Chapter 2071: Chapter 1026: Soul Summoning Banner
"Kid, not many can make me use this move. Consider yourself lucky to witness it." The old ghost chuckled twice, then grabbed the Soul Summoning Banner with both hands and began to swing it wildly.
Whoosh, whoosh...
As he moved, a black mist once again rose on the stage.
This time, the black mist was completely different from before.
The current black mist was at least four or five times more intense than the previous mist.
The earlier mist was merely toxic, but this mist faintly revealed ferocious ghosts within, emitting a piercing wail.
And there were quite a few of them!
"This is the power of the Soul Summoning Banner?" Chen Yang frowned, sensing the threat.
Without hesitation, he quickly drew his Stone-Cutting Sword and prepared to defend himself.
"Ghosts and demons! Listen to my command, tear him apart!" Stopping his movements, the old ghost barked the order sharply!
Immediately, the ghosts in the mist charged at Chen Yang like madmen.
On their way, the fierce ghosts howled in a terrifying manner.
"Welcome!" Chen Yang, unafraid, swung his Stone-Cutting Sword twice and charged right at them.
"My God, is this guy crazy? He’s actually going head-to-head with the old ghost?"
"Doesn’t he know that each ghost within the Soul Summoning Banner has the cultivation level of the old ghost?"
"It’s over, it’s over. This guy is doomed. No matter how strong he is, being besieged leaves him with no escape."
...
The crowd below was shocked, gasping in disbelief!
At this moment, Chen Yang had already rushed into the mist.
He swung his Stone-Cutting Sword in slashes.
The Stone-Cutting Sword could destroy anything, but it was powerless against the gas.
Since it was useless, Chen Yang didn’t waste his energy.
Holding the sword in one hand, he stood in the mist, vigilantly scanning his surroundings.
"Hee hee hee... Flesh, fresh flesh, I want to eat it!"
"Die, I will tear your body apart."
Suddenly, a series of ghostly howls erupted.
Several evil ghosts formed from the black mist lunged at him from the front!
"Die!" Chen Yang snorted coldly, swinging his sword fiercely!
The blade sliced through the ghost.
But strangely, the cleaved ghost did not dissipate but quickly reformed and charged again.
Chen Yang’s heart shook!
Can’t kill them?
How strange!
"Hahaha, the ghosts within the Soul Summoning Banner don’t truly exist. Trying to kill them with a sword is futile!"
While Chen Yang was feeling perplexed, the old ghost’s triumphant laughter echoed from the mist.
Swords are ineffective?
Chen Yang retracted his sword and quickly retreated, opening up a distance from the ghosts.
"Trying to escape? Is it too late?" the old ghost sneered, commanding the ghosts to give chase.
The ghosts were mere wisps; with fewer limitations, they moved incredibly fast.
In an instant, they caught up to Chen Yang.
They lunged at him with claws and fangs.
They were truly intent on tearing Chen Yang to pieces alive.
Swordsmanship is useless, so how should he deal with these creatures?
Chen Yang felt flustered!
But without a better strategy, he could only resort to other means against the ghosts!
He relentlessly swung the Stone-Cutting Sword! Yet, the ghosts reformed instantaneously.
After dozens of rounds, Chen Yang was finding it difficult to fend them off.
The pressure mounted instantly; Chen Yang felt overwhelmed.
What should he do!
"Hahahaha, dying under my Soul Summoning Banner, you really have no one but yourself to blame! Surrender now, and I assure you won’t suffer too much pain." The old ghost, seeing Chen Yang struggling, laughed smugly.
But his laughter was more unbearable than the ghostly howls.
"Shut up!" Chen Yang snarled, using his right hand to fend off the ghosts while his left hand gathered a surge of Spiritual Energy in frustration, hurling it toward the thick black mist from where the old ghost’s voice emanated.
Previously, the old ghost’s mist was incredibly eerie; any attack simply vanished, swallowed completely by the black mist.
Chen Yang’s strike was more out of frustration than expectation.
Unexpectedly.
Boom...
The strike blasted through the thick mist, heading straight for the old ghost.
"Ah!"
The old ghost was caught completely off-guard; by the time he reacted, it was too late!
He couldn’t dodge, and his hands were occupied furiously waving the banner, leaving no room to counter this attack.
With a loud bang, the old ghost was struck by the surge.
His body was sent flying.
The Soul Summoning Banner ceased its sway, and the black mist dissipated without support, losing form!
The ghosts too seemed to lose their fighting strength, letting out a wretched scream and retreating into the mist.
Ptuh...
The old ghost spat out a mouthful of old blood, his expression one of disbelief as he stared at Chen Yang.
Chen Yang stood there, equally stunned.
The Stone-Cutting Sword couldn’t penetrate the mist, yet a random strike managed to break it open?
What exactly was going on?
"Who... who are you really? How do you know the Lion Tiger Mountain’s cultivation techniques?" The old ghost wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly got back on his feet.
Lion Tiger Mountain’s cultivation technique?
Chen Yang was taken aback, then suddenly remembered!
That’s right.
He had inherited Chi Yunzi’s legacy!
Moreover, when he broke the inheritance formation back then, he had obtained the Profound Level superior cultivation technique, the Demon Suppression Record!
To deal with the Blood Bat Hall, he had specially trained in the Demon Suppression Record!
The Demon Suppression Record is a profound Taoist cultivation technique.
It has a natural restraining effect on evil beings!
The strike he thought was insignificant had, in fact, been fueled by the Demon Suppression Record, hence breaking through the mist and injuring the old ghost!
Realizing this, Chen Yang was overjoyed!
He had finally found a way to counter the Soul Summoning Banner.
"You’re meddling too much, aren’t you?"
Chen Yang immediately put away the Stone-Cutting Sword and started fully operating the Demon Suppression Record!
Instantly, the Spiritual Energy within him ignited.
Around him, special Taoist symbols began to appear, rotating up and down.
As those symbols rotated, the old ghost’s black mist could not approach him.
"Hmph, don’t think that just because you’ve learned a bit of Taoist arts, you can defeat me. Today, I’ll show you what it means when they say, ’The higher the Tao, the more dominant the evil!" the old ghost exclaimed, wiping the blood from his mouth before wildly swinging the Soul Summoning Banner again.
This time, he swung with even greater speed, causing the surrounding black mist to grow thicker.
The hidden ghosts in the mist howled even more tragically, becoming more ferocious!
"Attack!"
After dozens of swings, the old ghost pointed the Soul Summoning Banner sharply at Chen Yang.
Aaaaah...
The ghosts shrieked terrifyingly, rushing toward Chen Yang as if their lives depended on it.
Knowing the method to restrain the ghosts, Chen Yang no longer wielded the Stone-Cutting Sword, opting to confront the fierce ghosts barehanded.
After all, he constantly operated the Demon Suppression Record within, the natural nemesis of ghosts!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Chen Yang began to dance in the black mist.
His palm strikes, fist techniques, and leg kicks were unpredictable.
Yet despite the variety, they all shared the enforcement of the Demon Suppression Record.
Initially, fighting four or five ghosts was a struggle for Chen Yang.
But with the support of the Demon Suppression Record, he feared nothing; wherever his Spiritual Energy ventured, ghosts either withdrew or fell beneath his blows.
He was overwhelming them.
"Damn it! What Taoist cultivation technique have you practiced to be this formidable?"
Now, it was the old ghost’s turn to feel pressured.
