Purple Mist Dao Master-Chapter 952 - 658: It’s Almost Over!
Ruins Sea.
Nine Layers Land Ruins.
Mang Mountain Ghost's methods are endless, he is like the Sun Monkey, but Yan Chuan is the Buddha, he can resolve all of Mang Mountain Ghost's tactics: "This is the 'Cold Yin Nether Wind Palm'! It is an unparalleled hand technique that combines Cold Yin Power, Mang Mountain Wind, and True Qi's exquisite manipulation."
Mang Mountain Ghost deeply comprehended the mysterious traits of the wind in Mang Mountain Yin Land, using powerful spiritual power to break through the boundaries between reality and Mang Mountain, drawing the eerie wind from Mang Mountain into his own meridians.
"At the same time, he mobilizes the profound True Qi within his body, allowing it to blend with Cold Yin Qi, causing the three powers to continuously clash and merge, forming a chaotic energy with strong destructive power."
"With one palm strike, this fused energy transforms into a roaring Netherworld Wind, like the wrath of Mang Mountain, cold to the bone and possessing the fearsome power to devour everything."
Yan Chuan's words were perfectly accurate.
As Mang Mountain Ghost released his palm, the surrounding world seemed to plunge into an apocalyptic storm. The howling wind, mixed with coldness and the shadows of Mang Mountain, brought one to the brink of Hell.
Whoosh!
The Yin Wind Force Field spun, emanating a terrifying aura, as if the gate to Mang Mountain was about to open.
Black tornadoes swept towards the High Rank Divine Generals—
"Ahhhhh!"
The High Rank Divine Generals uttered cries of despair within the tornado, their voices torn apart by the fierce winds.
The layers upon layers of True Qi Fields shone like doomsday light, instantly turning the High Rank Divine Generals into ashes, leaving behind empty ruins filled with destruction and despair throughout the Nine Layers Land Ruins!
'Cold Yin Nether Wind Palm'!
Truly infinitely terrifying!
Yet.
It is still not over.
Mang Mountain Ghost continued—
"Taste my 'Nine Nether Cold Nether Palm'!"
Mang Mountain Ghost invoked the dark abyss, breathing extremely slowly and deeply.
Whoosh!
True Qi within his body began to awaken like a sleeping giant beast, circulating along the meridians, penetrating through layers of darkness, establishing a fragile yet mysterious connection with the Nine Netherworld.
The cold Qi of Nine Nether flowed through this invisible channel, surging into his body like an icy torrent.
True Qi merged with Nine Nether Cold Qi, forming a dark and icy True Qi Field, causing his meridians to tremble slightly as it passed.
Mang Mountain Ghost's hands danced as if weaving mysterious runes in the darkness, gradually gathering this energy into a force field emitting a faint blue light, the cold aura contained within seemingly holding the endless abyss of Nine Nether, causing tiny cracks in space due to extreme coldness.
"Zoom!"
Finished!
Again!
The Divine Generals' faces changed drastically, seeing Mang Mountain Ghost's figure instantly vanish from the darkness, like a black lightning bolt charging towards the High Rank Divine Generals.
Thunderous!
Spark Lightning!
Upon approaching the High Rank Divine Generals, Mang Mountain Ghost's palm crashed down—
Bang!
Earth Bursting Sky Star!
The extremely cold aura force field instantly transformed into a massive blue beam, sweeping towards the High Rank Divine Generals with an overwhelming force.
Bang bang bang!
The Nine Nether Cold Power within the beam seemed capable of tearing through space, instantly penetrating the bodies of the High Rank Divine Generals.
Their internal meridians and organs froze upon contact, severing all life.
Simultaneously—
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The powerful impact triggered a monumental explosion within the endless meteorite ruins of Nine Layers Land, the meteors shattered, stones flew and formed a vast death zone, as if Hell's entrance had appeared in the Mortal World.
Under this terrifying power, countless High Rank Divine Generals shattered instantly, turning into scattered ice flakes, their souls trapped by Nine Nether Cold Power, eternally falling into darkness, unable to escape.
"Ahhhhh!"
The cries of agony were incessant.
Mang Mountain Ghost remained unmoved, the True Qi in his body surged like a raging tsunami, resonating with the Nine Nether Cold Power in his palm.
Forming in front of him was a large and complex True Qi Field, flashing with weird and mysterious elements, like the stare of Nine Nether or the curse of Mang Mountain.
"Go!"
"Sweep all directions!"
Mang Mountain Ghost forcefully pushed forward with both hands, thrusting the True Qi Field towards the High Rank Divine Generals.
Once enfolded by the True Qi Field, the High Rank Divine Generals were forcibly pulled out by a powerful attraction, struggling painfully within the True Qi Field, unable to escape this invisible cage.
Ultimately doomed to die!
Constant erosion by Nine Nether Power brought endless torment and suffering to the High Rank Divine Generals.
The cold released by the True Qi Field rapidly spread, instantly freezing all life around, forming a lifeless zone where no life could survive.
Total!
All!
Must!
Die!
...
'Nine Nether Cold Nether Palm'!
"This is the ultimate hand technique that absorbs the profound cold of Nine Netherworld and Mang Mountain's Yinming Power."
Yan Chuan's expression was grave, but with growing clarity. He knew Mang Mountain Ghost seemed nearing his limit, teetering on exhaustion, therefore Yan Chuan explained more swiftly: "Mang Mountain Ghost, with extraordinary spiritual will, broke through layers of obstacles, entering the endless darkness beneath Mang Mountain to comprehend the origin of cold Qi."
Yan Chuan ran his palms, as if simulating the technique: "After establishing a mysterious connection with Nine Nether Cold Qi, drawing this cold Qi into the body and blending it with his Yinming True Qi."
He attempted fusion: "During the process, the two powers constantly stirred, collided, producing an overwhelming energy capable of devastating the heavens and earth. Through extreme compression and refinement, this energy gathered into a seemingly small palm power core, yet holding endless terrifying power."
Nine Nether Cold!
Truly remarkable!
...
Mang Mountain Ghost roamed, the surrounding space seemed engulfed by Nine Nether's darkness, temperatures plummeting below absolute zero, everything sunk into eternal silence and coldness.
Ssssss!
Cold cold cold!
Absolute zero!
Absolute extreme cold!
The extreme cold aura field exuded a hopeless aura, absorbing all light in the world.
The entire Returning Ruins Chaos, the entire Nine Layers Land Ruins trembled, giant beams illuminated the dark Returning Ruins—
Crack crack crack!
The bodies of the High Rank Divine Generals instantly became ice shards, scattering like fireworks, Nine Layers Land Ruins turned into an apocalypse.
Divine Generals fell!
Like clouds like rain!
Simply worthless!
Mang Mountain Ghost, Nine Nether Sealing Soul!
When the True Qi Field enveloped all directions—
"Ahhhhh!"
The High Rank Divine Generals screamed in agony within the True Qi Field, voices echoing in the silent space, eerily haunting.
Tear!
Crush!
As life around the True Qi Field withered instantly, transformed into ice statues, the entire world seemed frozen in this terrifying moment.
Mang Mountain Ghost!
Remains invincible!
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