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Chapter 530 – Disaster

An Zheng felt that he would probably never be able to forget it. That day, at the bottom of the mountain, there was a middle-aged man with wrinkles on his face who died laughing at the foot of the mountain. Countless paper men separated from his body, holding hands as they rushed towards the army under the Ghost King’s command.

If it was just to deal with those evil spirits, then the paper people who filled the sky were undoubtedly their worst nightmare. However, the person he had to deal with was the Spirit King. The Ghost King was the Dao Sect’s ancestor’s self at a certain time.

“Six Armored Nine Chapters, Heaven’s Circle.”

The same words came out of different people’s mouths.

Suddenly, the densely packed paper men all flew back. Each paper man turned into a sharp blade that cut at Zhou Dingxi’s body. In just a few moments, he was badly mutilated. To be honest, a second ago, no matter if it was An Zheng, Chen Shaobai or the others, they all hated these two people who seemed to be extremely hypocritical. However, the moment the Spirit King appeared, the two Daoists immediately rushed forward without hesitation.

Perhaps, this is what they themselves said … Duty.

Zhou Dingxi smiled bitterly and said to his white hair, “Unexpectedly, I will die in front of a short-lived ghost like you …” Goodbye, my... “Senior apprentice-brother.”

Yu Baiyi turned around, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the Spirit King, “Don’t worry, I won’t be much later than you. “If there is also a seat for you and me in the Underworld, we can just work together like this.”

He turned and walked forward.

An Zheng roared loudly, “Let go of me!”

Yu Bai almost forgot about it. Only then did he remember to help An Zheng release the bindings. The pressure of a hundred thousand mountains on An Zheng’s body immediately disappeared. An Zheng’s body soared into the sky, pointing forward with his finger, thirty Holy Fish Scale s were activated from his body, forming a complete protective circle around Zhou Dingxi.

The paper men that were flying back clanged against the Holy Fish Scale, making it hard for them to cut in.

Halfway up the mountain, the green robed Spirit King raised his head and looked at An Zheng. The moment he raised his head, the hair that was originally hanging down to cover half his face slipped apart, revealing the left side of his face … The eye sockets were empty except for a black hole.

“Give me back my eyes.”

“No,” he said.

An Zheng: “I’ll even take your life.”

The Spirit King seemed to be silent for a moment before pointing forward. Countless evil spirits rose up from the mountain and pounced towards An Zheng.

An Zheng took a deep breath, his left hand flashed with purple lightning while his right hand was held up high. The power of his two hands merged in midair, as a blazing ball of purple light surrounded him. At this moment, the simulacrum of the God of Heaven appeared behind him once more. What was different from before was that this time, the phantom image of the God of Heaven appeared more solid, with a shield in one hand.

The purple light surrounding An Zheng suddenly exploded outwards, as though the most gorgeous fireworks in the world had exploded in the sky.

[Heavenly Thunder Shower]!

Streams of Heavenly Thunder of Nine Suns slashed down from An Zheng’s body, the scene was extremely shocking. When Yu Bai saw An Zheng use this move, his originally pale face actually turned red from excitement. His eyes were filled with disbelief: “This … “How is this possible?!”

Under the Heavenly Thunder Shower, there was simply no place for those wraiths to exist. The purple light began to spread out like the tide, quickly covering half of the mountain. Those evil spirits were directly killed, never to reincarnate. The power of the Heavenly Thunder Shower was just too tyrannical, even Daxi Shenghuang called it a forbidden art. Even if he mentioned it several times, he would still not be able to create sucowerful cultivation technique.

Of course, Chen Wunuo’s killing power was definitely stronger than the An Zheng of that period, but that was because he was invincible in the Great Heaven Realm. The reason why Heavenly Thunder Shower could be called a forbidden art was because at that time, An Zheng, who was almost at the peak of the Lower Celestial Stage, was able to releasower that neared the great heaven realm.

At least half of the evil spirits on the mountain were killed by An Zheng’s Heavenly Thunder Shower, and a black eight trigram diagram appeared above the Ghost King’s head. When the Heavenly Thunder Shower descended, the eight trigram diagram started to spin, and actually blocked the power of the Heavenly Thunder Shower. As for the Eight Trigram Diagram, its power was very strong and he could control a greater range of power, but he clearly didn’t intend to do that. The deaths of those wraiths seemed to have nothing to do with him.

“Who the f * ck is this guy!”

From midair, under the protection of the thirty Holy Fish Scale s, Zhou Dingxi could no longer care about the blood and gore on his body, and shouted at Yu Whitey.

Yu Bai shook his head, his eyes still full of disbelief: “I …” “I don’t know.”

At this moment, the Spirit King suddenly raised its hand and pressed down. Then the whole earth began to shake, and smoke and dust rose up from the ground and filled the air between the heaven and earth likhick fog. The earth began to crack open, and countless hands stretched out from the cracks and began to crawl on the ground. In just a short moment, countless malevolent and horrifying looking skeletons and half-rotted corpses crawled out from the ground.

The most terrifying thing was … these corpses were all cultivators, and powerful experts at that!

Why were so many evil spirits locked on this Inside the Immortal Palace?

Why were there so many powerful corpses in the Inside the Immortal Palace?

The battle of Immortals.

