Chapter 545

Chapter 545: The Plague of Demon Bones

Li Hui ventured through the Yin Veins when Prime Minister Turtle spoke up, “Ah, such a wonderful aura! The heavens embrace the Yin and hold onto the Yang. Without Yin, how can there be Yang?”

“Prime Minister Turtle, stop pretending in front of me. How do we reach the Heavenly Realm? You mentioned a corner of the Crystal Palace; can it be understood that the Crystal Palace is not in this world, and only parts fell into the Moon Sea when it shattered?”

“Hahaha, the you who has succumbed to demonic influence is surprisingly clever, sprouting a pair of wisdom-boosting dragon horns rare even among young dragons. What’s more, you grasped a hint of truth from one of my careless remarks. You should be rewarded.” Prime Minister Turtle transmitted his voice with a small laugh, “Do you understand? This Heart Method can assist you in practicing Heart Talismans, but should not be spoken aloud…”

“You are not being honest. If I practice this Heart Method, I’ll likely fall into a deep sleep immediately,” Li Hui replied coldly. He was the Demon Lord Li Yingjun; how could such tricks succeed with him?

Prime Minister Turtle quickly severed the energy connection, disliking this extreme demonic individual who could mess everything up.

“Coward! To live in a state of mere survival is worse than death—it’s the nature of a turtle!” Li Hui sneered, “Hmph, it is indeed a rather rare Heart Method, capable of accelerating the cultivation speed of the Dragon Spring Purple Talisman Classic, though it requires external alteration. Hmph, soon it will be the Demon Spring Purple Talisman Classic.”

As he spoke, all the Yin energy gathered within the Yin Veins and surged into the wooden turtle ring.

Once Li Hui passed through the seal and faced the Mountain of One Hundred Thousand Corpses, a piercing howl filled his ears. The place erupted with Yin energy, which also seeped into the wooden turtle ring to create eighteen Yin prisons.

“I’m here! The Great Formation of Demons and Ghosts! Let’s see how many wonders you have.”

The Mountain of One Hundred Thousand Corpses stretched infinitely, arranged in a specific formation, forming the Great Formation of Demons and Ghosts through the suffering of spirits and demons. The Three Talents represent Heaven, Earth, and Humanity; in this case, they embodied the demons, spirits, and ghosts. The Three Lights stand for the sun, moon, and stars; here, they represented the Bone and Blood Tombs.

Years have passed, yet the bones remain warm, and the blood has not dried! The bones form mountains, and the blood creates rivers that continue to flow. The spirits and Yin energy here are merely the least notable things; the real powerful entities should exist within the formation, evolving from demonic soil and graveyards.

“Woo, woo, woo…” Ghosts cried and demons howled as dark clouds surged, with thousands of spirits rushing forth.

Demonic light flickered in Li Hui’s eyes, and in the next moment, he struck, forcefully waving the Golden Shell to unleash boundless golden light.

“Boom, boom, boom, boom…” With just this one strike, he did not know how much Buddhist equipment shattered or how many Merit Pools carefully established by Jieyin had been drained.

Without Jieyin present, he would have cried his eyes out.

The Golden Shell Buddhist nation lost a third of its golden light, an immeasurable consumption, and Li Hui used it like a brick, unprecedented in history.

The ghostly entities collapsed; even several ghost kings could not withstand the force of that blow.

“Smack, smack, smack…” Li Hui continued to strike, ten times in a row, until the Golden Shell dimmed, and all the ghostly beings vanished without a trace. Only then did he stop, shaking his robe as he flew forward.

The Golden Shell Buddhist nation felt like it faced the end of law and order; all the Buddhist temples lost their powers. Hundreds of practitioners and nearly a thousand guardians arrived at the Wuyin Palace, hoping to find refuge in the statue of Cold Armor Emperor. But when they looked up, they were horrified to see numerous cracks in the statue.

Li Hui pulled out the Three Yang Opening Talismans, formed a red sun with seals, and pushed it out with a serious expression.

