147: Nuo dance

"The Yang Shen Great Sect indeed has profound foundations.

Even a True Disciple has a Spirit Treasure for protection..."

Gu Changsheng couldn't help but click his tongue.

Not to mention the True Core Realm, even an Cave Profound Old Monster, not every one of them possessed a Spirit Treasure.

Heavenly Saint Child was one such example.

"However, a Spirit Treasure, no matter how good, depends on whose hands it's in..."

Gu Changsheng slapped the Myriad Souls Banner, and countless fierce evil spirits emerged in the Void Realm, forming the Myriad Ghosts Grand Array.

During the ghost disaster outbreak, even without intentionally collecting them, the Myriad Souls Banner had devoured many fierce ghosts, each one well-fed and robust.

Especially the ten leading ghost Cultivators, each of their cultivation had reached the Peak True Core Realm.

"Myriad Souls Banner... a demonic Cultivator from the Demon Hunting Society...?"

Li Daoyi's gaze was ice-cold.

The Myriad Souls Banner was the iconic Magical Artifact of the Demon Hunting Society.

From the moment they joined the sect, Disciples began accumulating Materials to refine soul banners.

From the initial Ten Souls Banner, Hundred Souls Banner... as their cultivation improved, the soul banner transformed, gradually upgrading to the Myriad Souls Banner Magic Treasure.

A hint of disdain flashed in Li Daoyi's eyes, and the bronze short sword in his hand hummed softly, vibrating to unleash a magnificent Sword Qi that cut through hundreds of miles of the Void Realm.

Countless specters were annihilated by the Sword Qi.

Gu Changsheng, hidden deep within the black mist, watched with cold eyes, a hint of playfulness in his expression: "Kill away.

I want to see how many times you can activate that Spirit Treasure."

Back then, when he obtained the Yellow Springs Mountain and suppressed the Bridal Gown Ghost King, a single strike had consumed half of his magical power, roughly two to three times the total magical power of a Peak True Core Realm Cultivator.

The ancient bronze sword in Li Daoyi's hand was naturally far inferior to the Yellow Springs Mountain.

But it was a Spirit Treasure after all, and the magical power required to activate it once would certainly not be small.

The Myriad Souls Banner shook, and a vast number of living souls surged out, filling the void left by the Sword Qi.

After a few breaths, a hint of panic appeared in Li Daoyi's eyes.

"Damn it, how many Yin souls has this fellow's soul banner accumulated...?"

In just a few breaths, the fierce ghosts and Yin souls annihilated by his sword numbered over a million.

Yet, the quantity remained overwhelming, showing no signs of diminishing.

Upon introspection, the surface of his Dantian Sword Qi lake had already dropped a section.

"I must end this quickly!"

Li Daoyi formed a hand Seal, and a sword-shaped sword pattern appeared on his glabella, suddenly opening up, piercing through layers of black mist, and catching a glimpse of a faint shadow.

A smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Qianyuan Wuji, Sword Slave Fusion!

Void Sky Slash!"

The aura of the eleven sword slaves suddenly fused into one, and blood-colored Sword Qi poured into the Flying Sword Spirit Treasure through the Void Realm.

Li Daoyi's body swelled, but his eyes were bright and piercing, and with a wave of the Flying Sword in his hand, a brilliant sword light cut across the heavens and earth, piercing through the dense black mist, splitting it into upper and lower halves.

The Void Realm trembled, and the sky full of ghost shadows shattered, more than ten True Core ghost Cultivators, unable to dodge in time, were directly evaporated by the Sword Qi.

The residual power remained undiminished, heading straight towards Gu Changsheng's location.

"Hmm? He's locked onto my position..."

Gu Changsheng's expression was calm, as he urged the Myriad Souls Banner to summon the remaining True Core ghost Cultivators, using their lives to block in front and consume the Sword Qi's power.

When it drew near, a ghostly claw covered in Azure scales reached out, seizing the Sword Qi as if grasping a chick.

No matter how the Sword Qi struggled, it still couldn't escape his grasp.

Crack—

His five fingers suddenly exerted force, and the Sword Qi let out a mournful cry, dissipating.

Li Daoyi's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief: "What! The Void Sky Slash couldn't even injure this person!"

This was a secret sword Dao technique activated by a Spirit Treasure.

In terms of power, it was enough to rank among the top three in his hands.

It could be considered a trump card.

"Oh no!"

Large beads of sweat appeared on Li Daoyi's forehead, the black mist surged, and a dangerous aura came from behind him.

A ghostly claw covered in Azure scales reached out, instantly tearing through his protective Sword Qi, grabbing a large chunk of flesh and heading straight for his heart.

At this critical moment, the jade pendant hanging from Li Daoyi's waist flashed with light, instantly moving him hundreds of feet away.

"Hmm? A Minor Teleportation Talisman, Shu Mountain indeed has profound foundations..."

