263: Chapter 263 Radiant Light Fills the Sky.

Ling Yunzhi's entire body shuddered.

The Rakshasa Sea was forced back dozens of zhang by this terrifying Corpse Qi; the Evil Qi malevolent ghosts in the front row were corroded into a pool of foul-smelling black water before they could even let out a scream.

"Old dog! You dare protect him!"

Ling Yunzhi was consumed with rage.

His hands transformed into pale bone claws, carrying Dragon-resentment Evil Qi as he clawed fiercely at the Formation's light screen.

"What if I do protect him?"

Sect Master Youquan Immortal Master's voice was flat, exuding absolute control.

Fighting on his home turf, he possessed absolute confidence.

He pressed down with one hand.

[Bone Prison Suppression]!

The Void Realm above Ling Yunzhi's head shattered with a bang.

Four thick giant pillars of white bone descended from the sky, turning into four divine swords that pierced through heaven and earth, instantly sealing off all routes of escape.

A pale bone prison formed instantly, trapping Ling Yunzhi firmly in the center.

Dense sealing Dao patterns flowed across the surface of the bone prison, each pattern exuding a terrifying power that suppressed the Divine Soul.

The violent suppressing force brutally severed Ling Yunzhi's connection with the external Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.

Ling Yunzhi's arm muscles bulged.

The Rakshasa Dharma Image's six arms struck out together, frantically battering the bone prison.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The bone prison trembled violently, exploding with bone dust that filled the air.

But Sect Master Youquan Immortal Master, backed by the Sect-protecting Formation, had a continuous supply of dharma power, and the leyline Yin Qi was even more inexhaustible.

Not only did the bone prison not crumble, but countless grayish-white chains reached out from the bone pillars.

They tightly wound around the arms of the Rakshasa Dharma Image.

Immediately following that.

The third Divine Ability descended.

[Decaying Spirit Tribulation]!

The power of decay spread rapidly along the chains.

The Dharma Image's six arms became gray and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The black-red Evil Qi was forcibly dismantled by this Death Qi, peeling off like flakes of ash.

Ling Yunzhi's entire body stiffened.

The speed at which his dharma power was draining was appallingly fast!

He stared fixedly at Sect Master Youquan Immortal Master, who was unharmed inside the Formation below.

Reason finally overcame his rage.

This old fox wouldn't come out to fight him head-on at all.

He was just hiding in his turtle shell, using the Sect-protecting Formation and the leyline Yin Qi to wear him down to death!

He had ventured deep into enemy territory alone without the advantage of the terrain; once his dharma power was exhausted, he would surely die.

If he continued to fight.

His Evil Qi would sooner or later be drained dry by this inexhaustible Corpse Qi!

Even his newly condensed Second Divine Ability of the Purple Mansion would be completely dispersed.

"Sect Master Youquan!"

Ling Yunzhi gritted his teeth so hard they nearly shattered.

He spat a mouthful of essence blood containing his life Origin onto the Rakshasa Dharma Image.

Boom!

The Dharma Image detonated with a roar.

The violent, destructive shockwave forcibly blasted a gap about a zhang wide in the bone prison.

Ling Yunzhi turned into a blood-colored afterimage and charged brutally through the gap.

He instantly escaped several li away.

His hair was disheveled, and several corrosive wounds deep enough to see bone had appeared on his bare chest.

Blood dripped down and was instantly evaporated by the Evil Qi.

"Old dog!"

Ling Yunzhi stared fixedly at Azure Nether Peak below, which was protected in the center by the giant bone monster.

Every word he spoke seemed to drip with blood.

"I will remember this debt!"

"When I return with my troops, I will surely skin and debone every member of your Corpse Yin Sect!"

Before his voice had even faded.

He reached back and tore open the Great Void barrier, plunging headlong into the violent spatial turbulence.

He had fled.

The insufferably arrogant Saint of the Wan Sha Hall had been beaten into a retreat before the mountain gate of the Corpse Yin Sect.

The entire field was deathly silent.

The Corpse Yin Sect Disciples on the plaza stared blankly at the sky.

The Sect Leader Immortal Master was actually this terrifying!

Dozens of Elders helped each other up and knelt on the ground together.

"Sect Leader's Divine Might!"

