Chapter 489

Chapter 489: The True Self Requests Aid

On the vast Dark Soil, a fissure stretched thirty-six thousand miles, filled with countless ghostly beings that fought and devoured each other in dark corners. Suddenly, four figures descended from above: Bull-headed Ghosts and Black and White Impermanence, who meticulously searched the abyss and remarked, “This bald donkey always hides in the sewers when he escapes. I wonder what kind of ghost he has turned into this time; even the Prince’s shadowy eye cannot identify him.”

“Let’s keep searching; he slaughtered one hundred and thirty-two members of the Xin family.”

“Hmph, this bald donkey is so bold! The Xin family offered the blood of three hundred sixty thousand people for the Prince’s pleasure, in exchange for power and riches. If he continues to slaughter loyal subjects, who would dare seek refuge in our Yin Moon Dynasty?”

“You’re right. Today, we must root him out!” Black and White Impermanence waved the Soul-repelling Flag, calling upon the ghostly beings to obey their orders…

A thousand miles away, a zombie bounced forward with a string of prayer beads hanging from its neck, exclaiming, “Let’s see what treasures the Xin family has collected. I heard from a clever ghost that this family was once royal, and although they have lost power for many years, they still harbor ambitions to restore themselves. They plotted and befriended cultivators to stage a comeback, but once the Yin Moon emerged, they lost hope and killed hundreds of thousands, along with thousands of cultivators, to pledge themselves to the Yin Moon Dynasty.”

“No way! We have to be careful this time; last time I nearly fell into the Ghost Crystal during the slaughter of the Shi family,” the zombie suddenly stopped, trembling as it said, “My lord has encountered… difficulties.”

“What’s wrong, my lord?” the prayer beads floated up and asked.

“Quick, let’s find a place to set up an altar!” The zombie stopped bouncing and traversed the shadows, entering the terrifying territory of terrifying centipedes deep in the abyss, easily finding a cave to burrow into, releasing a large amount of Miao Jade and Ghost Treasures.

Que San appeared, accompanied by protectors to set up the altar. Jieyin calculated the location with a frown, saying, “My lord wants to pass through the Fiery Candle Hell to enter the earth courtyard but ended up in a realm filled with demonic creatures without a way to return.”

“Ah?” Guang Jin was taken aback; a place that could trap their lord must be extraordinary.

Extraordinary was an understatement! Li Hui had stepped onto thin ice.

Jieyin began to pour everything he had, placing all the ghost artifacts and treasures he had collected over the past few months on the altar. Colors swirled as eerie ghost mist rose from the altar.

“Collect!” Guang Jin took out a bronze jug to gather the ghost mist. This was the third attempt at cultivating the Yang Thunder Gu, which had previously destroyed a ghost city.

“Not enough; we are still far from it!” Jieyin’s expression grew serious. He set aside the essential Buddhist artifacts, pulling out all the savings from the Golden Shell Buddhist Nation to offer on the altar.

The Buddhist artifacts shattered, releasing Merit Golden Light. Jieyin waved, directing it into the Golden Shell. Guang Jin, accompanied by protectors, dismantled and cleansed the storage treasures obtained from the Xin family, immediately presenting them as offerings.

“Boom!” The altar flickered with brilliance, subtly outlining a snake’s head, which devoured all the offerings rapidly. Only the mysterious silver snake bracelet could traverse all barriers to hunt in the Yin Moon Dynasty.

The Miao Jade used to build the altar fell apart due to the distance, consuming an extraordinary amount of energy.

Guang Jin asked in surprise, “Is this enough?”

“This is all we can do. The territory of the Yin Moon Dynasty corresponding to Dalong has little to offer. We should return to the Haotu Sect! We need to mobilize disciples to wipe out the demonic beings. If the National Master of Dalong is Xun Zuoyuan, we will inevitably encroach on his territory. Hehe, let’s see who outspends whom.”

“Brilliant, truly brilliant.” Guang Jin, being a bootlicker, felt an affinity with Jieyin…

Meanwhile, Li Hui stood on an ancient high platform, surrounded on all sides by demonic creatures, relentlessly battering the shield upheld by the Green Emperor Yuanhong Vine.

