I Have A Cultivation World

Chapter 954: Chapter 524 Pure Yang Demon Refinement_2 Chapter 954: Chapter 524 Pure Yang Demon Refinement_2 The Array of Ten Thousand Woods was instantly activated!

Streams of clear, lustrous Spiritual Light lit up, transforming into a gigantic spherical barrier that enveloped Giant Tree Ridge in protection.

Grim Ghost Qi descended, constantly coming into contact and rubbing against the cyan Spiritual Light, as the Void shimmered with streaks of greenish-black arcs of electricity and falling sparks.

The caliber of the attacker was unknown, such that even the Spirit Vein of Giant Tree Ridge began to quiver slightly.

“All disciples, defend the formation steadfastly!”

Just as the Divine Wood Sect disciples’ hearts wavered, a clear and resonant voice echoed through the sky.

Then they saw a youth, with a bright and spirited presence, holding a Purple Long Sword, landing above Giant Tree Ridge and standing alone with his sword in front of the dark clouds.

“Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!”

A dismal voice rose from within the palanquin, and as the words were spoken, the pitch-black ghastly clouds began to condense relentlessly.

In a blink of an eye, they transformed into a towering, dark figure, like a Ghost God returning from Huangquan, blocking out the sky and dimming the earth.

The ghostly shadow raised its right hand, akin to a giant crushing an ant, and swung down towards the youth standing resiliently in the air above Giant Tree Ridge.

In response, Chen Mobai wielded his sword!

Accompanied by the vastness of nature’s Spiritual energy, a dazzling arc of Purple Lightning Sword Light soared into the sky, swiftly becoming a surging column of thunderous light, cleaving through the Grim Ghost Hand and the dark ghastly clouds. Its force unabated, it heavily struck towards the vivid palanquin at the center of the dark clouds.

A pale jade-like hand stretched out from within the curtains of the palanquin and directly grasped the Purple Lightning Sword Light unleashed by Chen Mobai. As the white hand was about to exert force to crush the Sword Light, it discovered that a power of overwhelming yang and solidity made it feel as if it had grabbed hold of magma.

In the hissing of green smoke, the pale hand began to blacken, gradually turning into ashes while revealing crystalline phalanges.

“Quite a Yang Thunder!”

A dismal voice sounded from within the palanquin, and then a section of the crystalline phalanges broke off, bursting forth with a white stream of Qi. It turned into an ethereal white bony skull, which opened its gaping maw and violently swallowed the Purple Lightning Sword Light.

Two extreme forces clashed, and in an instant, the space above Giant Tree Ridge was stained with an eerie blend of cyan-black and purple-red. The yin and yang polarities of nature’s Spiritual Energy were both drawn out, causing a series of violent howling and shockwaves.

Given these circumstances, the bizarre palanquin could no longer maintain its initial composure. The four faceless beings carrying the palanquin trembled slightly, and cracks formed on them.

The curtains also unfurled slightly, and Chen Mobai, with his activated Void Spirit Eye, caught a glimpse of something inside. He could see a headless figure sitting with a head in its arms—unfortunately, the face of the head was pressed against its abdomen, and he could only see the hollow back of its skull.

“Sect Master Chen of the Divine Wood Sect has a sword that somewhat restrains me, doesn’t he?”

The curtains fell again, hiding the interior, but the dismal voice still carried through.

“Our sect supposedly has no major grudges with you all from Yellow Springs Path.”

Chen Mobai, holding the Purple Lightning Sword, spoke, declaring that it was Ancestor Hunyuan from the Five Elements Sect who had trespassed into Huangquan; the Divine Wood Sect had since branched out, and any grudge should be settled with the Five Elements Sect.

“The entire Eastern Wilderness is but our reincarnation pool, and to avoid losing control, cultivators of the Nascent Soul Level are not permitted to appear.”

As the dismal voice spoke, Chen Mobai saw that the flash of his Purple Lightning Sword that had destroyed its flesh and bone was now slowly healing. Golden radiance blossomed on the wound, expelling and suppressing the remaining threads of purple electric current.

“Golden Armored Zombie!”

Chen Mobai, upon seeing this scene, couldn’t help but reveal a look of surprise.

Upon a closer inspection of its crystalline bones, his expression suddenly turned grave.

“Jade Corpse!?”

In the Tianhe Realm, there exists a method of Corpse Cultivation. Although it is a Side Sect practice, once fully mastered, it can rival the powers of Divinity Transformation.

The Corpse Disassembling Devil Sect, one of the eighteen devil sects, is a prominent practitioner of this path.

Corpse cultivation involves stages like Bronze Armored Corpse, Silver Armored Corpse, Golden Armored Zombie, Jade Corpse, and the Flying Night Fiend!

Comparable to Qi Cultivation, Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul, and Divinity Transformation!

