blogombal Chapter 341 9 Yin Demon Flames, the Power to Plunge to the Heavens
Chapter 341 9 Yin Demon Flames, the Power to Plunge to the Heavens
Chapter 341 Nine Yin Demon Flame, Soaring to the Heavens
"Good tactic."
Hundreds of miles away, above the Six Heavenly Generals.
The second branch of the Ji family stood with their hands behind their backs, their robes fluttering in the wind.
He gazed at the distant battlefield where gold and black intertwined, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes, which quickly turned into admiration.
"With the three supernatural powers combined, this level of physical prowess has almost reached the ceiling of the fourth-order body refinement. Kongxing truly lives up to his reputation as one of the three great monks of the Vajra Temple; his foundation is indeed admirable."
As he spoke, his gaze shifted, across the battlefield, and like a circling vulture, landed precisely on Chen Yi and Ning Bu'er.
Although Fairy Xuanyin was powerful, it was only a matter of time before she was defeated by a veteran expert like Kongxing.
Once that witch falls, the remaining two juniors—
A sinister smile curled at the corner of the second branch of the Ji family's mouth.
Since we've run into them, we might as well bring them back to the Ji family.
Regardless of whether Chen Yi supports Ji Wuchen or not, he won't lose out.
A hundred miles is but a short distance to a Nascent Soul cultivator.
The moment that gaze fell upon him, the hairs on the back of Chen Yi's body stood on end.
That was blatant malice, undisguised, like being stared at by a cold, venomous snake.
Chen Yi turned his head, his gaze piercing through layers of void, meeting the gaze of the second branch of the Ji family from afar.
There was no anger, no panic.
His eyes were as calm as a stagnant pool; he merely glanced at it briefly before looking away.
It was as if what I had just seen was not a top expert at the peak of the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, but a roadside creature.
This dismissive attitude caused the smile on the face of the second branch of the Ji family to freeze slightly, and the coldness in their eyes intensified.
But Chen Yi didn't care at all.
As long as the late-stage Nascent Soul ancestor of the second branch doesn't make a move, he doesn't take these remaining scoundrels, including the peak mid-stage Nascent Soul ancestor of the second branch, seriously at all.
The center of the battlefield.
The situation is now clear.
With the blessing of the three supernatural powers, the Vajra Imprisoning Heaven Finger was incredibly powerful, forcefully resisting the raging demonic flames and pressing down little by little.
The black sea of fire was compressed and contracted continuously, and the face of the Mysterious Yin Fairy also turned a few shades paler.
The monk Kongxing looked down at Xuan Yin, who was struggling to hold on, clasped his hands together, and spoke in a loud voice that resounded through heaven and earth: "Benefactor Xuan Yin, this humble monk has the virtue of cherishing life and does not wish to commit more killings."
"Why not stop here and return the Zen relic that my worthless disciple Xuanhui left with you?"
He paused, his gaze sweeping over Ning Bu'er below, his tone becoming indifferent yet authoritative: "Furthermore, you and your disciple shall destroy the origin of the Nine Nether Demon Flame and return with me to the Vajra Temple to reflect on your mistakes for two hundred years."
"This humble monk can grant your pardon for your previous rudeness and offense."
The sound was booming, carrying an undeniable domineering air.
Abandoning our original source?
This is even more painful for the cultivators than killing them.
Upon hearing this, a strange blush appeared on Fairy Xuanyin's originally pale face.
That was a laugh born of extreme anger.
"ha----"
A soft chuckle escaped her lips, which quickly turned into unrestrained, maniacal laughter.
"You bald monk, you really take advantage of any opportunity!"
Xuan Yin Fairy suddenly raised her head, her long black hair moving without wind, and her eyes blazing with black light, showing no trace of weakness.
"You want to cripple my cultivation? You want your broken bones back?"
"If I don't unleash my most powerful skills today, you old bald monk might really think that my Nine Yin lineage has no one left!"
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly reached out with her right hand to grab at the sky.
"Burn it!"
Boom!
The sky and earth changed color.
An extremely violent surge erupted from the depths of her dantian. It was not the previous blackness, but a profound darkness that seemed to freeze even the soul.
The Origin of the Nine Netherworld Demonic Flames!
As soon as this power was unleashed, the spiritual energy within a hundred miles seemed to be drawn by some powerful magnetic field, frantically converging towards Fairy Xuan Yin.
Above her palm, a jet-black fireball appeared out of thin air.
It's not big, only about the size of a fist.
But the moment it appeared, black cracks appeared in the surrounding space, as if the world itself could not bear its weight.
An ancient, weathered wave, yet carrying an aura of destruction, swept out.
Quasi-God Transformation level!
Chen Yi's eyelids twitched slightly.
Unexpectedly, the extra tutoring I've given my aunt over the past few years has led to such a dramatic increase in her abilities; she's definitely not to be underestimated...
Moreover, if this level of Nine Yin Demon Flame Origin were used for dual cultivation...
