The Yin Spirit Lords had witnessed the grotesque fate that befell their minions, filling their hearts with abject terror. They knew that if they didn’t flee, they would be reduced to the same fate.
However, to their dismay, the moment they turned to escape, a wall of absolute darkness enveloped them. The darkness seemed to possess a will of its own, writhing and undulating like an insatiable beast.
In a desperate attempt, Longlock unleashed a torrential surge of Yin energy in a bid to disperse the darkness. But his efforts proved futile as its darkness consumed the Yin energy as though it were a mere snack.
Sonkou’s eyes flashed with determination as he conjured a colossal ice serpent. The serpent lunged toward the encroaching darkness with its maw agape, its fangs gleaming with icy power. However, the darkness simply swallowed the serpent whole, leaving not even a ripple in its wake.
Korcown attempted a different approach. With lightning-fast speed, he executed a series of hand seals that summoned a crimson flame vortex. The vortex erupted into a sea of flames that spread throughout the surroundings, attempting to burn away the encroaching darkness.
But the darkness persisted, seemingly unaffected by the fiery assault. It continued to expand, enveloping the Yin Spirit Lords in its suffocating embrace.
"He must have consumed the Yin Essence." Longlock laughed bitterly.
"Yin Essence? More like he consumed four of them," Sonkou corrected, taking a deep breath.
"Sir, we don’t have to fight to death. We can end this peacefully," Sonkou said, his voice tinged with desperation.
"Indeed, we can solve this peacefully," Korcown and Longlock agreed, nodding in unison.
Liang chuckled. "Peacefully?"
Sonkou’s face hardened. "Indeed. I don’t think you would gain anything from killing us, right?"
Liang nodded. "You’re right. I won’t."
A glimmer of hope appeared in the three Yin Spirit Lords’ eyes.
"We know everything about the Yin-Yang Abyssal Mountain Range," Longlock said earnestly. "Whatever you seek, we can guide you to it."
The three Yin Spirit Lords looked at Liang expectantly.
Suddenly, Liang burst into laughter, his voice echoing through the void.
Longlock frowned. Was there anything funny about what he had said?
Sonkou felt a sense of unease, but before he could voice his concerns, Liang spoke again.
"You’re thinking too much," Liang said, his voice dripping with amusement. "I only came here to have some fun."
The three Yin Spirit Lords’ hearts sank. Having fun? In the Abyssal Mountain Range? They had never heard of such a thing.
"Damn it, die!" Korcown roared, a black broadsword appearing in his hand.
The sword hurtled towards Liang with the force of a meteor.
"Too slow!" Liang sneered. His figure dissolved into nothingness, and the sword struck only air.
"He’s using the void essence. Be careful!" Sonkou shouted.
"Darkness and void essences together?" Longlock’s face turned ashen.
When Liang had first appeared before them, they had sensed his overwhelming aura and realized that they were no match for him.
"Longlock! Now or never!" Sonkou shouted.
"Damn this," Longlock cursed, his aura surging violently as he burned his essence.
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Sonkou and Korcown did the same, knowing that if they didn’t fight with everything they had, they would likely not get a second chance.
"Burning your essences?" Liang’s cold voice sounded from all around them. "That’s what I’ve been waiting for!"
With a wave of his hand, Liang unleashed the Quintessence Sword Wave, a torrent of energy that enveloped the three Yin Spirit Lords in a vortex of chaos and destruction.
"No, we can’t stop it. Dodge!" Sonkou cried.
Liang waved his other hand, and countless translucent sword rays materialized in the air, surrounding the Yin Spirit Lords.
Elemental Void Sword Storm~
The Quintessence Sword Wave and Elemental Void Sword Storm converged, forming a swirling vortex of chaos and destruction. The translucent swords danced through the vortex, slicing through the Yin Spirit Lords’ bodies with ease.
The Quintessence Void Sword Array sprang into existence, its two types of sword rays circulating in a deadly dance.
The Yin Spirit Lords’ hearts sank as they realized the futility of their situation. They had burned their essences in a desperate attempt to escape, only to fall into Liang’s trap.
In a final act of defiance, the Yin Spirit Lords unleashed a torrent of Yin energy, hoping to shatter the relentless onslaught. However, their combined might proved futile as the energy was swallowed whole by the vortex.
