135: Sixty-four magical phases of Yin!

Dozens of miles to the north.

Sect Leader Yan Po Shan of the Blood Servant Sect was bringing his daughter, Yan Qingqing, to welcome Li Yan.

But as they drew near, Yan Poshan frowned.

“What is that smell?”

After smelling the sour stench permeating the air, Yan Poshan’s heart trembled.

“Oh no, the Saint is in trouble!”

Yan Qingqing, sitting in the sedan, lifted the curtain and looked outside.

“Father…”

Yan Qingqing in the immortal sedan looked very similar to Onyx Moon Fairy, but her face and expression were somewhat naive, like a sheltered young lady who had not experienced the world.

Yan Poshan raised his hand: “It’s fine, my daughter, you stay in the sedan.”

He didn’t want his precious daughter to take risks, after all, the opponents were Corpse Yin Cultivators, those people were notorious cesspools.

If you got a little on you, the corpse stench wouldn’t wash off for ten days and ten nights.

Yan Poshan waved his hand: “Blood Guards, follow me!”

Behind Yan Poshan was a group of Spell Cultivators wearing cage masks and blood-stained robes.

They were elite Cultivators nurtured by the Blood Servant Sect using secret techniques, and they were also the sharp blade in Yan Poshan’s hand.

As Yan Poshan charged into the battlefield, Yan Qingqing, sitting in the immortal sedan, nervously clenched her fists.

“Please… please don’t let anything happen.”

But at this moment, Yan Qingqing felt very strange.

What she was more worried about was Li Yan, who was trapped in the cave…

For some reason, she should have been concerned about her father’s safety, but at this moment, she cared more about Li Yan.

Her heart had already flown to the cave.

If her strength hadn’t been insufficient, she would have even wanted to draw her sword and go rescue Li Yan herself.

“Why… why am I so worried about that person?”

“He and I have never met…”

Although she was somewhat confused, Yan Qingqing could only pray that her father would bring Li Yan back.

Yan Qingqing gazed into the distance, she whispered: “Is that the Hall Master of Tianshu Hall in Cloud City?”

At this time, the battlefield revolved around the cave where Li Yan was located.

Li Yan sat in the cave absorbing Corpse Yin Qi, while the people outside began to fight fiercely.

Those filthy Corpse Yin Cultivators, relying on the green Qi emanating from their bodies, blocked Su Mo.

But Yan Poshan’s participation changed the entire battlefield situation.

Yan Poshan held a spear that broke formations, and a spear strike pierced through the sky full of poisonous miasma.

“Saint, do not fear, I, Yan Poshan, am here!”

This person transmitted his voice alone, informing Li Yan in the cave.

He was indeed clever, not exposing Li Yan’s ‘identity’ in front of the Cloud City Cultivators.

It was a three-way melee, but it was the Cultivators and Blood Law Cultivators jointly suppressing Cian and her group.

Su Mo on the opposite side raised an eyebrow: “People from the Blood Servant Sect? Why are they fighting with the Corpse Yin Cultivators too?”

The second Elder of Tianshu Hall next to her laughed: “Hall Master, Blood Law Cultivators and Corpse Yin Cultivators have always been at odds.”

“They’re fighting among themselves, and we’re happy about it!”

Those Blood Law Cultivators and Corpse Yin Cultivators often fought fiercely to contend for resources.

In their eyes, it was considered normal.

And the addition of the Blood Servant Sect also made Cian and her group feel pressure.

“This kid is hot to handle!”

“Tianshu Hall and the Blood Servant Sect people are here, what do we do, Abbot Mi?”

Abbot Mi, who had transformed into a hundred-zhang Corpse Buddha, looked at Yan Poshan with a stern face.

He twirled the dark green prayer beads in his hand and snorted coldly.

“Yan Poshan, this bandit, actually came at this time to ruin my good deed.”

“This old monk only needs to obtain this kid Li Yan’s corpse water to ascend to immortality, how can I give up?”

The Corpse Buddha, transformed by Abbot Mi, looked at the cave where Li Yan was located.

The golden light emitted by the blood glass treasure lotus lantern still illuminated the cave entrance.

