130: Chapter 130: Peerless Beauty Strikes Again

Before the words even faded, he suddenly raised his right hand, black Yin Qi surging in his palm, transforming into a black giant hand dozens of zhang in size, slamming down fiercely towards the market below.

"Boom!"

With a deafening roar that shook the earth, the Formation of Qingyue Market automatically activated at the critical moment, and a translucent cyan light shield shot into the sky, forcefully blocking this terrifying strike.

The light shield shook violently, rippling in layers, and blinding sparks burst forth from the Formation nodes.

"It's an evil Cultivator! A Foundation Establishment Stage evil Cultivator!"

Watching the black Yin Qi churning in mid-air and that undisguised killing intent, the crowd in the market finally reacted. Panic spread like a plague; screams, the clashing of Magical Artifacts, and the wailing of children intertwined, and the entire market instantly descended into chaos.

Manager Liu had rushed to your side at some point, gripping your arm tightly. Her Face was deathly pale, and her voice trembled: "This... how is this possible? This is the heartland of the Luoyun Sect, only a few days' journey from the Luoyun Sect mountain gate. How could a Foundation Establishment evil Cultivator dare to go on a killing spree here?!"

You narrowed your eyes, staring at the Black-robed man in mid-air, your heart equally filled with confusion.

It was too coincidental. The Zhao family Foundation Establishment expert had just died, the three families were in the midst of peace talks, and just when the market's Formation defense was at its weakest, a Foundation Establishment evil Cultivator appeared. It was as if someone had deliberately let them in.

"There is definitely something wrong here." You gritted your teeth in secret, but now was not the time to investigate; survival was the top priority.

At this moment, the Zhao family Cultivator responsible for guarding the market finally appeared. An elderly Zhao family member at Qi Refining Perfection ascended into the air on a Flying Sword, shouting at the Black-robed man from behind the Formation light shield, his voice sounding fierce but weak.

"Senior! This place is under the jurisdiction of the Luoyun Sect and is the property of the Qingyang Zhao family! If Senior seeks wealth, our Zhao family is willing to offer Spirit Stones. We ask that Senior, out of respect for the Luoyun Sect's Face, show mercy and retreat immediately. Otherwise, if the Luoyun Sect holds you accountable, Senior will not escape death!"

"The Luoyun Sect? Hahaha..." The Black-robed man acted as if he had heard a colossal joke, laughing until he bent over. "Just a bunch of hypocrites who can't even take care of themselves. Do they deserve to be used to pressure me?"

His eyes turned cold, and ceasing his chatter, he reached into his Storage Pouch and summoned a black banner that was a zhang long.

The surface of the banner was embroidered with countless hideous and twisted evil ghost patterns, and gusts of Yin Qi blew as the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling instantly echoed across the heavens and earth.

"Ten Thousand Ghost Soul-Devouring Formation, break!"

The Black-robed man swung the black banner violently, and a pillar of black Yin Qi slammed fiercely against the Formation node of the cyan light shield.

"Crack—"

A teeth-grinding cracking sound exploded in mid-air. The cyan light shield that had protected Qingyue Market for hundreds of years, like glass struck by a giant hammer, was instantly covered in spiderweb-like cracks, and then shattered with a boom.

The violent Spiritual Qi turbulence turned into a hurricane, sweeping through the entire street. The signs of the shops on both sides were uprooted, and roof tiles flew everywhere like hidden weapons.

"Pfft!" The Zhao family elder who was maintaining the Formation was struck as if by lightning, spraying a mouthful of blood as he fell from mid-air.

Before he could even hit the ground, the Black-robed man rolled the large banner in his hand, and thousands of hideous, translucent ghost shadows shrieked as they rushed out from the banner, instantly engulfing the elder.

"Ah—" The elder only had time to let out a short scream before his entire body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a skin-and-bones corpse within a few breaths.

"Kill! Leave no one alive!" The Black-robed man licked his lips, his scarlet eyes filled with cruel pleasure.

Hundreds and thousands of ghost shadows, like a black flood breaking its dam, poured down from mid-air, pouncing indiscriminately on the Cultivators in the market.

