Chapter 1173: Chapter 1172: That Was Way Too Fast
"I’m here."
A soft voice suddenly appeared next to the old woman’s ear. In the next moment, a graceful woman clad in a red dress patterned with peach blossoms and gold threads suddenly appeared between the old woman and the main hall of the Peach Blossom Temple.
"Peach Blossom Fairy?" The old woman’s eyes lit up, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Has Illusionary Yin already died at your hands?"
"Since you’ve guessed it, do you still dare to show yourself, seeking revenge?" Shen Ying said coldly, "Could it be that you’re tired of living as well?"
This old woman’s strength was not even as good as Illusionary Yin Divine Monarch.
Upon hearing that Illusionary Yin Divine Monarch was truly dead, the old woman couldn’t help but be stunned, seeming somewhat incredulous, "Truly dead?"
Then she looked at Shen Ying, and said in a focused tone, "Impossible! Illusionary Yin’s spells are ever-changing, and his true form is hard to discern. Your Dao practice strength isn’t much higher than his. How could you possibly kill him?"
Shen Ying shook her head, looking at the ominous aura around her, she said plainly, "You can go ask him yourself."
As she finished speaking, Shen Ying raised her hand, and a branch of crystalline peach blossoms appeared in her hand. With a flick of her wrist, countless pink peach petals suddenly filled the entire Peach Blossom Temple, releasing a faint fragrance as they surged toward the old woman.
The moment the old woman smelled the flower fragrance, she felt her divine soul becoming dizzy. It was as if she were in a sea of peach blossoms, her entire being felt drowsy, relaxed, as if she were a celestial being. She didn’t want to resist but wanted to be forever entranced in this boundless sea of flowers, enjoying this endless ease.
However, this old woman, after all, was a master approaching a millennium of Dao practice. Her true spirit was alert, and in just an instant, she had soberly awakened her divine soul, suddenly retreating. She swung her cane sharply, first deflecting a hairpin that was about to pierce her brow.
"Clang!"
A light sound, a brush with death, and then layers of ghost qi surged within the old woman to protect her body, tightly guarding her divine soul true spirit. Only then did she, still in fear, looked at Shen Ying in shock.
"What a skill, no wonder Illusionary Yin died at your hands!"
Shen Ying retracted the peach blossom hairpin that was about to touch her brow but had been blocked by her at the critical moment, and gave a slight smile, "You’re too kind. Why not go down and tell him that in person?"
Shen Ying’s move was part of her own Incense and Candle Divine Dao, combined with a divine soul attack from "Lecture on the Heart Sutra of the Buddha on the Dharma Flower Platform," catching her unprepared with excellent results.
This old woman, with less than a millennium of Dao practice, was almost taken down by Shen Ying in one wave.
"Want to kill me?" The old woman reined in the shock on her face, instead letting out a chilling laugh, "Is it that easy?"
"Let me first test your worth!" The old woman sneered, with a wave of her skull cane, hundreds of skeletal illusions emerged from the top of the cane, forming into an array flying towards Shen Ying.
Shen Ying simply waved the peach branch lightly, and Infinite Peach Blossom Evil transformed into a sea of flowers, descending from the sky. The mere hundreds of skeletal illusions were nearly washed away instantly by the surging Peach Blossom Evil, ground to dust.
The old woman’s pupils contracted, "A Daoist Sect’s method?"
The first top-tier cultivation technique Shen Ying practiced was the "Taiyuan Mysterious Scripture," and the Primordial Profound Light already integrated into the Peach Blossom Evil, eradicating divine destruction more wondrously than ordinary ghost god methods.
Shen Ying couldn’t even be bothered to talk to her, pressing down with her hand, the Peach Blossom Evil enveloped the surrounding heavens and earth, moving overwhelmingly towards the old woman to suppress her.
But...
The old woman’s power was clearly inferior to Shen Ying’s, whether in Dao practice, cultivation, technique, magical treasures, or magical power, she was a notch below. At this point, the entire space was shrouded by Peach Blossom Evil. Logically, what she should do is immediately turn around and flee.
Yet she not only didn’t run but when looking at the Infinite Peach Blossom Evil surging towards her, a vicious and smug grin appeared instead.
"Master said Illusionary Yin died in the mortal world, at the hands of a peach blossom slut, so this time he let this old woman come out for revenge, how could I not have some preparation?"
As the old woman finished speaking, she chuckled, her hand tapping her cane, causing the skull at the top to instantly explode.
Revealing a smaller skull, but as white as mutton fat jade.
"Hehe..."
The skull opened and closed its mouth, a strange laughter echoed through the heavens and earth, and voices pierced through the void, straight into Shen Ying’s ears, into her divine soul.
Meanwhile, the eye sockets burned with dark green ghost fire, a dark green thread extended from the ghost fire, seeming slow yet fast, spreading to Shen Ying’s front in an instant.
At the same time, the skeletal illusions, just crushed into black smoke and disappeared, reappeared, encircling Shen Ying at the center. These skeletal illusions also had ghost fires burning in their eye sockets, resonating with the skull in the old woman’s hand.
In the next moment, the thread in the void became even brighter, as if it had consumed Ten-Complete Great Replenishing Pill, breaking through all the Peach Blossom Evil along its path, with the strange laugh, completely locking Shen Ying’s true spirit and form, trapped within the void.
The ghost fire and thread, deep green in color, were thick with yin qi, containing immense power, firmly entrapping Shen Ying, leaving no escape.
This was definitely not a spell the old woman could cast alone. That jade-colored skull was definitely a top-tier magical treasure.
"Yueyou Ancestor?" Shen Ying’s eyes narrowed.
"Indeed, it’s the magical treasure bestowed by the Ancestor. Peach blossom slut, you can’t resist; come with me back to the Netherworld to meet the Ancestor!"
The skull laughed eerily, and the old woman chuckled along, "Such a pretty little maiden, flaying your skin might add a nice piece to my collection."
The next moment, the old woman’s smile suddenly froze on her face.
Because Shen Ying also smiled.
"Swish!"
A light sound, a black beam with pink light spots enveloped Shen Ying.
A fist-sized pearl, floated three feet above Shen Ying’s head, emanating nebulous light filled with yin qi and incense and candle qi, holding the thread at bay, unable to advance.
"Impossible!?" The old woman exclaimed.
This was a magical treasure personally bestowed by Yueyou Ancestor, powerful beyond belief, how could it fail to subdue a mere thousand-year Dao-practiced Incense Fire Immortal?
What kind of magical treasure was that pearl...?
Then, the black light instantly covered the heavens and earth, enveloping the Peach Blossom Evil, skeletal illusions, endless ghost qi, even the old woman herself, within.
"So, it’s a trap prepared for me." Shen Ying said calmly, "To be noticed by Yueyou Ancestor, this palace truly feels honored!"
Saying this, Shen Ying couldn’t help but sigh, "Before, I only faced the centennial Ghost King Ye Lan King, and within such few years, now I’m face to face with Yueyou Ancestor. It’s too fast, my strength can hardly keep up..."
Though saying this, her hand did not slow, pressing the peach branch. A massive peach blossom illusion, combined with infinite Profound Yin Qi, enveloped the old woman.
"Die."
The old woman was frightened, involuntarily exclaiming in distress, "Ancestor save me!"
The next moment, a soft voice sounded in Shen Ying’s ear.
"So, it’s the Profound Yin Divine Pearl? Peach Blossom Fairy, you truly have good fortune."
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