Purple Mist Dao Master-Chapter 951 - 657: Yan Chuan! Divine Altar!
Ruins Sea.
Nine Layers Land Ruins.
The tricks of Mang Mountain Ghost are endless. Under the Ghost Axe Divine Skill, the variations in hand techniques are truly overwhelming, leaving everyone else confused.
Only Yan Chuan.
Still sees clearly, he sees Mang Mountain Ghost releasing both palms, True Qi erupting like a volcanic explosion.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle!
Yin Evil Qi and Ice Power interweave and fuse together, forming a massive extreme cold force field between the palms.
The surface of the extreme cold force field is surrounded by a thick layer of dark mist, exuding an eerie aura.
"Boom!"
Mang Mountain Ghost's eyes widen in anger, both palms forcefully pushed forward, the extreme cold force field rushes towards the surrounding High Rank Divine Generals with a destructive life-and-death force.
Rumble rumble rumble!
Boom boom boom!
Once the extreme cold force field comes into contact with any High Rank Divine General, it immediately wraps them tightly.
Hiss hiss hiss~
The Yin Evil Qi inside, like countless venomous snakes, crazily invades deep into the souls of the High Rank Divine Generals, sealing them firmly within the frigid ice layers.
The High Rank Divine Generals struggle desperately within the ice layer, but cannot escape this cold confinement—
"Ah ah ah ah!"
Ultimately, they can only gradually dissipate in endless pain accompanied by screams.
Yan Chuan raises his eyebrows, seeing through the essence: "Yin Evil Palm is an extremely sinister and powerful hand technique, its core lies in perfectly fusing the lurking Yin Evil Qi within Mang Mountain Ghost with the intense icy power outside."
Yan Chuan notices, Mang Mountain Ghost delves deep into the hidden and powerful Yin Evil Power in his meridians, allowing it to surge and flow. Then, using his keen sensing power, he captures the surrounding cold energy and employs masterful True Qi control skills to gather and merge this cold energy into the Yin Evil Power.
"When the palm power strikes, the corrosive nature of Yin Evil Qi collaborates with the freezing trait of Ice Power, forming a terrifying force capable of quickly corroding a High Rank Divine General's True Qi shield, while instantly freezing their bodies," Yan Chuan's voice echoes far and wide: "This power, akin to a frosty curse from Hell, places High Rank Divine Generals into an inescapable predicament."
No matter how Mang Mountain Ghost exhibits, Yan Chuan can always swiftly excavate the roots of his newly displayed hand techniques fully.
When Mang Mountain Ghost utilizes the Yin Evil Palm—
Crack crack crack!
The surroundings seem to freeze instantly, forming a vast world of white ice crystals.
Black ice crystals emit a bizarre and terrifying glow, like a symbol of death. As Ice Evil strikes the surrounding High Rank Divine Generals, upon their True Qi shield shattering, the glow bursts forth like fireworks in the night sky.
Swish!
The bodies of High Rank Divine Generals freeze and corrode instantly. Black Yin Evil Qi oozes from their wounds, permeating the air, emitting a pungent stench.
Vomit!
So foul!
Too many High Rank Divine Generals enveloped in the extreme cold force field endure pain, twist, struggle, and the surface of the force field reflects the despairing faces of one after another.
The entire Nine Layers Land Ruins is suffused with death and despair!
And all of this, is brought by Mang Mountain Ghost!
...
However.
Mang Mountain Ghost intensifies.
Woo woo woo!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Screech screech screech!
Mang Mountain Ghost stands firm at the top of Nine Layers Land in the howling wind, arms outstretched, letting the gale ravage his body.
"Hoo!"
"Inhale!"
He adjusts his breath, True Qi orderly circulates within him like stars. Meanwhile, Mang Mountain Ghost's mental tendrils delve into Mang Mountain Yin Land, intent on stirring the mysterious Mang Mountain Wind.
Woo woo wah~
Mang Mountain Wind, through an invisible conduit, rushes into his body like a turbulent tide.
Whoosh!
Cold Yin Power resonates and merges with the howling wind in his meridians.
Mang Mountain Ghost waves his hands, compressing Cold Yin Power and the wind in his palms to form a rapidly spinning Yin Wind Force Field, which glimmers coldly and carries the shadows of Mang Mountain.
The surrounding Returning Ruins Chaos screams sharply due to extreme pressure and cold, seemingly protesting the constraints of this mighty force.
This is the 'Netherworld Wind'!
In the next instant—
"Whoosh!"
Mang Mountain Ghost's form vanishes like lightning, charging towards the surrounding High Rank Divine Generals with unimaginable speed.
Upon nearing a High Rank Divine General, his eyes flash with Killing Intent—
Bang!
With no hesitation, a single palm activates the Yin Wind Force Field.
The Yin Wind Force Field instantly transforms into a black tornado sweeping towards the surrounding High Rank Divine Generals.
Roaring fiercely!
The tornado carries extreme cold and Mang Mountain's curse, tearing through space with a chilling noise.
As the tornado contacts the High Rank Divine Generals, their bodies are instantly caught within.
"Ah ah ah ah!"
High Rank Divine Generals struggle desperately in the tornado, but the extreme cold quickly freezes their bodies, and True Qi is mercilessly devoured. Mang Mountain's curse, like a venomous serpent, corrupts their souls, plunging them into endless terror and chaos.
Cold Yin Can Destroy Souls!
"Redeem them all!"
Mang Mountain Ghost brings both palms together at his chest, face solemn and serious.
Rumble rumble rumble!
True Qi frantically surges within him, powerful like a rushing river.
The Cold Yin Nether Wind Power in his palms blends and clashes, forming a formidable True Qi Field.
True Qi Field flickers with ghostly blue light and black shadows, exuding a destructive aura.
"Go!"
Mang Mountain Ghost thrusts both palms forward, the True Qi Field rushes like a black torrent, overwhelming the surrounding High Rank Divine Generals.
Whoosh!
Sweeping everything away!
Wherever the True Qi Field touches, the space distorts and cracks audibly. Any High Rank Divine General struck melts to ice fragments, dispersed in the air. Their souls, also utterly obliterated by Cold Yin Power, disappearing into Mang Mountain's darkness, never to reincarnate.
Weird!
Terrifying!
This is Mang Mountain!
And this is Mang Mountain Ghost!
...
"Who is this powerhouse!"
"This Mang Mountain Ghost, unbelievably strong!"
"Indeed! Many Super Divine Generals have come before, but none matched Mang Mountain Ghost's skill!"
"Look, as soon as Mang Mountain Ghost arrived, the once illustrious Taixuzi was instantly slain by Yan Chuan, and even Blind Iron fell silent, all attention snatched by Mang Mountain Ghost!"
"Actually, no need to elaborate who's strongest here, just observe who the Living Yama focuses on explaining, then you'll know who the current most formidable figure in Nine Layers Land Ruins is!"
"Mang Mountain Ghost!"
"Deserves the name!"
"Of course! Just consider how long the Living Yama has discussed him!"
...
Over three hundred thousand High Rank Divine Generals in the Nine Layers Land Ruins watch in awe at Mang Mountain Ghost's mighty prowess, yet none questions Yan Chuan's might!
No matter how strong Mang Mountain Ghost is!
The Living Yama has long ascended the Divine Altar! 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
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