262: Chapter 262 Do you really think my Netherworld is some kind of district? (Part 2)

Countless Evil Qi ghosts swarmed forward, biting down hard on the Thousand-Legs Old Ghost's appendages and forcibly dragging it into the sea of Evil Qi.

The Thousand-Legs Old Ghost's massive body thrashed violently in the black-red seawater.

Sparks flew across its dark gold carapace.

The ghosts' fangs shattered, but the Evil Qi continued to surge incessantly.

The Thousand-Legs Old Ghost opened its bloody maw, spewing out a thick, dark green poisonous mist.

This mist was its Origin poison miasma, cultivated over hundreds of years, capable of corroding the Law Body of an ordinary Purple Mansion True Person into a pool of pus.

The poisonous mist transformed into a rain of arrows, blanketing the sky as they shot toward Ling Yunzhi.

However, as soon as the poison arrows touched the black-red seawater, they were instantly evaporated by the Dragons Resentment Baleful Qi.

Not even a trace of toxicity could penetrate the Evil Qi's defense.

Ling Yunzhi hovered in mid-air, the demon patterns on his right arm glowing with a blinding blood-red light.

He brought his hands together and slammed them downward with brute force.

"Die for this seat!"

The violent Evil Qi transformed into a Rakshasa Dharma Image dozens of zhang tall.

The Dharma Image extended six thick arms, ruthlessly pinning down the Thousand-Legs Old Ghost's head.

Bang!

The centipede's head was smashed heavily into the rock layer at the bottom of the swamp.

The earth veins for dozens of li around shattered with a roar.

Debris mixed with poisonous mud shot into the sky, turning into a foul-smelling rain of mud.

The Thousand-Legs Old Ghost let out a deafening hiss.

Hundreds of pairs of appendages flailed wildly, attempting to sever the arms of the Rakshasa Dharma Image.

Sharp leg-blades hacked at the Evil Qi, but they failed to leave even a single white mark.

Both possessed the Second Divine Ability of the Purple Mansion.

Yet this great demon of the Southern Border, who had lived for hundreds of years, was being unilaterally crushed by Ling Yunzhi.

Dragons Resentment Baleful Qi was inherently an extremely malevolent and fierce substance.

Having achieved destruction and rebirth at the bottom of the Blood Lake, Ling Yunzhi's combat power had long since crossed the boundaries of an ordinary Purple Mansion.

This beast dared to steal his demon lotus; it had to die.

Ling Yunzhi's form turned into a streak of blood-colored lightning, dropping directly onto the Thousand-Legs Old Ghost's back.

His hands transformed into forest-white bone claws, stabbing fiercely into the gaps of the dark gold carapace.

His arm muscles bulged as he violently tore toward both sides.

Rip!

The indestructible carapace was forcibly torn open.

A massive spray of green demonic blood erupted, splashing onto Ling Yunzhi's bare chest.

Before the potent poison within the demonic blood could take effect, it was instantly swallowed by the Evil Qi.

The Thousand-Legs Old Ghost rolled frantically in agony.

Its massive body crushed the surrounding black poisonous peaks.

Hundreds upon thousands of towering rotten trees were snapped in half.

The poison arts it took such pride in were completely useless before this Demon Seed.

The Dragons Resentment Baleful Qi tunneled crazily into its body through the wound.

It began wreaking havoc on the Foundation of its Demon Core.

The shadow of death instantly enveloped this overlord of the demon forest.

"Madman! You madman!"

The Thousand-Legs Old Ghost was finally afraid.

The dignity of a great demon collapsed utterly in the face of absolute violence.

If it kept fighting, its hundreds of years of cultivation would be forfeited here today.

"Fellow Daoist, stop!"

The Thousand-Legs Old Ghost twisted its body desperately, using demonic power to vibrate the air and emit an extremely shrill plea for mercy.

"I really didn't take it!"

Ling Yunzhi was deaf to its words.

He raised his right leg high, carrying the weight of tens of thousands of jin, and stomped fiercely onto the Thousand-Legs Old Ghost's vital seven-inch spot.

Crack.

The thick bones snapped instantly.

Half of the Thousand-Legs Old Ghost's body went limp as green poison blood gushed out like a waterfall.