Gu Changsheng looked at his palm, where a mass of flesh, shaped like Azure jade and mixed with blood threads, was wriggling.

It was Li Daoyi's sword body flesh.

In the distance, Li Daoyi's face was gloomy, and he murmured: "Cave Profound Old Monster..."

By now, how could he not see that the enemy before him was a Dongxuan Realm Cultivator who had sealed his cultivation?

The flesh on his waist wriggled, sealing the dissipating Qi and blood.

A wisp of black Qi, however, flowed into his heart along with the blood.

Li Daoyi only felt his body gradually becoming numb, his head dizzy.

"It's poisoned... Despicable!"

A jade pendant was crushed, and special secret patterns appeared in the Void Realm, forming a pattern similar to a teleportation array.

"Damn it... you even have a Boundary Breaking Talisman, are you the illegitimate son of a Yang Spirit Realm mighty figure...?"

Gu Changsheng's eyes widened.

A Boundary Breaking Talisman was practically a legendary item.

Even he couldn't find the method to refine it.

Li Daoyi's cold voice came from the Void Realm.

"This grudge today, I, Li, have noted it down.

One day, I will repay it a hundredfold!"

Li Daoyi's figure became illusory, his voice growing more ethereal, as if coming from a thousand miles away.

Gu Changsheng snorted coldly: "If you want to leave, you'll have to pay some interest..."

The black Qi surged, transforming into a giant handprint, with five distinct fingers, each encircled by five small green-skinned ghosts.

Rip—

The sky tore open, and it suddenly grabbed deep into the Void Realm.

Divine Ability — Formless Ghost Hand.

"No!"

Li Daoyi's furious roar came from deep within the Void Realm.

Gradually, light and shadows flickered, and the Void Realm returned to calm.

A ghost hand, clenched into a fist, floated back before Gu Changsheng, and within the fist was that bronze short sword.

"Flying Sword Spirit Treasure..."

A trace of fervor appeared in Gu Changsheng's eyes, and black Qi poured in, forcibly refining it.

In less than a breath, the refining was successful.

Gu Changsheng gently stroked the sword body, which was covered in bronze spots, seemingly having endured countless years of erosion.

The words 'Po Xu' (Void Breaker) faintly appeared on the sword hilt.

"Void Breaker Flying Sword... If this sword is fed to the Azure Dragon Child, there's an eighty percent chance it will Breakthrough to a Spirit Treasure."

Gu Changsheng tapped the yellow jade sword gourd, and a streak of emerald green light shot out from it, transforming into the appearance of a Dragon-horned Tong Er.

"Tong Er, your fortune has arrived today..."

As the Spirit Devouring Art operated, the Void Breaker Ancient Sword's body trembled, wailing incessantly, and as wisps of spiritual essence were extracted, the bronze ancient spots on the sword body grew more numerous.

Crack—

With the extraction of the last wisp of spiritual essence, it shattered into thousands of copper spot fragments, devoid of any spirituality.

Gu Changsheng flicked a finger, and the spiritual essence touched the Azure Dragon Child's glabella.

"Thank you, Master."

The Azure Dragon Child quickly thanked him, only feeling his head dizzy and his body surging with infinite power.

"Consuming spiritual essence will take some time, return to the sword gourd to recuperate first..."

Gu Changsheng patted the sword gourd, absorbing the Azure Dragon Child into it.

Then, his gaze shifted, falling upon the Witch Clan warriors and shamans on the ground.

"Let me see what secret arts you possess?"

He was still very much looking forward to the Witch Clan's Body Refining secret technique and the secret technique for summoning Strange Beasts.

Using the sky as a scroll and black Qi as ink, Gu Changsheng's fingertips moved, and portraits of the two appeared in the Void Realm, then two streaks of spiritual light entered his mind.

【Witch Clan Body Refining Technique: Bathe in the essence of Strange Beasts, cook and fuse into one, greatly enhancing body strength (the better the root bone, the better the effect)】

【Sacrificial Strange Na Dance: Based on the Bloodline of Witch Clan shamans, summon beings from the Strange Realm】

Gu Changsheng quietly contemplated, his brows furrowed.

"The Body Refining technique is not bad, worth learning from.

This Sacrificial Strange Na Dance... actually requires the Bloodline of a Witch Clan shaman to use..."

The Sacrificial Na Dance involved strange spirits, and Gu Changsheng was quite envious of it.

It was just that the Bloodline of a Witch Clan shaman was a bit troublesome.

"Never mind, I can refine this person into a walking corpse and barely activate it.

However, the amount of vital blood seems insufficient... I'll have to search for other Witch Clan tribes."

More than ten locations appeared in Gu Changsheng's mind.

Varying in size, representing different numbers of Witch Clan members.

The largest among them was Panlong City, where the Witch King resided.