Seeing this, Abbot Mi spoke: “Everyone, protect me, this old monk is going to call for backup!”

“Good!”

Cian’s hundred-zhang rotten corpse clapped her hands and began to release dense Corpse Qi around her.

The barrier formed by the Corpse Qi even isolated the people from Tianshu Hall and the Blood Servant Sect.

Yan Poshan, forced back, scratched the blood blisters growing on his body in annoyance.

“Cian, that old nun, truly infuriates me!”

Yan Poshan felt incredibly itchy and could only pull out a small knife to cut off the flesh and remove the poison, to prevent the herpes from spreading all over his body.

On the other side, Su Mo looked at Yan Poshan.

“Sect Master Yan, no matter what grievances there are between you and me.”

“I suggest both sides join forces to take down this group of True Lord Miao Ci’s followers.”

Clearly, True Lord Miao Ci’s followers naturally referred to these bald monks exuding a corpse stench.

Yan Poshan pondered for a moment; rescuing Li Yan was urgent, so he couldn’t worry about anything else.

“First kill these disgusting fellows, then we’ll talk about other things!”

“Sect Master Yan is forthright!”

Su Mo cupped her hands towards Yan Poshan, and then both sides attacked from the left and right, trying to suppress the gushing Corpse Qi.

However, despite the large numbers of Cultivators and Blood Law Cultivators, they found it difficult to advance due to the dark green poisonous miasma Corpse Qi.

Yan Poshan gnashed his teeth and roared: “Bleed!”

The Blood Guards beside him released red blood mist to resist the dark green poisonous miasma.

On the other side, Su Mo also led a group of Elders and Protectors to push forward.

Just as Tianshu Hall and the Blood Servant Sect began to exert their strength, Abbot Mi clasped his hands together, and the dark green prayer beads in his hands began to emit a verdant glow.

“Pustules open eyes, corpses form seals, ten thousand sores obey, gather in the meditation hall!”

He saw the dark green prayer beads in his hand explode, and several green lights shot up into the sky.

Upon seeing this, Yan Poshan cursed loudly: “Damn it, this old bald monk wants to make things big.”

As the green light shot into the sky, countless Corpse Yin Cultivators thousands of miles away were attracted by this towering pillar of light.

For a time, large batches of Cultivators glowing green began to gather here.

Under normal circumstances, other Cultivators or Blood Law Cultivators, seeing this light pillar, would not come to join the fun.

In the eyes of other Cultivators, that was the gathering of maggots, and any normal person would avoid it like the plague.

As a result, the people from Tianshu Hall and the Blood Servant Sect were instead surrounded by this group of incoming Corpse Yin Cultivators.

Seeing the situation becoming increasingly unfavorable, it was likely that Su Mo and Yan Poshan would both perish here.

Li Yan, sitting in the cave, let out a long breath of turbid Qi at this moment.

“I’ve broken through to Nascent Soul Stage Fifth Layer.”

“But things outside look bad…”

“If I don’t act, they will probably die.”

Su Mo, at the Soul Transformation Stage, and Yan Poshan, at the Feathered Ascension Stage, were struggling to resist those Corpse Cultivators.

Li Yan stroked his chin thoughtfully: “If I activate the Golden Body Avatar, I will inevitably be recognized, and it might also attract retaliation from some old enemies.”

“But what if I activate another type of Avatar? It’s a good time to try the Blood Dao Pattern.”

Li Yan originally wanted to take advantage and then run, but Tianshu Hall and the Blood Servant Sect were trapped here trying to save him.

Since that was the case…

Why not use this opportunity to test out his newly comprehended Move?

Thinking of this, Li Yan’s eyes fixed on the treasure lotus lamp in his hand that was emitting golden light.

Don’t forget, the full name of this treasure lotus lamp is the blood glass treasure lotus lantern.

“Side effect to main, switch to suppression.”

“Nine Nether Yin Demon, rise!”

As Li Yan silently chanted in his mind, the sixty-four shadows he had placed in various locations summoned sixty-four Nine Nether Yin Demons.

Dark red flesh Avatars rose from all directions!