"This seat came straight here upon exiting seclusion. This demon forest just happens to be under your Ten Thousand Poisons Sect's jurisdiction. If not you, then who else could it be?"

Ling Yunzhi's fingers hooked into the centipede's antennae, forcibly lifting that hideous head.

"Do you really take this seat for a three-year-old child?"

The Thousand-Legs Old Ghost twitched all over in pain.

It spat out large mouthfuls of green poison blood and defended itself urgently.

"I was just in the underground abyss devouring a fire vein! I didn't even know my nest had been raided!"

"That demon lotus isn't in my stomach at all!"

Ling Yunzhi's movements paused slightly.

He released his Purple Mansion Divine Sense, overbearingly sweeping through the Thousand-Legs Old Ghost's body.

Not only did he sweep through the body, but he also probed that beating Demon Core.

There was indeed no aura of the jinsheng demon lotus.

There was only a strong smell of earth-fire sulfur.

Could it really not have been this old poison creature?

A trace of doubt flashed through Ling Yunzhi's heart.

But the strength in his grip did not diminish in the slightest.

His bone claws dug another three-tenths of an inch into the carapace.

"Empty words carry no weight."

"If you can't produce evidence, this seat will drain your demonic blood today and use your Demon Core to make up for the loss of that demon lotus!"

The Thousand-Legs Old Ghost was scared out of its wits.

This demonic Cultivator was completely unreasonable!

"There's evidence! I have evidence!"

The Thousand-Legs Old Ghost opened its bloody maw.

A round bead emitting a faint spectral light was spat out.

The surface of the bead was covered in complex natural Dao patterns, exuding an extremely ancient aura of time.

"This is a Spiritual Artifact I obtained from an ancient ruin in my early years, named the 'Source-Tracing Bead'!"

"By capturing a wisp of the residual aura here, it can trace the Karma and find out exactly who plucked the demon lotus!"

"Whether I did it or not, let's wait for the result, Fellow Daoist!"

The Thousand-Legs Old Ghost spoke extremely fast, fearing that if it were half a word too slow, its head would be crushed by this madman.

Ling Yunzhi snorted coldly.

With a wave of his hand, he pulled the Source-Tracing Bead into his palm from across the air.

Violent Purple Mansion Dharmic Power instantly poured into the bead.

The bead offered no resistance, and he directly refined a portion of its Restriction.

It was indeed a rare auxiliary-type Spiritual Artifact.

Ling Yunzhi surveyed his surroundings.

The heart of the Gloomy Mist Demon Forest had been devastated by him.

While he could manage to kill this great demon with the Second Divine Ability of the Purple Mansion, it would consume a great deal of his own energy.

He had just made a Breakthrough and his Realm still needed to be stabilized; if he could find the true thief, that would naturally be best.

He slowly loosened his bone claws.

"Fine."

"This seat will give you a chance to prove your innocence."

Ling Yunzhi's figure blurred as he retreated into the air.

The [Rakshasa Sea] filling the sky was not withdrawn, however, and continued to tightly surround the Thousand-Legs Old Ghost.

If this old poison creature dared to try any tricks, those Evil Qi ghosts would instantly tear it to pieces.

The Thousand-Legs Old Ghost felt as if it had been granted a grand amnesty.

Its massive body slumped into the mud, panting heavily.

They were all Fellow Daoists of the Southern Border; although this Demon Seed was crazy, at least he followed some rules.

Enduring the intense pain, it channeled its demonic power.

"Fellow Daoist, watch closely!"

The Thousand-Legs Old Ghost spat out a mouthful of pure Demonic Qi, striking the Source-Tracing Bead in Ling Yunzhi's hand.

Buzz!

The Source-Tracing Bead vibrated violently.

A blinding white light lit up on its surface.

The white light turned into an invisible wave, expanding outward rapidly in a ring.

It instantly swept across the entire dark red swamp.

The traces of the battle left in the swamp, the remains of the poisonous spiders, and that extremely subtle yi wood Death Qi...

...were all captured by the Source-Tracing Bead.

The Dao patterns inside the bead began to calculate frantically.

The white light gradually condensed, forming a blurry image in mid-air.

Ling Yunzhi stared intently at the image.

