Chapter 336: Chapter 135: Killing Ghost Moon and Seizing the High-Grade Profound Weapon, the Five Elements Cauldron
The dark cyan stone pillars were covered in ancient, strange runes. They flickered with an unsteady light, emitting a powerful sealing force.
A fierce wind suddenly erupted from the pillars, sending sand and stones flying. The remaining people on the street were blown about, stumbling and falling.
And atop those three stone pillars stood three figures.
The three were not old, around twenty years of age, yet their auras were steady and their gazes sharp.
Though their robes were tattered and stained with dust and dried blood, nothing could hide their extraordinary bearing.
The woman to the east wore a fiery red long dress, her posture upright. She carried a greatsword on her back as large as a door panel, exuding a heroic air.
The man to the west had somewhat messy hair, but his face held a defiant smile and his eyes were disdainful. A long, black, dragon-coiled staff rested casually on his shoulder.
The young man due north was slightly older, his face so handsome it was almost preternatural, as if he were not of the mortal world. He carried an ancient-styled sword on his back and possessed an eminent bearing.
The moment they appeared, they wasted no words, simultaneously forming a spell and shouting in low voices!
VMMMM—!
The runes on the three stone pillars suddenly erupted with a blinding light. Three beams of Spiritual Light shot up from the tops of the pillars, weaving together in the air. In an instant, they formed a massive, transparent, triangular prism-shaped array of light, firmly trapping the two swirling masses of black fog—the Resentful Spirits—that were trying to merge!
Within the array, chains shot out from the ground, piercing through the two masses of black fog and locking them down separately!
The moment this array activated, everyone in North City felt the terrifying pressure that had felt like it was draining their blood and tearing at their souls suddenly lessen considerably!
For many, the trickles of blood that had been forced from their noses, mouths, and pores instantly stopped!
"They’re here..." the Paperman sighed softly, its tone complex.
Chu Fan was stunned for a moment, then realization dawned on him. A look of joyful surprise filled his eyes. "Are they the three from the Demon Suppression Bureau you mentioned?!"
The Paperman replied, "Indeed."
The handsome young man in the middle with the sword on his back had to be Ding Jian, the one the Paperman had mentioned before—the one who had been pursuing Ghost Moon to stop this from happening!
"Senior!"
Ding Jian spoke in a clear, resonant voice, though it held a trace of unconcealable exhaustion. "This Resentful Spirit is already connected to the Nine Nether Spirit Locking Array! It can use the Grand Array’s power to absorb the blood and life force of North City’s inhabitants to recover, making it extremely difficult to completely eradicate!"
"We have come to lend you a hand!"
Chu Fan knew that Ding Jian wasn’t speaking to Yue Mankong.
After all, Yue Mankong was now just a wisp of Divine Sense attached to the Paperman, watching everything from start to finish.
Ding Jian’s words were meant for Old Limp in the black market!
A figure flickered on the scene.
Old Limp, who had been catching his breath in the North City black market, had somehow turned into a wisp of green smoke, instantly crossing several long streets to rush into the triangular prism array.
His gaze swept gravely over the two trapped masses of black fog. He said in a deep voice, "Trapping them like this won’t last long! There are too many Resentful Spirits. They scatter only to reform, their life everlasting... We must destroy the Nine Nether Spirit Locking Array at its core and cut off their source!"
Hearing this, the expressions of the three from the Demon Suppression Bureau became incredibly grim.
They knew, of course, that breaking the array was the key.
But how could breaking the array be so simple?
Right now, to trap this terrifying Resentful Spirit, the three of them had to focus all their energy on maintaining this Three Talents Sealing Demon Array, leaving them no free hands to search for the deeply hidden nodes of the Grand Array.
What’s more, although the three of them were powerful combatants, they were not array experts.
On their way to Cyan Yang Ancient City, they had been trapped by Ghost Moon using an array and several powerful Profound Weapons.
Although they had fought a bloody battle, killing all of Ghost Moon’s experts and severely wounding Ghost Moon himself, they were delayed for over ten days. They had exhausted their minds and spirits just to barely escape and rush here.
Just then, another crisis erupted!
Ding Jian, who had been keeping a part of his attention on his surroundings, suddenly paled and shot his head up!
Above him, the void suddenly warped, and a massive Black Cauldron materialized out of thin air. Strange beast patterns were carved on its surface, and it descended upon him with a terrifying might that seemed capable of suppressing everything!
"Boss Ding, watch out!" the red-skirted woman and the staff-wielding young man cried out at the same time.
"Ghost Moon?"
Ding Jian’s expression grew cold. He had clashed with Ghost Moon several times and knew that his opponent’s strength was far inferior to his own, but the few Profound Weapons Ghost Moon possessed were truly formidable.
If not for those Profound Weapons, he would have killed Ghost Moon on the road long ago.
At this moment, his right hand was fully committed to maintaining the Demon Sealing Array...
If he dodged, the array would immediately break, and his two companions would suffer a backlash from the Array Power!
In a flash, Ding Jian kept his left hand steady maintaining the spell, while his right hand formed a sword-finger, thrusting sharply upward!
CLANG!
The clear cry of a sword suddenly rang out, like a Dragon’s Roar piercing the clouds.
The cloud patterns on the Sword Scabbard of the Ancient Sword behind Ding Jian began to glow. As the sword shot from its sheath, it stirred a gust of cyan wind, transforming into a ten-foot-long cyan rainbow.
The Sword Qi shot toward the heavens, tearing a rift through the dense black resentful energy as it fearlessly met the descending Black Cauldron!
BOOM!
The Ancient Sword and the Black Cauldron collided violently. The shriek of metal on metal was so piercing it made one’s eardrums ache, and even the bricks and stones in the distant alleyways began to crumble and fall.
A shockwave surged like a furious tide, sweeping up the shattered wood and broken stones on the ground.
Even the three dark cyan stone pillars, buried deep in the ground, were shaken and began to tremble slightly.
The light from the ancient runes on the pillars flickered, showing signs of instability.
But the assault was not over yet.
In the instant Ding Jian formed his hand seals and put all his strength into resisting the Black Cauldron, a black shadow flitted through the air like a phantom, landing silently atop the stone pillar where he stood.
The newcomer wore tattered robes—it was none other than the previously heavily-wounded Ghost Moon!
A cold, triumphant arc formed on Ghost Moon’s lips. He slowly raised his right palm, where a ball of dark, deathly light grew ever more intense, as if it could devour all surrounding life force. This palm strike, condensing more than half his Primordial Qi, shot straight for the vital point on Ding Jian’s back!