Many years ago, the cultivators of the Mortal Realm fought against the cruel rule of the immortal palace. It just so happened that Xuan-Yuan and Qing Lian, who were part of the three emperors of the Immortal Palace, took action, while Purple Ivy just sat there and did nothing. Most of the corpses that An Zheng and the others were looking at were cultivators or beasts that belonged to the mortal world. The other parts were … Immortal!

Qi Tian shook his head and sighed: “It’s time for retribution.”

Chen Shaobai acknowledged it, “Yes, it’s time for retribution... When the immortal palace appeared, it became the battlefield between the Buddhist Kingdom and the Great Xixi. After all, wasn’t it due to greed? This time, even if Da Xi and the Buddhist Kingdom joined forces, they would most likely be annihilated. Those corpses were once powerful cultivators. Even though they have already died for ten thousand years and their power is inferior to that of the past, they are still terrifying. ”

“One of them is an Immortal.”

Qi Tian’s face was extremely ugly as he said: “Even if it’s just an immortal bone, we are still not his match.”

Chen Shaobai: “Even if you aren’t an opponent, you still have to fight!”

He waved his black scythe and rushed forward. Qi Tian swore in a low voice that they were all f * cking idiots. Then, he lifted his iron rod and rushed forward. At the same time, even though they didn’t know what had happened, more cultivators still rushed over. The first to arrive was the Da Xi cultivators who had been trapped here for almost a year. A portion of them were Daoist from Mount Wudang.

A very old Daoist fell to his knees and cried towards the Spirit King, “Ancestor, I beg of you to look into it!”

The bloodied Zhou Ding Liu rushed over and pulled Old Taoist up: “Senior Master, what’s the use of begging him now? He is no longer the Patriarch of our Dao Sect, but the Ghost King! ”

The Old Taoist stood up with a determined look on his face, “He is the Spirit King, but he is also my Dao Sect’s patriarch. As the disciples of the Dao Sect, we should salute. After the salutation, you will be the enemy. ”

He swung both of his hands backward. As his sleeves fluttered, a phantom image that was many times bigger than his original body flew out. It was so big that it instantly filled the entire world. Old Taoist turned into a giant as he raised his foot and stomped towards the Spirit King, “The descendant of my Wu Dang Mountain’s Dao Sect shall follow the teachings of the Patriarch, exorcise evil and guard the Dao, protect the human world! If I am a disciple, then follow me to defeat demons and exterminate devils! ”

“Yes sir!”

All of the Daoists present, regardless of whether they were from the Three Purities Monastery or not, acknowledged the order and charged towards the Ghost King’s army that was spread throughout the mountains and plains. Those corpses were all very powerful. Fortunately, they had been dead for more than ten thousand years, and their strength was far weaker than before. Among them, the Mortal Realm cultivators had the largest amount of wreckage, but they were also the easiest to deal with. Most terrifying of all were the few Immortal bones within.

Even ten thousand years later, that immortal bone would still not be easily broken. Even if a magic tool at the peak of the Golden-Rank were to smash onto the immortal bone, it would not even have a white mark.

Old Taoist, who was addressed as Martial Uncle by Zhou Dingxi, said loudly: “If this is the beginning of the apocalypse, then our Dao Sect’s disciples will die in front of everyone. “Wudang Mountain is indestructible, the mortal world is indestructible!”

“Wudang Mountain will not be destroyed!” The mortal world is indestructible! ”

The Dao Sect disciples rushed over and fought in the sea of blood and corpses.

Old Taoist turned into a giant and stepped towards the Spirit King who was halfway up the mountain.

This Old Taoist was the Junior Brother of the Zhang Zhenjun of the Wudang Mountain, he had already lived for who knows how many years. At this moment, he was determined to die. He knew who the Ghost King was more clearly than anyone, and he knew it better than anyone else. The Ghost King knew the Dao Sect better than anyone else in their sect. The cultivation techniques that they knew, the Spirit King was more adept than them. And most of them were created by the Spirit King himself!

“If I were to die in place of peace in this world, I would be the first to die.”

Old Taoist stomped his foot on the ground and then, he stabbed downwards with one hand. As his fingers came together, an illusory sword shot towards the Spirit King like thunder from the ninth heaven.

At the same time, Yu Bai also rushed up and said a single word.

“Soldier!”

Hundreds of golden-armored Empyrean Gods charged towards the Ghost King.

“Soldier!”

The Ghost King also lightly said one word, but it was jusepeat.

In the blink of an eye, however, all of the golden-armored Empyrean Gods exploded, as though countless fireworks had been set off. From the time it appeared to its demise, it did not even have a second to spare. But this short second added a few more tragedies to the war.

Just as the word Spirit King came out of his mouth, the long sword in Old Taoist’s hands suddenly shattered. Countless fragments fell down like falling stars. There were countless meteors, and it was unknown how many cultivators were killed or how many corpses were destroyed. He didn’t seem to care about anyone’s life or death at all.

A moment later, the shattered remnants of the stars formed a sword, which landed in the hands of the Spirit King. He raised his single eye to look at Old Taoist, and said with a light but disdainful tone: “Too weak, you lost my face.”

He raised his sword with one hand and swung it. The Old Taoist drew eight eight trigrams consecutively, but he was still unable to stop the sword’s attack. The sword pierced his chest, causing Old Taoist’s body to sway for a bit, before falling from the sky.