587: Chapter 97 The Demise of the Beast God

The mountain wind of Mingling Peak carried a thick scent of blood, making the Taiji Flags of the Qingyun Sect flutter loudly.

Mysterious Dao stood amidst the clouds, one hand behind his back.

His gaze swept over the Ghost King Sect Disciples fleeing in disarray in the distance, and his brow couldn't help but furrow.

Beside him, Peak Masters like Tian Buyi, Zeng Shuchang, and Water Moon True Person also bore solemn expressions.

Further back, a group of Qingyun Disciples held their immortal swords, their Sword Qi awe-inspiring.

On the other two sides were people from Fenxiang Valley and Tianyin Pavilion.

The three parties formed a three-pronged encirclement, pressing down on Mingling Peak in a massive, dark crowd.

However, the behavior of the Ghost King Sect Disciples caused great confusion among the high-ranking members of the three major Schools.

“Strange, why is the Ghost King Sect in such a wretched state?” Tian Buyi spoke in a muffled voice, frowning in thought. “Looking at this situation, it seems an internal change has occurred.”

Yun Yilan, the Valley Master of Fenxiang Valley, wore a flame-patterned robe, his face slightly pale from his recently healed injuries.

Watching the figures fleeing in all directions below, he said in a deep voice, “Regardless of the reason, the commotion the Ghost King Sect just made was no small matter; they certainly harbor no good intentions.”

“Everyone, we must proceed with caution.”

Just as he finished speaking, Master Puhong, the Sect Head of Tianyin Pavilion, pressed his palms together and recited a Buddhist invocation: “Amitabha, the Demonic Qi here is Chong Tian; I fear some evil is at work.”

At that moment, a burst of laughter came from the main peak of Mingling Peak.

Everyone looked toward the sound and saw a black-clad figure standing in the center of a formation. Looking closely, it was indeed “Xiao Yicai.”

“It's Senior Brother Xiao!”

Someone among the Qingyun Sect Disciples cried out in alarm, their face full of astonishment.

“Wasn't Yicai an undercover agent in the Blood Refining Hall? Why is he here?” Tian Buyi asked in surprise and doubt.

Mysterious Dao was also shaken, carefully observing “Xiao Yicai.”

He saw that his eyes were blood-red, his face distorted, and his whole body emitted a strange Aura completely incompatible with the Qingyun Sect's Dao techniques, lacking any of his former composure and efficiency.

“Yicai is...”

“His body has been possessed by an evil spirit!” Meng Li stepped slowly out of the ranks.

Dressed in a green Daoist robe, he had his arms crossed over his chest, his eyes slightly narrowed, staring in Xiao Yicai's direction.

On the way here, he had noticed malevolent spiritual bodies gathering toward Mingling Peak and secretly guessed that the Ghost King Sect was trying to resurrect the Beast God. Now, combining the circumstances, it was most likely that the Ghost King Sect had lost control; after the Beast God was resurrected, it went on a killing spree against the Ghost King Sect's people and even occupied Xiao Yicai's body.

However, Meng Li was also somewhat puzzled.

The faction Xiao Yicai was spying on was the Blood Refining Hall; how did he end up at the Ghost King Sect?

At this time, the Beast God finished off the remaining Ghost King Sect Disciples and turned its gaze toward Meng Li, Mysterious Dao, and the others. It raised a hand and waved, and in its palm sat a crimson ancient mirror, its surface swirling with raging flames—it was the Mystic Fire Mirror, the treasure stolen from Fenxiang Valley by the Ghost King Sect!

Seeing this, Yun Yilan's eyes widened in anger. “Demon thief, how dare you steal my valley's treasure! Return it at once!”

As he spoke, he channeled his Qi and unleashed a fire Dragon toward the Beast God.

Mysterious Dao, Tian Buyi, and the others frowned slightly but did not stop him.

“Mere mortals dare to clamor before this seat?” The Beast God sneered, shifting slightly to dodge the fire Dragon. It struck back with a palm, and the pitch-black Demonic Qi transformed into a giant claw, carrying an Aura that could tear everything apart as it went straight for Yun Yilan's face.

Yun Yilan sensed the terrifying power contained within the giant claw. His pupils shrank, and he hastily summoned his Magic Treasure, the Nine Yang Ruler, to block it. However, it was easily swatted away by the giant claw, and he was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, coughing up blood in a wretched state.

“Valley Master!”

Seeing this, Shangguan Ce turned pale with fright and quickly summoned his Magic Treasure, the Nine Frozen Ice Piercers, releasing a streak of frigid flowing light toward the Beast God.

Mysterious Dao and Master Puhong also reacted very quickly.

Mysterious Dao Immortal Master summoned the Seven Star Sword and slashed out. The magnificent sword momentum surged like silver spiritual light, striking toward the Beast God in the pattern of the Big Dipper.