Demonic creatures differ from ghostly beings; they are living beings that undergo demonic corruption under certain conditions, resulting in unusual growth and becoming stronger as they open magical veins to thicken their demonic energy. Most demonic creatures appear deformed and ugly, and those surrounding the ancient high platform were no exception, numbering enough to make one feel dizzy.

With a “hiss,” a black pattern emerged on the back of the silver snake bracelet, quickly multiplying. Li Hui felt a surge of joy and hastily produced the nine talisman Demon Fire token.

The jade plaque became exceptionally thin, shrinking to a length of a foot and a half and a width of less than a foot. Runes densely covered it, surrounding nine flame symbols of red, orange, yellow, green, azure, blue, purple, black, and white.

Li Hui rolled the nine talisman Demon Fire token up like paper, transforming it into a jade rod the thickness of a finger. He wildly infused talisman power into it and flung it outward. A large bunch of silver threads shot forth from the jade rod!

The talisman power sent by Jieyin was enormous, but the jade rod twisted from the nine talisman Demon Fire token felt like an endless pit, as if no amount of talisman power would ever be enough.

Gradually, the silver threads grew longer, transforming into a jade rod whisk that sprouted countless glowing runes, occasionally releasing waves of scorching heat.

“This talisman has finally come together!” Li Hui exhaled lightly, retracting the Green Emperor Yuanhong Vine and gently sweeping it down towards the platform, immediately stirring up a roar as a majority of the demonic creatures ignited in flames.

These demonic creatures transformed from spiritual plants feared fire, especially the Doushui Demon Fire. Previously, he had sent them to the Mysterious Pearl to be strangled in their own force; however, after sending away one batch, another quickly followed, as if they were endless.

The area was filled with ashes; even though many magical creatures had resistance to fire, the surrounding flames were too strong, causing them to wail as they quickly perished.

Li Hui leapt forward, seeing that the path he came from had vanished. He was eager to discover how many demonic creatures were in this place.

As he swept the whisk, everywhere it passed turned into a sea of fire! This was no ordinary flame but nine types of extreme Demon Fire, more potent than all the precious flames in the world, representing the pinnacle level of talisman fire—burning everything in its path.

After two incense sticks of time, Li Hui saw a six-winged giant demon in the distance.

This giant demon resembled a moth, with a scorpion tail, and its wings covered in demonic patterns. It was the giant demon that had chased him before, causing Li Hui to barely delay its advance with the Green Emperor Yuanhong Vine, giving him the chance to escape to a distance.

“Could this place be the lair of a high-level demon cultivator? I must find a way out quickly; the Qi of Taiqing cannot expel the demonic corruption, and ordinary cultivators would probably fall into madness within just a few breaths.”

Indeed, this was a terrifying land of demonic corruption, where anyone entering would meet a terrible fate. The area rejected the righteous energy of Heaven and Earth, accumulating to a certain extent to pour into the Fiery Candle Hell. That’s why anomalies appeared every one hundred fifty years, leading Li Hui to mistakenly believe it would connect to the earth courtyard.

At this moment, he brandished the whisk to confront the giant demon, “Whoosh!” Nine streams of Demon Fire shot forth, spinning in the air to converge into a brilliant display beyond imagination.

The nine flames fused into one; what appeared to be fire resembled radiant light, illuminating the six-winged giant demon and instantly reducing it to heaps of ash.

This scene was akin to the power of nine jade symbols unleashing their might, causing the giant demon to flap its wings wildly, stirring up a storm of demonic flames, attempting to counter the terrifying Demon Fire burning into its body.

Suddenly, the giant demon emitted a piercing, ear-splitting devilish sound, prompting responses from different directions as many similar giants flew over. Horrified, Li Hui hurriedly swept his whisk again but found there were still many more of these enormous creatures.

“Kill!”

The talisman flames spread quickly; sometimes, even a mere spark caused the demonic creatures to ignite. However, the consumption of talisman power was too swift, and he could see the silver threads of the whisk shortening.

After extinguishing five six-winged giant demons with no gain, Li Hui rapidly moved and saw a golden coffin floating in the air. After just one glance, he instinctively retreated, thinking grimly, this is bad…