"Spreading the prestige of our Sect!"

Sect Master Youquan Immortal Master stood within the Formation and waved his large sleeve.

The hundred-zhang-tall giant bone monster collapsed with a roar, turning into a rain of bones that fell back into the rear mountain.

He watched the healing Great Void crack.

He did not pursue.

One should not press a cornered foe; if this mad dog fought back desperately, even if he could win, it would cost him most of his life.

It wasn't worth it.

Besides, his goal had already been achieved.

Sect Master Youquan Immortal Master turned his head, his gaze passing through layers of Formations to land on the direction of the Myriad Corpse Pit in the rear mountain.

Millions of li away.

The Thousand Reef Sea Region of the East Sea.

Gu Changsheng leaned back in his armchair, a cluster of blue-purple halo floating at his fingertips.

Within the halo was precisely the scene at the Corpse Yin Sect's mountain gate.

The Ember-Born Flower inside Chen Mu's body was originally a sub-body of the wither-flourish dao seed.

Everything this kid saw and heard could not escape Gu Changsheng's perception.

Gu Changsheng looked at the blood-colored afterimage fleeing in panic on the screen.

His face twitched as he let out a soft chuckle.

This old ghost Sect Master Youquan hid himself quite deeply.

With the foundation of four Purple Mansion Divine Abilities, combined with that thousand-year-old Myriad Corpse Pit.

He had actually forced back that mad dog Ling Yunzhi.

Using the leyline Yin Qi to perform [Myriad Corpse Pilgrimage], this method was somewhat worth seeing.

However.

Ling Yunzhi was, after all, the Child of Destiny of the Demonic Path.

With just the Second Divine Ability of the Purple Mansion, he could withstand the four Divine Abilities of Sect Master Youquan; in time, the situation in the Southern Border would become even more chaotic.

But this was exactly the result Gu Changsheng wanted.

The more chaotic it became, the better it would be for him, the oriole, to strike.

Gu Changsheng's knuckles lightly tapped the armrest.

His perception followed the sub-body and probed into the rear mountain of the Corpse Yin Sect.

Chen Mu was sitting cross-legged in the depths of the Myriad Corpse Pit, frantically devouring that jinsheng demon lotus.

The barriers of his Purple Mansion were already covered in cracks.

In half a month at most, this kid would be able to break through his realm.

When that time came, a complete Purple Mansion-level breakthrough insight would be fed back to the wither-flourish dao seed without reservation.

Getting a Purple Mansion fighter for free.

A guaranteed profit without any loss.

Gu Changsheng flicked his finger, preparing to cut off this perception.

Just then.

A sudden change occurred.

It didn't come from the Southern Border.

But originated from that boundless Great Void above his head.

Boom.

The waters of the entire East Sea surged violently without any warning.

Above the Thousand Reef Sea Region, the originally gray clouds were brutally torn apart by an extremely overbearing power.

Gu Changsheng's movements paused.

He suddenly stood up.

He stepped out of the underground cave in one stride.

Hovering in mid-air.

His gaze passed over layers of waves and pierced straight toward the Far West.

The Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth went wild.

A wisp of extremely pure five-colored radiant light rose into the sky from the direction of the Western Desert.

Radiant light filled the sky.

Solemn.

Holy.

Carrying a terrifying pressure that made one want to prostrate themselves in worship.

Immediately after.

An ethereal buddhist chant crossed the distance of millions of li.

It clearly crashed into Gu Changsheng's Sea of Consciousness.

There was no killing intent in the melody.

Yet it exuded an unreasonable power of salvation.

The low-level sea beasts on the sea surface that were originally killing each other all stopped their movements the moment they heard the buddhist chant.

The ferocity in their eyes was forcibly erased.

They actually all bowed their bodies toward the west, letting out gentle low cries.

Gathering the masses into power, saving all living things.

Gu Changsheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

The blue-gold Wither-Bloom Magic Power erupted violently on the surface of his body.

Brutally crushing the buddhist chant that tried to invade his Sea of Consciousness.

He stared fixedly at the western sky, which was saturated with five-colored radiant light.

This kind of terrifying phenomenon that changed the very heavens and earth was definitely not something a Purple Mansion Cultivator could cause.

The laws of heaven and earth were resonating with it.