Transcending two realms to become an earth immortal

Chapter 51 Return

At this moment, the various evil spirits who were secretly watching, as well as Fang Chen and Daoist Mingjun, all changed their expressions drastically.

No one expected the situation to reverse so quickly.

Previously, these three old demons had been hiding in the back, driving their disciples to their deaths, showing themselves to be cowards who feared death.

However, just as Mingyang Daoist relaxed his mind slightly, they suddenly launched an attack... Their advance and retreat were measured, ruthless and decisive, truly showing three-tenths of the true nature of the demonic sect!

"Hehehe..."

A sinister laugh, like a venomous snake, burrowed into the ears of everyone present, hoarse and distorted, as if rusty bone fragments were rubbing against skulls.

"Those two little beasts, though I hate them to the bone, I must admit they are indeed of superior character, resolute in their determination to die, and ruthless in their attacks... Just now, the three of us were forced to temporarily retreat from their sharp edge!"

"But you, a little mouse hiding in the shadows, trembling with fear, dare to jump out and steal the peaches, dare to confront this old ancestor, and even lose focus... This is simply provoking the wrath of the Grand Duke Jupiter, courting death!"

"No--!"

Mingyang Daoist's face was ashen, and he frantically urged the remaining magical power in his body, trying to break free from this certain death.

However, the skeletal hand pierced through his heart, completely severing his physical life force, and gripped his right arm holding the lamp like an iron hoop.

In the blink of an eye, the flesh and blood of his right arm melted away rapidly, like snow meeting boiling water, revealing the stark white bones!

"Die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the eerie green soul fire on the Jade Bone Old Monster's skeletal face suddenly blazed fiercely, revealing a cruel color that chilled one to the bone.

Immediately, the magical power on the skeletal hand suddenly erupted!

"ah--!!!"

The Taoist Mingyang let out an extremely mournful howl.

Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, the features on his face melted and flowed away as if wax had met boiling oil.

Flesh mixed with the tattered Taoist robe turned into thick, filthy blood plasma, which peeled off and fell from the skeleton in a few drops... In just a moment, only a skeleton still covered with traces of blood and flesh remained on the spot!

The next instant, a phantom rushed out from the top of the skull, grabbed the dimly lit Zhengyang Spirit Lamp, and flew away frantically into the distance... It was the Yin spirit of Daoist Mingyang who had abandoned his physical body and fled in panic!

Even the most vengeful spirits cannot attain sainthood after countless eons. Having lost the foundation of their physical bodies, even if they manage to survive in this turbid world, their path to enlightenment is almost severed.

But at this moment, Daoist Mingyang only wanted to live, even if it meant falling into the form of a sinister ghost!

But before he could escape even ten feet away, the old monster Youxuan blocked his path.

His eyes gleamed with intense greed and drooling, and he grinned, emitting a hoarse, unpleasant sound.

"What a fine [Soul Beast]... It's imbued with pure Yang magic power, and its Yang energy hasn't been completely lost. If I use it as the main ingredient, and then refine it with a hundred souls, I'm sure I can refine a great elixir, helping my cultivation advance even further!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the filthy death aura and the malevolent energy of the vengeful ghost surged like a tide, and like clouds gathering and dispersing, condensing into a tall, twisted, constantly writhing, and ever-changing ferocious ghostly figure.

The ghostly figure was tall and menacing, its mouth split open to its ears, emitting a chilling, hoarse shriek:

"Mingyang~"

"Mingyang..."

"Mingyang!!!"

Upon hearing this sound, Mingyang Daoist's Yin spirit felt as if it had fallen into an ice cave. His already solidified three souls and seven spirits began to dissipate and waver. Furthermore, an evil power arose from the depths of his soul, threatening to devour its master!

This technique, "Calling Names to Fall from Grace," has been cultivated by the Old Monster Youxuan to the terrifying level where he can curse someone remotely without needing their response, as long as they know their name and connection. This technique has almost reached the threshold of a mid-level evil magic!

"No...no..." Mingyang Daoist's spirit struggled and twisted wildly, its light and shadow flickering, emanating a divine wave filled with endless fear and despair. "I am the chief disciple of Zhengyang Dao...the most talented...the elders have placed high hopes on me...I cannot die...I cannot..."

"Junior brother! Junior brother Fang Chen! Save me, save me—!"

The extremely mournful wails and cries for help from the Yin spirit echoed in the air above the ruined temple.

Below, Daoist Mingjun witnessed this sudden and shocking change, and was almost unable to recover his senses.

Seeing his miserable state, an unnatural flush rose on his pale face, and he abruptly turned to look at Fang Chen beside him.