In the image, a young man wearing a dharma robe with a skeleton totem was standing in the center of the swamp.

The young man's left leg had mutated into a bluish-purple crystalline vine, which ruthlessly crushed the Demon Bones.

He snatched the jinsheng demon lotus in his hand.

That overbearing and greedy Wither and Flourish vitality could cause palpitations even through the image.

Then, the young man turned into a streak of dark red blood-light and soared into the sky.

The image came to an abrupt end.

The light of the Source-Tracing Bead dimmed, and it fell back into Ling Yunzhi's hand.

The air was deathly silent.

Only the sound of the rolling waves of the Rakshasa Sea remained.

The Thousand-Legs Old Ghost's compound eyes widened as rage instantly broke through its fear.

"Corpse Yin Sect!"

"It was actually a piece of trash from the Corpse Yin Sect!"

The Thousand-Legs Old Ghost trembled with fury.

It, a dignified Purple Mansion great demon, had actually had its home raided by a human Junior at the Foundation Establishment Stage!

Not only was the demon lotus plucked, but it had also been beaten senseless by this mad dog Ling Yunzhi.

It was an absolute humiliation!

Ling Yunzhi stood in the Void Realm.

He looked at the familiar yet strange attire in the image, the veins on his forehead bulging one by one.

Corpse Yin Sect.

They actually dared to snatch food from the mouth of the Wan Sha Hall Saint!

Never mind that old ghost Protracting Purity!

Even a mere Foundation Establishment ant...

...actually dared to intercept the top-tier spiritual item he had plotted for years!

"What gall..."

Two words squeezed out of Ling Yunzhi's throat.

Each word was steeped in blood.

Violent black-red Evil Qi exploded frantically around his body.

The surrounding space was twisted layer by layer by this extreme anger.

To break through to the Second Divine Ability of the Purple Mansion, he had faced a narrow escape at the bottom of the Blood Lake and suffered countless inhuman tortures.

He had been counting on this jinsheng demon lotus to stabilize his Foundation.

The result.

He was beaten to it by something like an ant.

Not only was the demon lotus stolen, but the thief had even used a Blood Escape Talisman to flee right before his eyes!

A total disgrace.

This was a blatant, humiliating slap to his face!

"Audacious Junior!"

Ling Yunzhi roared toward the heavens.

The sound waves transformed into a physical shockwave, directly kicking up a wave of mud hundreds of feet high from the swamp below.

Thousand-Legs Old Ghost was shaken by this pressure and retreated repeatedly, not daring to provoke him at all.

This Demon Seed had gone completely mad.

Ling Yunzhi crushed the Source-Tracing Bead in his hand.

Since he had locked onto his target, this worthless pearl had lost its value.

He abruptly turned his head, his gaze piercing through layers of poisonous miasma to lock firmly onto the north.

That was the direction where the Corpse Yin Sect's mountain gate was located.

"Corpse Yin Sect."

"If I do not skin that little beast alive today, I, this seat, swear I am not human!"

Ling Yunzhi reached out with his right hand, his five fingers clutching the Void Realm ahead like steel claws.

The muscles in his arms bulged.

Rip!

The Great Void Barrier was brutally torn open, leaving a massive rift.

The violent Astral Winds of the Void Realm poured in.

Ling Yunzhi did not hesitate for a moment.

He stepped into the rift, his figure instantly swallowed by the boundless Great Void.

He appeared directly in the sky above the Corpse Yin Sect's mountain gate.

Black and red Evil Qi transformed into a vast sea of blood, crashing violently against the Corpse Yin Sect's protective Formation.

"Sect Master Youquan! Get the hell out here!"

The violent sound waves, mixed with the pressure of the Second Divine Ability of the Purple Mansion, caused the entire Azure Nether Peak to shake violently.

The Formation's light barrier buckled frantically, its Formation runes flickering in and out of existence.

Countless Corpse Yin Sect Disciples had their blood and Qi roiling from the shock, collapsing to the ground.

Deep within Qingming Hall.

Sect Master Youquan Immortal Master abruptly opened his eyes.

An extremely violent Dragons Resentment Baleful Qi was brutally tearing at the Foundation of the protective Formation.

Ling Yunzhi.

