Chapter 54
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Chapter 54: The Legendary Domination?
“What… what happened?”
“That’s a restriction! No wonder this place looks familiar; it’s the back courtyard of Guanglu Pavilion!”
“Is that the Guanglu Pavilion that sells elixirs and artifacts? Damn, where are the cultivators from Guanglu Pavilion? Someone needs to shut down the restriction!”
A Guanglu Pavilion cultivator replied, “We can’t turn it off! We were about to hold a small underground auction next month. Once our main store sends the items here, the formation will activate automatically due to the intense attack. Not even our store manager can shut it down.”
“Be careful!”
White light erupted again, producing a “crack, crack, crack” sound as it instantly slaughtered dozens of ghostly shadows. It appeared the attack was not targeting cultivators, but was a random slaughter until the formation and restrictions were destroyed.
Li Hui clicked his tongue in wonder, “This Ghost River Shattering Great Formation even dragged the elixir and artifact selling place into it? Zheng Tianxiang’s group sure has guts! It’s not enough to involve hundreds of cultivators; they’re even targeting Guanglu Pavilion, which just happens to be storing auction items here. Robbing it now is a stroke of genius! If it were me, with my sect supporting me to distract the higher-tier cultivators from the Hidden Sky Sect and holding such a powerful talisman formation, I would probably also struggle to suppress some thoughts, but this guy is pretty brutal.”
After that, waves of cultivators and ghostly beings began to arrive.
Guangxiao Temple had more than just a few big monks. The previous monks had thin Dharma clouds under them, but once the truly powerful monks arrived, the sound of copper rings on their staffs rang out, intimidating a large number of ghostly beings.
As eight Dharma clouds rose, Li Hui observed from a distance and noticed that these monks’ Dharma clouds were not lotus-shaped; they resembled vague canopies that seemed ready to scatter at any moment.
“Master Ciyun is impressive! Quickly gather near Master Ciyun!” The cultivators surged towards the master in a frenzy. Compared to the formation restrictions in the back courtyard of Guanglu Pavilion, the real threat was still the seemingly endless tide of ghostly beings.
When faced with individual or small groups of evil ghosts, they had ways to eliminate them, but against thousands, who could bear it? Not to mention the Spirit Motion stage, even those in the Concentrating Spirit stage would struggle.
Li Hui took out the Golden Bell Talismans he had drawn a few days ago—over fifty of them—and activated them grandly, letting the light of the talismans envelop him.
From a distance, a large illusory clock rose and covered the blue-clad cultivator within. This made the nearby cultivators grit their teeth in frustration, “Who is so extravagant? Fighting the ghosts, and you still have so many defensive spirit talismans? Why don’t you share some with us?”
Some cultivators intentionally moved closer to Li Hui, thinking they could use him as a meat shield. This led to dozens of people gathering closely, pushing each other, and inadvertently turning into a shield around the illusory clock.
Suddenly, the bright white light intensified in the courtyard, and after the “crack, crack, crack” sound rolled through, both ghostly beings and cultivators lacking strength fell like cut wheat.
It was devastating; the number of cultivators in the courtyard was reduced by half, and the number of ghosts diminished even more. Those who remained were fierce ghostly beings while ordinary evil ghosts had vanished. However, after this horrifying massacre, the power of the formation and restrictions was greatly weakened.
At that moment, ghost mist surged in, revealing a dozen figures, with Bai Yulian in fierce battle.
Li Hui noticed that Bai Yulian was surrounded. He quickly scanned the attackers and spotted Liu Feng and the Hidden Sky Sect Junior Sister among them. He resolved, “These cultivators come from the Hidden Sky Sect. Regardless, I’m from the Jade Symbol Sect; I can’t just stand by and watch my fellow disciples perish at the hands of the enemy.”
Reaching into his bag of treasures, he planned to lend a hand to relieve Bai Yulian’s burden. However, Bai Yulian shouted lightly and, like magic, produced several stacks of talismans, tossing them into the air without a second glance.
Hundreds of spirit talismans floated, and enormous golden patterns radiated from Bai Yulian as she transformed into the thousand-armed Avalokiteshvara, her jade hands forming hand seals pointing at each talisman.
“Oh my heavens!”
Others might not understand the massive power of hundreds of spirit talismans exploding simultaneously, but Li Hui had a rough idea; surely, the quantitative change would lead to a qualitative one.
“Whoooo…” Dark clouds appeared, speedily enveloping over a dozen Hidden Sky Sect disciples. Li Hui’s eyes widened as he saw Bai Yulian throw out more hundreds of talismans.
“I worked hard to gather just a few hundred, and it’s not even enough for this lady to throw twice! Wait, are those talismans? Four-Pattern Thunder Talismans?”
“Crack, crack, crack…” The earth shook. The dark clouds created by Bai Yulian were just a medium. At that moment, thunderbolts descended in hundreds, and one bolt after another twisted and writhed like electrical snakes in the clouds, striking out in every direction.
Li Hui hastily ducked down; those were hundreds of Four-Pattern Thunder Talismans! No wonder when Bai Yulian received the sect gift pack, she didn’t even look at them before handing them out to Mo Xinghe.
“This lady is loaded! The four-patterns connected to those hundreds must not have been bought but are definitely talismans she created herself.”
“Boom, boom, boom…” The illusory clock above continued to resonate.
Lightning is indiscriminate in its attack; although the Hidden Sky Sect disciples who surrounded Bai Yulian bore the brunt of the shock, plenty of lightning leaked into the surrounding areas, proving to be highly effective against the ghostly beings.
“Thud!” One Hidden Sky Sect disciple collapsed, twitching uncontrollably, their body a bloody mess, clearly gasping for breath.
“Thud, thud!” Two more fell, equally bloodied, prompting shouts from other cultivators, “Master Ma, Brother Cheng, Junior Sister Lin!”
Liu Feng, holding a blue long sword, quickly retreated, his arms covered in wounds, his clothes torn to shreds, exposing faint golden tiger stripes on his chest and back. As for that Junior Sister, she had already been blasted away upon the appearance of the lightning, crashing into the courtyard wall, her fate uncertain. The remaining Hidden Sky Sect disciples looked disheveled, their regard for Bai Yulian filled with hatred as well as apprehension.
Li Hui’s mind flashed with understanding, “Cloud-Rain Talismans? Yes, it’s Cloud-Rain Talismans! Originally used for irrigating spiritual fields, but now used to create dark clouds. Thunder Talismans are typically used to refine artifact bodies, usually summoning lightning as thick as a finger, but when combined with dark clouds, they can mimic natural weather, producing terrifying storms that radiate out, creating perfect suppression against enemies. Bai Yulian must be fine; she likely issued a thunder-avoidance talisman at the right moment. Could this be the legendary talisman domination that surpasses battlefield control?”
“I was too narrow-minded before! The Path of Talismans is full of transformations and combinations; as long as one is creative, they can crush the same tier.”
Suddenly, a thunderous roar echoed nearby, as someone howled in rage, “Who is it? Who dares to slaughter my Hidden Sky Sect disciples?”
Many cultivators present staggered, while some bled from the corners of their eyes, almost fainting right there. Li Hui quickly slapped the talisman light on himself, all of them being Golden Bell Talismans, realizing that a master had arrived.
Not all Inner Sect Disciples of the Hidden Sky Sect had left; two remained in Fusu City, and the enraged voice belonged to Chen Tiange, a figure from the Hidden Sky Sect.
