Chapter 1175: Chapter 1174: Yueyou Ancestor Tries to Escape
Three seemingly real Fire Phoenixes appeared as if gracefully dancing in the sky, flying over.
The cloud of Yin Qi finally dissipated, revealing the true form of the Yueyou Ancestor.
Standing at a towering height of three zhang, as strong and robust as a mountain.
He wore wide robes and large sleeves, with a bone crown and leather belt.
Yet, he was a Corpse Ghost with eyes like blood-filled copper bells, and a face of bluish-green ferocity.
The Black Saber that had just launched an aerial attack flew back to the side of the Yueyou Ancestor, circled him half a turn, and then shot out countless saber shadows, directly slashing at the Phoenix.
The saber shadows traversed the air, filled with chilling Ghost Qi.
However, the three Fire Phoenixes strolled leisurely, protected by the golden-red Phoenix Divine Fire, incinerating all the saber shadows that struck them.
The eyes of the Yueyou Ancestor narrowed, and he formed a seal technique with his fingers.
The next moment, countless saber shadows retracted, transforming into three black saber phantoms, each only three feet long, with tips aflame with ghostly fire, blades engraved with a hundred ghosts parading at night, and hilts inlaid with half a skull.
"Slash!"
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The skulls on the saber hilts locked onto the Phoenix, and the ghost fire at the tips melted the divine fire. A hundred ghosts emerged, biting through its surroundings, until finally, the saber shadow filled with Nether Ghost Qi pierced into the heart of the Phoenix phantom.
"Boom!"
The sound echoed in the sea of consciousness, sending shockwaves of flame and ghostly Qi scattering in all directions.
The three Fire Phoenixes were finally shattered by the black saber of the Yueyou Ancestor.
However, the Yueyou Ancestor’s expression was not good; from just that strike, he could tell he was no match for Si Lingxi.
After over two hundred years apart, had the other party become so formidable? Two hundred years ago, when she broke into the Netherworld and severely injured another old ghost, she wasn’t even this powerful?
Moreover...
The eyes of the Yueyou Ancestor flickered as the black saber suspended beside him swung through the air, its skull hilt emanating eerie laughter.
At the same time, he waved his hand once more, and a small seal the size of three inches appeared in his palm, which he casually tossed into the air.
The small seal expanded with the wind, instantly transforming into a massive mountain of ten thousand zhang in height.
The Yueyou Ancestor stepped up, instantly appearing at the mountain peak, and with a stomp, the mountain came crashing down on Si Lingxi.
"A mundane Yin Mountain is nothing to speak of,"
Si Lingxi shook her head without moving her hands, and the surrounding Phoenix Divine Fire surged up, swiftly shrinking the ten-thousand-zhang mountain.
Instead, Si Lingxi focused on dealing with the eerie laughter emanating from the ghost saber.
"Heh heh heh..."
The demonic sound of ghostly laughter, piercing the divine and shattering the soul.
Despite the Yueyou Ancestor being a Corpse Ghost, he was well-versed in Divine Soul Secret Techniques. If an average person heard this ghostly laughter, they would likely be instantly assimilated, their divine soul shattered by the sound.
Unfortunately, Si Lingxi’s Divine Soul True Spirit was not a weak point. Though the Yueyou Ancestor’s Ghost Sound Secret Technique was formidable, it could not harm her.
However, just as the massive mountain was burned down to only a hundred zhang by the Phoenix Divine Fire, an ink-black talisman suddenly appeared in the hand of the Yueyou Ancestor.
"Hit!"
The Yueyou Ancestor shouted sharply, embedding the talisman into the Yin Mountain beneath him.
The next moment, the Yin Mountain beneath emitted a terrifying aura, transforming instantly into a Netherworld Divine Mountain, as if Mount Tai were atop her, crashing down on Si Lingxi.
This time, the momentum was even more terrifying than that of the previous ten-thousand-zhang mountain.
"Divine Mountain Heaven-Sealing Seal, suppress for this old man!"
The Yueyou Ancestor laughed heartily, as the momentum of the Netherworld Divine Mountain enveloped a small area of the surroundings, locking onto Si Lingxi, leaving her with no escape.