Chen Yi shook his head. No, it wouldn't be appropriate for him to think of his master, his aunt, so much.
"go!"
Xuan Yin Fairy shouted sharply and flicked her finger.
The fireball, which resembled a black hole, vanished instantly and reappeared upon crashing into the three invincible, giant Vajra fingers.
There was no earth-shattering explosion.
There was only a chilling sound of melting.
The originally indestructible dark gold finger body melted and disintegrated rapidly like snow under the blazing sun the moment it came into contact with the fireball.
Within that pitch-black demonic flame, there were even wisps of golden lightning, as thin as gossamer.
That is—the origin of the Thunder Spirit?
The pupils constricted suddenly.
How could the Nine Yin Demon Flame lineage have undergone such a change?
Although the lightning was weak, it was incomparably sharp and specifically designed to suppress evil spirits. At this moment, however, it was perfectly integrated by the Xuan Yin Fairy into the extremely yin and evil demonic flames, forming a terrifying destructive force of yin and yang clashing.
Click!
A crisp cracking sound rang out.
The golden light on the three Vajra Imprisoning Heaven Finger fingers shattered instantly, and the originally smooth, jade-like fingers were covered with spiderweb-like black cracks.
The cracks continued to spread backward at a visible speed, covering the entire finger in the blink of an eye.
The compassionate smile on the face of the monk Kongxing froze instantly.
His eyes widened as he stared intently at the finger force collapsing within the demonic flames, his voice trembling for the first time: "Near-fifth rank Nine Nether Demonic Flame Origin?!"
"And—this actually contains such a powerful Thunder Spirit Origin Eye Technique?"
"When did your Nine Yin Demon Flame lineage develop to such a terrifying level?!"
Cultivate Yin and Yang together, and harmonize water and fire.
This requires not only exceptional talent, but also immense opportunity and courage; a slight misstep could result in death by exploding.
But this crazy woman actually did it!
The monk Kongxing took a deep breath, his expression becoming more serious than ever before.
"As expected, I cannot let you live. Fortunately, you only have this one natal demonic flame. If your numbers had increased, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to deal with you today!"
Kongxing's expression turned serious, and then he suddenly pushed his hands outward, causing a burst of golden light to shine from his chest.
Whoosh whoosh—
Hundreds of dazzling golden rays shot out from his body and hovered in mid-air.
They were golden beads the size of longan fruits, each one crystal clear, containing a terrifying power that seemed capable of crushing mountains.
Diamond Marrow!
There are hundreds of them, each containing up to two thousand strands of Vajra power.
Chen Yi felt a chill run down his spine.
This one strike had the power of a full-force attack from a late-stage fourth-level body cultivator.
Hundreds stacked together —
Let alone the late Nascent Soul stage, even a peak Nascent Soul cultivator could be smashed into mincemeat if they were not careful!
This old monk has taken out all his savings for his funeral.
"go!"
The monk Kongxing waved his sleeve.
The Vajra Marrow, like a meteor shower, rained down on Xuan Yin Fairy with a piercing sound.
Each crystal of Vajra marrow that streaked through the air left a long, white trail of energy, causing the void to tremble and creating a terrifying spectacle.
Upon seeing this, Fairy Xuanyin's expression also hardened.
She did not back down at all, her hands waving wildly in front of her, her ten fingers flicking rapidly.
"burst!"
Boom! The aura within her body surged once more, comparable to her natal demonic flame source hundreds of times stronger than before, erupting like a flood bursting its banks.
The black sea of fire surged upstream, transforming into a gigantic maw that blotted out the sky, viciously swallowing the falling Vajra Marrow.
Since you're determined to fight to the death, then I'll go crazy with you to the very end!
The night was torn apart.
The golden light, which was originally like a raging sea, was about to completely engulf the darkness in an instant, but in the next instant, countless dark holes suddenly exploded in the center of the golden light.
"So many near-fifth-tier natal demonic flames, how is that possible? Xuan Hui came back and said there was only one?"
Kongxing's usually placid face twitched suddenly, his eyes almost bursting out of their sockets.
In their field of vision, the Xuan Yin Fairy, who should have been easily suppressed by the Vajra Marrow, was now surrounded by towering black flames.
It wasn't one, nor ten, but hundreds and thousands of pitch-black lotus-shaped flames, densely covering half the sky.
At the center of each black lotus, a heart-pounding gray-white flame pulsates.
That was the origin of the Nine Yin Demon Flame after its qualitative change.
The hundreds of Vajra Marrows that Kongxing had offered up, each one a culmination of his years of arduous cultivation, were as hard as a top-grade fourth-tier magic weapon, yet at this moment they were like snowflakes falling into boiling oil.
Sizzle sizzle—
The ear-piercing sound of melting echoed through the night sky, accompanied by a nauseating smell of burning.
That was the smell of soul power being burned alive.