Master Puhong formed hand seals, driving the Great Compassion Golden Wheel to emit a soft Buddhist light that enveloped Yun Yilan, saving him.

Seeing the power of the frigid flowing light and the Seven Star Sword style attacking simultaneously, the Beast God was not the least bit afraid.

It laughed wildly and activated the Mystic Fire Mirror: “Well come! Let me show you the power of the Bahuan Fire Dragon!”

The flames on the crimson ancient mirror surged, and a phantom of a fire Dragon soared Chong Tian. The Dragon's roar shook the clouds, actually blocking the attacks of Shangguan Ce and Mysterious Dao.

Seeing this, Mysterious Dao's brow furrowed.

Master Puhong's expression was also solemn. “What is the origin of this evil? Its strength is actually so formidable.”

The Beast God said indifferently, “This seat is the ancient Beast God!”

“Beast God?!”

Everyone was shocked.

Mysterious Dao made a prompt decision and said loudly: “All Disciples, hear my command! This evil is too powerful. Those whose cultivation has not reached the Shangqing Realm, retreat immediately!”

Meng Li released his Aura to envelop everyone on his side, locking onto those whose cultivation was below the Yuqing Realm. He then performed the Flowing Light Escape Technique, bringing them to an open space ten miles away.

“The upcoming battle is not suitable for you to participate in. Wait here for the time being.”

“If you see the situation turn sour, evacuate immediately to avoid unnecessary casualties.”

Leaving these two instructions, Meng Li turned into flowing light again and returned to the battlefield.

By this time, the two sides had officially begun to clash.

However, the main combatants were Mysterious Dao, Puhong, Shangguan Ce, and Tian Buyi.

People like Zeng Shuchang, Water Moon True Person, and Shang Zhengliang, along with Pude and Pukong from Tianyin Pavilion, could only provide support from the sidelines.

Taoist Tianyun, Su Ru, and the injured Yun Yilan could only watch the battle.

As soon as Meng Li appeared, Su Ru asked with concern: “Seventh, Ling'er and the others...”

Before she could finish, Meng Li replied: “They have been placed ten miles away; they are safe for now.”

At this time, the Beast God had adapted to the rhythm of the battle. Relying on the Bahuan Fire Dragon, it handled the siege of the experts with ease and began chanting.

In an instant, roars echoed from the forests near Huqi Mountain. Countless wolves, tigers, leopards, poisonous snakes, and fierce birds swarmed out, pouncing toward the Disciples of the Righteous Path. They were actually being controlled by the Beast God's Demon Power, becoming its minions.

Meng Li frowned slightly and stepped into the air. An invisible Qimen Formation expanded, enveloping the entire battlefield.

The Beast God, Mysterious Dao, Tian Buyi, and the others were not Qimen Warlocks and could not visually see the Qimen Formation. However, with their keen perception, they vaguely sensed something and slowed their movements in unison.

In the next instant, an entrance appeared out of thin air in front of the roaming Bahuan Fire Dragon, swallowing it directly.

Then, the entrance closed, and the Bahuan Fire Dragon vanished without a trace.

Seeing this, the Beast God was stunned for a moment.

Mysterious Dao, Tian Buyi, Puhong, Shangguan Ce, and the others were also dazed.

What happened?

The Bahuan Fire Dragon was swallowed in one bite?

Meng Li did not explain but continued to act, locking onto the Beast God.

Luanjin Dun!

The Beast God suddenly stiffened, feeling as if it were bound by invisible shackles, unable to move.

What kind of Spell is this?!

It was greatly alarmed, but under the constraint of Luanjin Dun, it couldn't speak, and even its thoughts slowed down.

At that moment, Meng Li took a deep breath and then blew a stream of air from his nose, striking the Beast God.

The Beast God's body shuddered violently, and a greyish phantom was forcibly knocked out of Xiao Yicai's body—it was the remnant spirit of the Beast God.

The remnant spirit of the Beast God tumbled in the air, its gaze fixed on Meng Li: “Who are you?”

“Qingyun Sect, Meng Li.”

Meng Li replied indifferently, then raised a finger.

The previously closed Eight Gates Space opened, and the Bahuan Fire Dragon roared out from within, pouncing straight at the Beast God's remnant spirit.

“No!”

Looking at the Bahuan Fire Dragon pouncing toward it, the Beast God was struck by memories of its past demise and let out a desperate wail, only able to watch helplessly as the fire Dragon swallowed it.

Amidst the raging fire, the Beast God's remnant spirit quickly turned to ash, completely dissipating between heaven and earth.

With the Beast God's demise, the wolves, tigers, and leopards it had controlled immediately regained their senses and scattered, disappearing into the forests.

A thrilling battle thus came to an end...