This mad dog from the Wan Sha Hall actually dared to attack the mountain gate directly!

Sect Master Youquan Immortal Master's figure surged up, turning into a streak of gray light that shot into the sky.

Several pitch-black Purple Mansion-level corpse puppets followed closely behind him.

"Ling Yunzhi! What madness has possessed you!"

Sect Master Youquan Immortal Master stood within the Formation's light barrier, gray mist rolling around him.

"This is the Corpse Yin Sect, not a place where your Wan Sha Hall can run wild!"

Although he was inferior to this Demon Seed in direct combat, with the protective Formation at his back and several high-tier corpse puppets, he was not afraid at all.

Ling Yunzhi hovered in mid-air.

His bare upper body was covered in eerie, blood-colored demonic patterns.

"Cut the nonsense!"

"Hand over that little beast from your sect named Chen Mu!"

"Otherwise, this seat will level your Azure Nether Peak today!"

The violent Rakshasa Sea boiled behind him as countless malevolent ghosts let out shrill roars.

Sect Master Youquan Immortal Master was stunned.

Chen Mu?

That Outer Sect deacon who was taken in as a Named Disciple by Fellow Daoist Protracting Purity?

How did a mere Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator provoke a killing god like Ling Yunzhi?

Ling Yunzhi waved his hand.

Evil Qi condensed into an image in mid-air.

It was the moment Chen Mu used Crystal Vines to crush Demon Bones and snatch away the jinsheng demon lotus in the Gloomy Mist Demon Forest.

"This little beast stole the jinsheng demon lotus that this seat had been planning for years!"

"Hand him over, or die!"

Sect Master Youquan Immortal Master stared fixedly at the image in the air.

The jinsheng demon lotus!

That was a top-grade spiritual item that could allow a Cultivator of the yi wood path to achieve a perfect Breakthrough!

This kid Chen Mu actually found such a supreme treasure that seized the creation of heaven and earth in the Gloomy Mist Demon Forest!

And he even snatched it right out of this mad dog Ling Yunzhi's mouth!

Wild joy.

Extreme wild joy instantly flooded Sect Master Youquan Immortal Master's reason.

As long as Chen Mu refined the demon lotus, the Corpse Yin Sect would have one more Purple Mansion True Person!

Coupled with Fellow Daoist Protracting Purity.

As long as a True Monarch did not appear in the world, the Corpse Yin Sect would completely suppress the Wan Sha Hall and become the number one power in the Southern Borders!

Hand him over?

It was simply a fool's dream!

"Saint Ling, one can eat anything, but one cannot say anything."

Sect Master Youquan Immortal Master's face twitched as he let out a cold laugh.

"Heaven And Earth Treasures belong to those with merit."

"Since Chen Mu was able to get the demon lotus, that is his Opportunity."

"Your skills were inferior, and you were intercepted by a Foundation Establishment Junior, yet you still have the face to come to my Corpse Yin Sect to demand him?"

Blue veins bulged on Ling Yunzhi's forehead.

"Old dog, you're looking for death!"

His hands suddenly formed a seal, and a tens-of-feet-tall Evil Qi dharma idol surged out from the Rakshasa Sea.

Six thick arms smashed into the Formation's light barrier simultaneously.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Formation vibrated violently, and dozens of large cracks opened up on the light barrier.

Sect Master Youquan Immortal Master did not retreat an inch.

He pointed a single finger.

Three Purple Mansion-level corpse puppets shot through the air, crashing into the Evil Qi dharma idol.

"Activate the Myriad Corpse Formation!"

"Today, I shall teach you, Junior, what it means to respect one's masters and the Dao!"

Just as the two sides were in a deadlock.

In the Corpse Yin Sect's back mountain Forbidden Ground.

A dark red blood-light brutally smashed through the Restriction and dove deep into the Myriad Corpse Pit.

Chen Mu had returned.

He was covered in blood, and the Crystal Vines on his left leg had already spread to his chest.

Inside his Dantian, that jinsheng demon lotus was being frantically devoured by the Ember-Born Flower.

The barrier to the Purple Mansion was crumbling inch by inch.

Sect Master Youquan Immortal Master sensed the movement in the back mountain.