“Boom, boom, boom, boom…” The red sun swelled with the wind, reaching a height of a thousand zhang and continuing to expand, instantly vaporizing the surrounding blood rivers and causing the ancient array to tremble.

From the depths of hell, a force awakened; the mountains of one hundred thousand corpses extended endlessly, never reaching an end.

Suddenly, the blazing sun exploded, pure Yang’s power sweeping out and evaporating even more blood rivers.

At that moment, Li Hui smashed the Miao Jade he had collected with Jieyin, using the spiritual energy to accelerate the flow of time while using the Golden Shell as a shield to block the pure Yang power shooting forward.

With equal speed, he tore straight into the formation. The Yin energy intensified, forming the Xuan Yin Pool near many corpse mountains, and the wooden turtle ring acted like a bottomless pit, rejecting no one.

Suddenly, Li Hui retreated and unleashed the time Dragon Claw to forcibly seize over thirty bony hands.

The bony hands shrieked, rising with faint phosphorescence, trying to escape. They looked incredibly extraordinary, revealing themselves to be rare bone demons.

“Oh? Long-term exposure to demonic energy has made them bone demons, akin to accompanying insect demons.” Li Hui’s eyes lit up as he crushed the bony hands with force, scattering the bone powder across the Cloud-Brush Dragon Claw Technique, releasing nine groups of talisman flames that danced joyfully.

“This is interesting; it seems that this can accelerate the growth of demonic flames. In that case, let’s refine bone talismans as bait to make those bone demons jump out automatically.” Li Hui sat cross-legged and rummaged through Jieyin’s belongings, soon retrieving three heads of ghost kings frozen in golden ice.

He raised his palm to strike, shattering the ice, and before the ghost kings awoke, Li Hui ground them into meat paste. Then he reached into his robe, straining himself to pull out a piece of white bone.

“Using the ghost king’s head to make talisman ink, and the Undying Curse to make talisman paper—this bait is not bad, right?” Li Hui articulated while drawing symbols in mid-air. Although he crushed the ghost king’s head, he condensed all the meat paste into a single stroke, stamping a bizarre symbol on the bone, resembling a mottled hooked dagger.

“Come, come, come…”

As soon as this talisman was formulated, rustling sounds filled the area, and countless bony hands rushed like an ant swarm.

“So many?” Li Hui flung the Cloud-Brush Dragon Claw Technique out, and the talisman flames crazily attacked the bony hands.

The bony hands quickly flooded the area; they rolled together into spheres, and then some transformed into human or beast shapes. The demonic flames split repeatedly; instead of growing stronger, they became fainter.

“Bind, bind, bind…”

In just a short moment, countless bony hands were captured by Li Hui into the wooden turtle’s Yin prison.

With his assistance, the demonic flames finally gained a foothold to rampantly devour, crackling against the two mountains of corpses before him.

The demonic flames blazed higher, truly building momentum.

The Cloud-Brush Dragon Claw Technique slowly rotated, voraciously engulfing vast amounts of demonic energy regardless of its attributes, fueling the growth of the nine extraordinary talisman flames, gradually taking forms: some as dragons, some as turtles, some as humans, and others as insects, becoming enigmatic.

Li Hui suddenly looked up and saw two colossal forms approaching from the distance, making him astoundingly surprised, “Zombies turning to demons? Truly worthy of the Great Formation of Demons and Ghosts; even such entities exist.”

Two zombie demons appeared—one a red-gold pangolin, the other a hundred-antler deer—rushing to eliminate the practitioners daring to step into the formation.

Billions of talisman flames flourished, fiercely attacking the zombie demons, coveting the demonic energy on them.

“Roar, roar…” The two zombie demons howled.

They were no ordinary beings; they existed at the level of late-stage practitioners of the myriad forms and had gradually grasped formidable techniques after long cultivation within the formation, strong enough to crush all late-stage practitioners of the myriad forms.