The latter's eyes turned cold, and he shouted loudly:

"Senior Brother Mingyang, I'm here to save you!"

In the next instant, his figure and the sword light almost became one, carrying an indomitable and resolute killing intent, he soared into the air and slashed straight at the twisted ghostly shadow behind the old monster Youxuan!

However, just as the sword light was about to strike, the old monster of the Form Refining Sect revealed a sinister smile, flashed in front of the old monster of the Dark Mystery Sect, and his flesh and blood suddenly expanded, turning into a wall of flesh, trying to block the sword light head-on.

But in the next instant, the sword light did not strike the old monster Youxuan. Instead, it suddenly turned and, like a dragon swinging its tail, drew a strange arc, bypassed the flesh wall, and struck the Yin spirit phantom of the Mingyang Daoist not far away!

"No--!"

Mingyang only had time to let out half a scream before the sword light swept past his soul, causing his Yin spirit to collapse completely and his soul to be scattered!

Only the Zhengyang Spirit Lamp remained, falling from the sky. Fang Chen swept his sleeve and caught the lamp in his hand.

"How dare you!"

"How dare you, you little beast, play tricks on us!"

The three old demonic monsters' expressions changed drastically, and then they realized that the boy's sword strike just now, on the surface, was aimed at the old monster Youxuan, but in reality, it was to seize the spirit lamp and kill Mingyang!

They never expected that their opponent, a member of the righteous path, would be so decisive and ruthless in the face of such a life-or-death situation, rivaling even them, members of the demonic sect. Furthermore, he was not bound by any so-called morality or benevolence; he was truly remarkable!

"Damn it!"

The three of them formed a triangle again, trapping Fang Chen and his companion in the center.

The old monster who had been training his form sneered:

"What a ruthless nature! You are truly a hero among the righteous, and a mortal enemy of our path! Today, even if it costs all my disciples, I will wear you down to death here, leaving no trace of trouble!"

The old monster Youxuan replied in a sinister tone:

"Don't worry, you can't escape! Once you leave this dojo, the outside world is full of tax devils. You'll be sucked dry within a hundred miles! Even if you manage to escape the Dao City, the Yin-Yang Realm, the shadows of the old world... where in this present realm isn't a den of demons? Where can you possibly escape to?!"

The Jade Bone Monster scoffed:

"The struggle of ants is nothing but a source of amusement. Obediently offer up your soul and body, and I, your ancestor, might spare a trace of your true spirit for reincarnation... Although you can only be reborn into the animal realm, it's still better than your soul being scattered and completely annihilated!"

The three surrounded them again, their bodies enveloped in a thick, inky miasma that spread outwards, sealing off all directions.

Countless ferocious ghosts, skeletons, and monsters were driven forward once more, surging in like a tidal wave...

Even at this point, these three old demonic monsters still fiercely protected their remaining disciples in front of them, clearly intending to use a human wave tactic to wear down Fang Chen and his companion to death here!

Even when victory was assured, he would never willingly put himself in danger!

Fang Chen's expression turned icy cold.

He flipped his left hand, and a tanned human skin appeared in his palm, with strange runes outlined on it in the blood and sand of vengeful ghosts.

With a slight raise of his right hand, the Qi within his spiritual realm surged, and the clear light of celestial script flowed, ready to imprint that forbidden talisman in mid-air—

【A curse charm】!

He had cast this spell only half a time, and it had already attracted an indescribable and terrifying gaze from the world.

If I truly cannot escape this calamity today, I can simply abandon this physical body, use the Kunlun Mirror to envelop my true spirit and escape into the Pure Spirit World, and return when I have achieved sufficient cultivation in the future.

However, before leaving...

He must use this curse to bury this Dao Realm Demon Cave, along with these three old dogs before him, into eternal damnation!

Fang Chen's eyes flashed with a fierce light, his killing intent already resolved:

Since this body cannot survive, then there is no need to preserve this Dao realm!

"Death... huh?!"

Fang Chen's gesture suddenly stopped, and his gaze sharpened abruptly.

Even the three old demons in front of them froze, their faces showing disbelief and horror.

Just because of one figure, who had quietly appeared among the crowd at some unknown time.

He was dressed in a Taoist robe, appeared to be middle-aged, had an ancient and strange face, and a faint smile played at the corners of his mouth.

Moreover, his aura was deep and unfathomable, so dark and mysterious that even the dim light of the sky seemed to be silently swallowed up and dimmed when it fell upon him.

Daoist Mingjun was taken aback at first, then exclaimed in surprise:

"Master...Master?!"

This person is none other than the current leader of the Zhengyang Dao!