His smile grew even wider.

"Chen Mu has already returned to the sect."

"Saint Ling, you are too late."

"Once he finishes his secluded cultivation, my Corpse Yin Sect will have four Purple Mansions sitting in guard."

"How will your Wan Sha Hall compete with us!"

Ling Yunzhi's eyes were bloodshot, almost dripping with blood.

"Four Purple Mansions?"

"Today, I will make you group of corpses turn completely into flying ash!"

He spat a mouthful of essence blood into the air.

The Rakshasa Sea instantly doubled in size, transforming into a blood-colored canopy that covered the sky and sun, tightly enveloping the entire Corpse Yin Sect.

Violent Dragons Resentment Baleful Qi rolled frantically within the canopy, condensing into countless sharp longswords of Evil Qi.

The sword tips pointed directly at the Nether Mysterious Yin Formation below.

"Myriad Fiends Absolute Annihilation!"

Ling Yunzhi slammed his hands downward.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A rain of Evil Qi swords poured down from the sky, like a heavenly punishment sent from the Nine Netherworlds.

The protective Formation of Azure Nether Peak buckled severely, and the blue-black light barrier was smashed with massive deep pits.

Large areas of Formation runes crumbled, dissipating like a sky full of fireflies.

"Hold on! Even if you die, you must hold on!"

Dozens of Elders presiding over the Formation spat out blood in unison, collapsing in a weakened state, yet they still desperately poured their magic power into the Formation core.

Tens of thousands of Corpse Yin Sect Disciples slumped on the square.

That terrifying pressure of the Second Divine Ability of the Purple Mansion crashed down like the Hundred Thousand Mountains, crushing their bones until they creaked and making their breathing stop completely.

Ling Yunzhi hovered in mid-air.

His bare upper body was covered in eerie blood-colored demonic patterns, each one emitting a nauseating scent of blood.

The Rakshasa Sea boiled behind him as countless malevolent ghosts leaned out their half-bodies, letting out shrill roars.

"I'll ask one last time, are you handing him over or not!"

Arrogance.

Extreme arrogance.

He completely disregarded the Corpse Yin Sect.

Sect Master Youquan Immortal Master stood in the center of the Formation core.

His gray robes flapped loudly in the violent turbulence of Spiritual Qi as his withered hands suddenly clasped together.

He looked up at that overbearing blood-colored figure in the sky.

His face twitched, letting out an extremely chilly sneer.

This mad dog.

Does he really think I, Sect Master Youquan, am a pushover?

Outside, he might be wary of this Demon Seed's suicidal combat methods.

After all, Ling Yunzhi cultivated Evil Qi, and his fighting style was incomparably fierce; even a great demon like Thousand-Legs Old Ghost had been torn apart by him.

But where was this?

This was the old nest that the Corpse Yin Sect had operated for thousands of years!

It was a dead land where the densest Mysterious Yin Death Qi in the entire Southern Borders gathered!

"Give you an inch and you take a mile."

Sect Master Youquan Immortal Master's hands rapidly formed seals.

The Foundation of his four Divine Abilities of the Purple Mansion exploded without reservation.

"Since you've come, stay and be fertilizer for my corpse puppets!"

Boom!

From deep beneath Azure Nether Peak came the tooth-aching sound of bones grinding.

The Yin Qi of the entire mountain range was drained in an instant, the ground shook violently, and countless bottomless rifts opened up.

Myriad Corpse Pilgrimage!

In the back mountain Forbidden Ground, the Myriad Corpse Pit exploded.

Hundreds of thousands of decaying remains burst from the earth.

Densely packed and covering the sky, they turned into a pale blizzard swirling upward toward the heavens.

Under the guidance of Sect Master Youquan Immortal Master's magic power, these remains quickly fused into a hundred-fathom-tall white bone giant.

The giant had no flesh, and ghostly green Corpse Fire burned in its hollow eye sockets.

It roared at the sky.

Spitting out thick Mysterious Yin Corpse Qi.

The corpse Qi turned into a gray-white hurricane, directly shattering the rain of Evil Qi swords falling from the sky.

Rip!

Evil Qi and corpse Qi frantically strangled and corroded each other in mid-air, erupting with ear-piercing booms.