The Black-robed man did not pay attention to the bottom-tier Loose Cultivators; his gaze scanned the crowd like a vulture, specifically targeting those Qi Refining Late Stage and Perfection Cultivators who had vigorous blood and abundant spiritual power.

"No! Don't come over!"

At the end of the long street, a fat figure was scrambling and running wildly. It was the owner of the Spiritual Artifact shop, the Qi Refining Perfection Cultivator Jin Mantang, who usually threw his weight around.

At this moment, where was any of the prestige of "Master Jin"? His jowls were twisted violently by extreme fear. As he ran, he frantically threw various defensive Talismans and Magical Artifacts behind him.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The firelight and ice spikes from the exploding Talismans were easily crushed in mid-air by a giant black ghost claw.

The Black-robed man appeared above Jin Mantang's head like a shadow, looking down at him from above as if he were looking at a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered.

"Senior, spare me! Senior, please spare me!" Jin Mantang's knees went weak, and he knelt on the ground with a "thud," holding a bulging Storage Pouch high above his head. "I have ten thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones! I will offer them all to Senior! As long as Senior spares my life, I still have..."

"If I kill you, won't these still be mine? An ant... wants to cling to life?" The Black-robed man's mouth curled into a mocking sneer.

He didn't even use a Spell, just casually waved his hand.

The corner of the black banner acted like a sharp blade, instantly piercing Jin Mantang's fat chest. Jin Mantang's eyes widened, a "gurgling" sound coming from his throat, as he watched his own vitality and spiritual power drain away frantically along the banner pole.

"Thud." A fat, shriveled corpse slammed onto the bluestone slab, breaking into several pieces.

"Let's go!"

Manager Liu witnessed the entire process of Jin Mantang being instantly killed. She cursed inwardly, then grabbed you and turned to run wildly towards the dense forest on the outskirts of the market.

The entire market had turned into a living hell; blood stained the streets red, and severed limbs were visible everywhere.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Several gusts of Yin Qi darted out from an alley on the side, blocking your path. These were three green-faced, fanged ghost servants, reeking of a nauseating corpse stench.

Manager Liu bit the tip of her tongue and sprayed a mouthful of essence blood onto a red Flying Sword. The Flying Sword let out a clear chime, turning into a red light that shredded two of the ghost servants into black smoke.

But the third ghost servant dodged the Flying Sword's trajectory in an extremely strange way. Its pair of pupil-less, pale white eyes stared fixedly at you.

It did not attack Manager Liu, who had stronger spiritual power, nor did it pay attention to Zhou Xiaoyu nearby. Instead, as if it had seen some peerless delicacy, black saliva drooled from the corner of its mouth as it pounced towards you like a madman.

You frowned, your right leg stomping hard on the ground, and your Yuan force instantly erupted.

"Bang!"

You whipped your leg, striking the ghost servant's waist fiercely, forcefully sending this Qi Refining Middle Stage ghost servant flying sideways.

"Emperor Shuang Wan, well done! Hurry, keep up!" Manager Liu summoned a leaf-shaped flying Magical Artifact and grabbed your wrist, preparing to force a breakout.

However, just as you were preparing to step onto the Magical Artifact, the surrounding Yin Qi suddenly became extremely dense.

"Hehehe..."

Accompanied by hair-raising strange laughter, more than a dozen ghost servants crawled out one after another from the surrounding ruins, rooftops, and wells.

They had originally been tearing at other Cultivators, but the moment you erupted with your Yuan force aura, they all stopped in unison, turned their heads, and stared fixedly at you.

Those eyes were filled with extreme greed and longing.

"What's going on?" Manager Liu's Face changed drastically. She desperately urged the Flying Sword, attempting to slay the approaching ghost servants, but there were too many of them.

You looked at those ghost servants that ignored Manager Liu and were rushing towards you frantically like sharks that had smelled blood. A flash of inspiration suddenly crossed your mind, and you instantly understood.

"Peerless Elegance! Damn you!"