Faced with the sudden burst of power from the Yueyou Ancestor and his Divine Mountain Heaven-Sealing Seal, Si Lingxi remained expressionless, but her eyes gleamed with brilliance, even with a hint of amusement.
Twelve strands of Phoenix Divine Fire suddenly darted out, golden-red threads flashing into the mountain from its base.
The next moment, the once-dominant mountain, seemingly like Mount Tai, once again transformed into a mundane Yin Mountain.
Surrounded by endless Phoenix Divine Fire, it was incinerated into a handful of flying ash in mere breaths.
"What!?"
The Yueyou Ancestor was shocked, his figure flickering as he instantly moved several dozen li away.
"How is this possible!?"
The Yueyou Ancestor’s eyes, like copper bells, widened threefold, incredulous, "You actually broke my Divine Mountain Heaven-Sealing Seal?"
This seal technique was one of the Yueyou Ancestor’s trump cards, a method inherited from the Upper Realm, reputed to be a famous Divine Technique in the Celestial Realm.
To severely wound Si Lingxi, he had even sacrificed one of his decent magical treasures, fusing its core with the Divine Mountain Heaven-Sealing Seal at the last moment to suppress her by surprise.
But he never expected that Si Lingxi not only didn’t resist but actually found the flaw in the Divine Mountain Heaven-Sealing Seal in such a short time, breaking the talisman, and then burning through the treasure core with Phoenix Divine Fire from the outside.
As a result, complete failure came even faster!
"What kind of Divine Mountain Heaven-Sealing Seal, really a terrible name, must have been your own invention."
Si Lingxi curled her lips, disdainfully remarking, "The complete version it’s based on is called the ’Taiyue Divine Mountain Painting,’ comprising one hundred and eight sets of twelve thousand nine hundred and sixty seal patterns. You’ve only got seventeen sets of runes, with less than a hundred seal patterns per rune set, with so many flaws that I can’t even be bothered to dismantle them thoroughly.
Moreover, you actually fused it with the Netherworld Refining Mountain Technique, layering them as if to dissolve some flaws and increase power, but the fusion isn’t complete, and the core remains split.
This way, just a small spark can cause this shoddy seal technique of yours to collapse on its own, eroding and dispersing.
Just from your method of fusing techniques, it’s clear your talent is limited. Ascending to the Upper Realm, forget about it in this lifetime, mostly find some life-extension methods and muddle through, living one day at a time."
Yueyou Ancestor: ヽ(’⌒´メ)ノ
"Si Lingxi!"
The Yueyou Ancestor felt immense harm, unable to contain his rage, grabbing the still-laughing black saber that flew back to his hand. With a flash of ghost fire at the saber tip, a terrifying saber light tore through the void, slashing towards Si Lingxi.
Of course, this saber light could not harm Si Lingxi.
Instead, it exposed his weakness.
"Hollow and Weak." Si Lingxi squinted, with a smile at the corner of her mouth, "Yue You Old Ghost, not only is your lifespan nearing its end, but you’ve also been injured?"
The Yueyou Ancestor’s expression changed, a fierce glint flashed at the corner of his eyes, "Want to kill me? This ancestor will pluck all the feathers off your wings clean!"
The next moment, the black saber in the Yueyou Ancestor’s hand emitted an immensely terrifying aura, then once more split into two, two into four, and in the blink of an eye, turned into countless saber shadows.
And this time, the saber shadows were different from the last; each blade appeared almost real, though not quite matching the black saber’s true form, they were far from the previous phantoms.
Countless saber shadows filled the sky.
This time, the Yueyou Ancestor used all his power, even activating a critical strike.
And the purpose...
With a wave of his hand, the Yueyou Ancestor maneuvered the seal technique, ready to breach the Yin-Yang Road again and retreat to the Netherworld.
He believed that with his sacrifice of the black saber, unless Si Lingxi was willing to risk serious injury, she could not possibly stop him.
And indeed, Si Lingxi did not stop him.
But just at the moment he cast the technique to trigger a spatial fluctuation, a beam of light suddenly shone upon the spot where he was casting.
The next moment, his magical power began to wither with time, and the forming spatial ripple was shattered and dissipated.
"What!?"
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