The Buddha's light on the surface of the Vajra marrow was wailing, and the originally brilliant gold quickly dimmed, visibly tinged with a layer of deathly gray.
The source is damaged!
Kongxing felt a piercing pain in his mind, the pain of his original source being forcibly stripped away from his mind.
His supposedly indestructible foundation proved as fragile as a sheet of paper in the face of these eerie black flames.
The opponent's Nine Yin Demon Flames were not only terrifying in number, but their effect of burning the Vajra Marrow Power far exceeded the Nine Yin Demon Art recorded in the classic texts.
This is no ordinary Nine Yin Demon Flame!
The Nine Yin Demon Flame Origin, which possesses a portion of the true meaning of the Golden Thunder Spirit, was actually able to burn and melt his late-stage fourth-order Vajra Origin Power!
"No, Benefactor Xuan Yin, please stop! Stop fighting!"
Kongxing panicked.
In just those two brief moments of contact, the pure cultivation he had accumulated over a decade evaporated into thin air.
The diamond marrow wailed, shrinking rapidly under the licking of the black flames.
If the fire continues, let alone maintaining his current cultivation level, he probably won't even be able to hold onto the mid-stage of the fourth rank.
The Mysterious Yin Fairy hovered in the center of the black flames, her long hair dancing wildly, and her eyes gleaming with a frenzied black light.
She refused to listen; the pent-up resentment that had been building up in her heart for years, and the anger at being attacked at the mountain gate, finally erupted.
They've gone berserk.
She formed a hand seal, and the black flame essence seeped from her fingertips, merging into the surrounding demonic flames.
boom!
The already raging black sea of fire surged once more, transforming into a gigantic maw that blotted out the sky, viciously biting down at the remaining Vajra Marrow.
Although Chen Yi had instructed them not to kill anyone today.
But Fairy Xuanyin was not willing to let them off easily. Since they dared to come and cause trouble, they should be prepared to leave their lives behind. At the very least, she would beat that old man so badly that he would never dare to come again!
"You bald monk from Vajra Temple, today I will fight you to the death! Do you really think my Nine Yin lineage is so easy to bully? Coming and going as you please, smashing and taking as you please?"
With a sharp cry, Fairy Xuan Yin flicked her fingers, unleashing even more primordial demonic flames that completely severed the connection between the Vajra Marrow and Emptiness.
Black flames rolled and tightly enveloped the hundreds of points of golden light, frantically refining them.
"puff!"
Kongxing spat out a golden arrow of blood, and staggered backward in mid-air.
He wanted to retrieve the Vajra Marrow, but found that the moment his divine sense touched the circle of black flames, it was burned to ashes.
It’s over.
That was his cultivation accumulated over hundreds of years.
That was the Vajra essence that made him famous.
It is disappearing at an alarming rate.
Kongxing could clearly sense that the power within his body was plummeting, and that feeling of weakness chilled him to the bone.
"No, stop hitting us. Our Vajra Temple is willing to compensate you. Please stop, Benefactor Xuan Yin."
His voice was already trembling.
Xuan Yin Fairy ignored her, a cruel smile curving her lips. Her hand gestures changed, and the black flames contracted even more tightly, squeezing the Vajra Marrow until it made a teeth-grinding cracking sound.
burn.
Burn it fiercely.
The night wind howled, carrying with it the explosive sounds of the Vajra Marrow disintegrating.
Just as Kongxing's aura rapidly weakened, the protective Buddhist light on his body shattered completely, and his realm plummeted from the fourth-order perfection to the threshold of the fourth-order late stage, and he was still swaying unsteadily, a clear and cold voice exploded in Xuan Yin Fairy's mind.
"Auntie, it's best to hold back for now and conserve some strength in case things change later."
Chen Yi's voice.
Xuan Yin Fairy paused.
The madness in his eyes faded slightly, and reason regained its advantage.
She glanced at the ashen-faced old monk in the distance, snorted coldly, and withdrew her hand seals.
The black flames surged back like a tidal wave and entered her body.
In the night sky, only a few dozen broken and dull diamond marrow fragments remained, wobbling as they flew back into Kongxing's hand.
At this moment of emptiness, there is not a trace of the majesty of the Vajra Temple monks.
His robes were tattered, his face was ashen, and his hands, holding the fragments of Vajra Marrow, trembled violently.
Heart is bleeding.
Centuries of arduous cultivation have vanished in a single battle.
What he hated even more was Xuan Hui.
That bastard!
They clearly stated that the opponent only had a wisp of demonic flame, and that although the opponent was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, they were not to be feared.
Is this what we should be afraid of?
Is this just a wisp?
This Xuan Yin Fairy's combat power has clearly reached the threshold of Quasi-God Transformation!
Either Xuan Hui is blind and lying, or this Fairy Xuan Yin is unfathomably cunning and has been hiding her true abilities all along.
Or perhaps, in those short ten years, she obtained some extraordinary opportunity.
Regardless of which scenario it is, the situation is now completely out of control.
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