During the peak of the Eastern Emperor Court, the Hall of Ten Directions, which numbered only a few in the Imperial Court, once joined forces specifically to besiege the highest achiever of the Corpse Disassembling Devil Sect, the Flying Night Fiend.

If it were a Golden Armored Zombie, Chen Mobai, relying on his Purple Lightning Sword, could still contend, but if it was a Jade Corpse…

“Release the formation and let me in to kill Zhou Shengqing, then I’ll spare your Divine Wood Sect.”

The dismal voice from within the palanquin sounded once again, and the hand that was injured by the Purple Lightning Sword was restored anew, its pallor, and an eerie and sinister black Qi together with the pervasive dark clouds spilled forth, again forming a towering, dark shadow.

“Junior Brother, enter the formation!”

Fu Zongjue’s voice rang out, and Chen Mobai didn’t act rashly, retreating a step into the range of the Array of Ten Thousand Woods.

Shrouded in grim ghost qi, the spiritual vein of Giant Tree Ridge fluctuated once again.

Seeing this, Chen Mobai couldn’t help but slightly relax.

Although the enemy’s attack was fierce, already at the peak of Rank-3 strength, it was basically impossible to break through this Rank-4 Array of Ten Thousand Woods.

“The opponent should just be a ghost cultivator possessing the essence of a jade corpse, and it’s even possible that this jade corpse is incomplete, possibly just a golden armored zombie that failed to transform into a jade corpse.”

Fu Zongjue, observing the battle, had discerned some clues.

“If that’s the case, then he should know that attacking in this way is absolutely incapable of breaking through the large formation. If we wait until Brother Zhou completes his Nascent Soul Formation… No good… The villain is deliberately striking the formation, thereby shaking the spirit vein of Giant Tree Ridge.”

Chen Mobai suddenly realized the true intent of their foe, and his expression changed instantly.

While Zhou Shengqing was in Nascent Soul Formation, even though he would be fully immersed in it, the tremors of Giant Tree Ridge’s spirit vein were enough to awaken him.

This was almost similar to the situation when Meng Hong’s Golden Core formation failed—the ghost cultivator was deliberately causing a disturbance.

“I have already notified Brother Mo to come and act as protector. Before that, we must block this person first,”

Having heard Chen Mobai’s words, Fu Zongjue also realized the gravity of the situation.

They could keep the enemy outside of Giant Tree Ridge by controlling the Array of Ten Thousand Woods, but doing so would affect the important matter of Zhou Shengqing’s Nascent Soul Formation.

In such circumstances, they had no choice but to make a move.

A streak of Purple Lightning and a beam of golden light burst forth to intercept the ghost cultivator’s next move, when suddenly the four faceless men carrying the sedan chair transformed into four streams of red light, floating towards them.

“Mere ghost minions!”

Chen Mobai’s brow furrowed as he waved his sleeve, and the Six Yang God Fire Mirror flew out, igniting pure yang fire, encircling the four streams of red light.

Then, the pure yang spiritual power surged violently, instantly reducing the four faceless men to ash.

“Eh!”

The underworld official in the sedan chair couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise upon seeing this.

His four ghost minions had been cultivated over many years; even a Golden Core Cultivator would be hard-pressed to deal with them when they worked together. His intention was to first halt Chen Mobai, and then with the force of thunder, quickly kill the weakest, Fu Zongjue.

Little did he expect that Chen Mobai’s speed in annihilating the four great ghost minions would surpass the rate at which he could crush Fu Zongjue.

He immobilized the golden needles shot by Fu Zongjue in front of the sedan chair. For the first time, the underworld official sitting within used a magic artifact.

It was a Mourning Rod!

Although its grade was inferior to the Purple Electric Sword, when it was bolstered by the underworld official’s vast ghost qi, it unleashed an immense force, smashing the unprepared Fu Zongjue into thousands of puppet pieces with a single strike.

“Junior Brother, be careful; this person can unleash the power of jade corpse,” Fu Zongjue felt his Golden Sun Puppet being shattered and paled, shouting at Chen Mobai.

Amidst the howling.

The huge Mourning Rod, with its grim ghost qi, came crashing down onto Chen Mobai’s head.

The power of this strike had already surpassed the Rank-3 level.

Chen Mobai could only raise the Purple Electric Sword, delivering the second sword strike of the day!

Amidst the clash of two Rank-4 powers, a pale hand like white jade tore through the void, reaching from behind to grab Chen Mobai’s neck.

Fortunately, Chen Mobai’s Void Spirit Eye had always been open, keenly capturing this scene.

He didn’t have enough time to turn the Purple Electric Sword around, so he could only block the underworld official’s ghostly hand with the Six Yang God Fire Mirror that he was controlling with Ruyi.

“A mere Rank-3!”

In the midst of a cold laugh, the pale jade-like hand, with dark ghost qi, grasped the mirror without hesitation.

Pure Yang Fire reacted upon contact.

Subsequently, a scream erupted from the sedan chair!