Becoming Great Emperor by Playing Game-Chapter 480: Cyan Dragon Sword Technique—Dragon Descends from the Heavens!
With one word, all beings perish.
All souls within the space weaker than Chen Lan’s instantly exploded, leaving only the souls floating in the air, wandering in terror.
Only the few Taoist Saints survived, with the abbot of the King Kong Temple heavily injured and coughing up blood, a mirror dropping from his chest, already shattered.
Even the Thunder Eagle Daoist Saint lay on the ground, barely alive, unable to fight any longer.
Even the genius Gu Feng, admired by all, was now bent over, unable to lift his head, blood spilling from his mouth.
"Such terrifying power, my Buddha Heart Mirror shattered instantly; it’s a Chaos Treasure that can protect my soul, something even a Dao Emperor cannot destroy in one strike, yet now it’s shattered!" The abbot of the King Kong Temple looked at Chen Lan in horror.
This is merely a Taoist Saint, how could he possess such terrifying power?!
One word to wipe out all beings, thousands of people perished instantly, even he couldn’t do that.
"His Soul Dao Power is odd, it’s the ultimate Soul Dao combined with Ghost Dao. Anyone whose soul is weaker than his must die. If we didn’t have Soul-Protecting Treasures, we’d probably be dead already." Gu Feng spoke in a deep voice.
The soul is the most important thing for everyone. The higher the cultivation, the better one knows how to cultivate the soul. No matter how powerful the physical body is, if the soul doesn’t keep up, it’s of no use.
The strong always cultivate both body and soul. His soul has been strengthened by the Soul Refining Technique given by the Cyan Dragon Dao Emperor, and after cultivating for tens of thousands of years, it is naturally strong, plus numerous Soul-Protecting Treasures ensured he wasn’t killed instantly by Chen Lan, though he was still severely injured.
"Ghost Dao, my Buddhist Dao is not to be underestimated!" The abbot of the King Kong Temple shouted angrily, sitting cross-legged on the spot, his body slowly radiating Buddha light, rapidly healing his injuries.
Buddha light shines brightly, a Buddha statue Dharma Aspect slowly appears behind the abbot, covering the sky, emitting endless Buddha light, sacred, terrifying, suffocating!
With the appearance of the Buddha statue, the boundless Ghost Qi shrank back into Chen Lan’s body like a mouse seeing a cat, and the Ghostly Realm space set by Chen Lan shattered. Under the dark clouds, only a towering Buddha statue shone with Buddha light.
"Hahaha, young Ghost Cultivator, you’re unlucky to have encountered me, Luo Daming, today!" Luo Daming laughed coldly.
The Ghost Dao’s biggest fear has always been the Buddhist Dao, as gods and Buddhas have restrained ghosts and monsters since ancient times, with the Buddhist Dao having a natural restraint over the Ghost Dao.
Yet, many do not know that the Demon Dao is even more terrifying, capable of restraining gods, Buddhas, ghosts, and monsters, but similarly, they can also restrain the Demon Dao, where strength reigns supreme.
Chen Lan calmly looked at the Buddha statue, the Ghost Qi within him dared not emerge, intimidated by the Buddha light. There’s no denying that the Buddhist Dao inherently restrains the Ghost Dao.
He cannot use Demonic Qi or any of Ye Lan’s treasures now, as many are watching outside. If someone sees, they will certainly report it. He can only use the Ghost Dao and the Ghost God Sword.
Unless he kills everyone, leaving none alive, then the secret can be kept.
After all, only the dead can keep secrets.
"Die, boy!" Luo Daming shouted angrily, striking with a palm.
The Buddha statue moved with a roar, a gigantic palm of endless Buddha light descended from the heavens, pressing towards Chen Lan.
Boom!!!
The enormous palm descended, the earth trembled, countless trees were uprooted and thrown aside.
Seeing Chen Lan unresistant, Luo Daming smiled: "Truly uninteresting, so easy."
He then glanced contemptuously at Gu Feng, wishing to boast of his effortless elimination of Chen Lan, only to find Gu Feng already seated, meditating and healing, not paying attention to the battlefield, making him somewhat annoyed but not daring to say anything, as Gu Feng is from the Cyan Dragon Sacred Land.
"Is that it?"
Suddenly, a voice rang out, startling Luo Daming, who looked in the direction of the sound and was instantly shocked!
Chen Lan stood unharmed where he was, gently brushing dust off his robe, raising his eyes with a cold smile: "If that’s all you have, then you may die now." 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
A flash of sword light, Chen Lan’s figure flickered and disappeared, leaving behind afterimages that terrified Luo Daming. He clasped his hands together, chanting words, a layer of Buddha light shining, shielding him.
Clang!
A sound resounded as the Ghost God Sword struck the Buddha light barrier around Luo Daming’s body, stopping in its tracks!
Seeing this, Luo Daming laughed, mocking Chen Lan’s overconfidence, about to speak when he heard a crack, the Buddha light barrier shattering directly!
"Did you think you could stop me?" Chen Lan sneered coldly, "Ghost Cultivators might fear you, but I’m no ordinary Ghost Cultivator!"
Boom!
A large hand suddenly grasped Luo Daming’s head, and Chen Lan let out a sinister cold laugh: "Hehehe, come, join my hell!"
In an instant, Luo Daming’s soul body was extracted by Chen Lan, a black hole appearing out of nowhere, into which he was tossed.
Inside, Chen Lan perfectly replicated the eighteen levels of hell from the Underworld, an advanced version where the soul’s pain would be magnified ten thousand times, a torment beyond ordinary measure. A soul too weak would be in unbearable agony, wishing for death!
Moreover, he added a hint of the Great Dao of Time, a hundred years inside, one second outside!
After ten seconds, Chen Lan pulled out Luo Daming’s soul, completely transformed.
"I beg you, kill me, kill me!!!" Luo Daming’s soul had become translucent and faint, on the verge of vanishing.
As soon as he emerged, he knelt on the ground begging for mercy, imploring Chen Lan to kill him, completely looking like someone who no longer wished to live.
Watching below, Gu Feng was extremely shocked. He didn’t know what Luo Daming experienced, but upon coming out, he had changed, actually begging for death.
This left him utterly astounded; what kind of hell is inside that made a Taoist Saint plead for death!
What he didn’t expect was that Luo Daming endured a millennium of hellish torment, now seeking death with all his heart.
"Then I’ll grant you." Chen Lan grasped Luo Daming’s soul, a ghostly face emerging on his face, opening a terrifying, bizarre non-human mouth, swallowing it whole!
"Mm~ delicious." Chen Lan patted his belly, displaying a perverse smile, slowly turning back to look at Gu Feng, extending a thick, fearsome tongue, licking his lips, his pupils dilating, no whites in his eyes, turning into a terrifying monster, uttering a chilling sinister sound: "Almost forgot, there’s you, this delicious morsel!"
The Ghost Dao, anyone who cultivates it is abnormal; they often transform into grotesque beings, though usually they appear normal.
But Chen Lan was intentional; he wanted to create a mad, perverse Ghost Cultivator, so no one would suspect he was Ye Lan.
"Arrogant Ghost Cultivator, a minor practitioner of the wrong path, actually regards me as food, unforgivable!" Gu Feng stood up, shouting coldly.
He, a proud scion of the Cyan Dragon Sacred Land, was actually looked down upon by a Ghost Cultivator here, even insulted as food; this was simply too audacious!
Did they really think he was easy to bully?!
"Cyan Dragon Sword Technique, Dragon Descends from the Heavens!"
