the jaws of the Drought Corpse and suffering severe injuries, showed no signs of fear. With a sweeping motion of her long, spiky tail that extended several feet behind her, a red light struck the descending Drought Corpse. The Drought Corpse was hit and was unexpectedly sent soaring into the air by Liu Linglang!
At the same time, Wei Qiuxi felt a surge of determination. Lin Lingsu had tormented Wei Ning repeatedly, and he had long harbored a deep hatred for this Enchantress. Now, with Wang Chuyi's approval, he felt no hesitation. He formed the Great Thunderfire Seal with his hands and stepped onto the Seven Stars, taking seven strides forward. He pointed the Ziweijian at Horan and shouted, "Thunderous Radiance! Thunderbolt Strike! With divine might unleashed, I shall eradicate evil..."
"Five Thunder Palm!!" Lin Lingsu's expression changed drastically. The Wei Family's Five Thunder Palm was renowned for its power, and Wei Ning had used it before; its immense destructive force had left an indelible mark in her mind. Closing her eyes, she cried out inwardly, "My life is over!"
"Five Thunder Palm!!!" Wang Tuozi's face turned pale as well. Hadn't the Wei Family's Five Thunder Palm been lost after Wei Xianjun? Why could Wei Qiuxi use it too?
Had he been pretending all along?
Wei Qiuxi's emotions surged. Ever since he unintentionally learned this extraordinary skill left by Wei Xianjun in the Wei Family Ancestral Tomb, it had become his greatest asset against Wei Xian Gui. Today, he would let this brat experience its power! In an instant, the previously dark and gloomy space was suddenly pierced by a flash of lightning. The dark clouds churned violently, thunder rumbled ominously, and electric sparks flickered at the edges of the black clouds like a roaring divine beast.
The unparalleled divine skill was about to reemerge into the world!
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