Desperation gnawed at their souls as they watched the swords converge upon them. Just when all hope seemed lost, Sonkou’s eyes flickered with a glimmer of determination.
With a guttural roar, he unleashed a cataclysmic ice storm. Icicles as sharp as daggers shot forth, pelting the swords and slowing their advance.
Meanwhile, Longlock summoned a swarm of bats, their piercing cries echoing through the darkness. The bats flew in formation, creating a barrier that disrupted the swords’ trajectories.
Korcown, with his newfound speed, darted between the swords, dodging their relentless assault with ease. His eyes gleamed with a predatory fire as he searched for an opening.
Together, the Yin Spirit Lords unleashed a combined attack that shook the very foundations of the abyssal mountain. Yin energy surged through their bodies, empowering them with unimaginable strength and speed.
Sonkou’s ice storm intensified, the icicles now carrying the weight of miniature glaciers. Longlock’s bats transformed into monstrous creatures of darkness, their claws and teeth sharper than ever. Korcown’s lightning-fast movements became a blur, leaving afterimages in his wake.
Their efforts proved successful as they managed to push back the sword vortex. But their respite was short-lived. Liang unleashed another powerful attack.
With a wave of his hand, Liang unleashed the Scorching Frost Dragon Array. Ice runes and flame runes danced in the air, forming a complex pattern that enveloped the Yin Spirit Lords. The temperature plummeted as a bone-chilling frost spread through the void.
Not content with one array, Liang activated the Absolute Nether Dragon Array.
Darkness surged forward, consuming the frost and turning the void into a realm of shadows. The Yin Spirit Lords felt their bodies grow heavy as the darkness weighed down on them.
Just as the two arrays were about to fully activate, Liang crossed his hands.
Quintessence Dragon Array~
The two arrays merged seamlessly, forming a single, resplendent array that engulfed the entire void. The Yin Spirit Lords felt a primal force coursing through their bodies, threatening to tear them apart.
As the Quintessence Dragon Array reached its peak, the void around Liang began to tremble violently. Suddenly, a deafening roar echoed through the abyssal mountain range, alarming every living being. The very fabric of reality seemed to warp and twist as a colossal form emerged from the depths of the array.
It was the Pseudo-Quintessence Dragon, Liang’s most powerful attacks till now.
The dragon’s scales shimmered with an otherworldly light, and its eyes burned with the fires of chaos. Its wings spread wide, their span vast enough to blot out the sun. Its massive tail lashed through the air, shattering mountains and uprooting trees. The ground beneath its feet crumbled into dust, and the very fabric of reality seemed to warp in its presence.
Liang stood atop the dragon’s head, his eyes closed in concentration. He guided the dragon’s movements with his thoughts, directing its immense power towards the Yin Spirit Lords.
As the Pseudo-Quintessence Dragon emerged from the Quintessence Dragon Array, the Yin Spirit Lords felt a primal fear coursing through their bodies. They had never encountered such a powerful creature before.
"What is that thing?" Sonkou exclaimed, his voice trembling.
"It’s a dragon array," Longlock growled. "A dragon array with a power equal to a Divine-level Runic Mastery Realm Expert."
"We’re doomed," Korcown whispered.
"Attack!" Sonkou roared.
The Yin Spirit Lords unleashed a torrent of Yin energy, hoping to overwhelm the dragon with their combined might. However, their attacks proved futile as the dragon’s scales deflected them with ease.
The dragon roared, its voice carrying the weight of a thousand thunderclaps. It charged forward, its claws outstretched and its fangs bared.
"We have to retreat!" Longlock shouted.
But it was too late. The dragon’s claws ensnared Sonkou and Korcown, crushing their bones with ease. Longlock attempted to escape, but the dragon’s tail lashed out and struck him down.
Within moments, the Yin Spirit Lords were vanquished, their bodies disintegrating into nothingness. The Pseudo-Quintessence Dragon let out a triumphant roar, its eyes blazing with the power of chaos.
Liang opened his eyes, a satisfied gleam in his gaze. "Very powerful. I believe when I complete all seven runes, the array would have the capability to overpower a divine-level expert."
With a wave of his hand, the dragon vanished into the void, its power returning to Liang. The darkness that had once consumed the region dissipated, replaced by a warm, ethereal light.
"Now, I believe it’s time to attend the gathering. I’m eager to see what kind of experts will be there!" Liang laughed sardonically, his figure vanishing into thin air.