Purple Mist Dao Master-Chapter 954 - 660: Yishan Daoist
Ruins Sea.
Nine Layers Land.
The Mang Mountain Ghost struck in all directions. He dared not kill Yan Chuan, but he was ruthless and brutal with any High Rank Divine General around him.
Watching his hands dance, True Qi surged like turbulent waves.
Endless Netherworld Cold Qi and endless Yin Soul Power intertwined, forming a massive black vortex.
"Go!"
The Mang Mountain Ghost pushed the vortex towards the High Rank Divine Generals in all directions——
Boom boom boom!
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
The vortex, upon touching the High Rank Divine Generals, instantly swallowed them.
"Ah ah ah ah!"
So many High Rank Divine Generals were ruthlessly shredded in the vortex, turning into nothingness.
Buzz~
Netherworld Cold Qi spread out, dyeing the surrounding Chaos Ruins in a cold darkness.
Crack crack crack!
All vitality froze, as if time itself stopped flowing.
Only the Mang Mountain Ghost kept striking, surrounded by a scene of deathly silence, as if it were the end of the world.
No, wait!
Besides that, there was the voice of Yan Chuan's explanation——
"This is the 'Nether Cold Soul-devouring Palm'!"
"It's an evil hand technique that combines the cold of Mang Mountain, the devouring power of Yin Souls, and the True Qi of the Mang Mountain Ghost himself."
"The Mang Mountain Ghost deeply understands the power of Mang Mountain, enabling him to execute this hand technique."
"Through meditation, delve into the edges of Mang Mountain, sensing its boundless cold and deathly silence. During this process, gradually establish a mysterious connection with Mang Mountain, then guide its cold breath into one's body."
"Simultaneously, summon the roaming Yin Souls around and bind them within one's True Qi Field. When striking, this fusion power of Nether Cold and Yin Souls erupts instantly, freezing the body of a High Rank Divine General while the Yin Souls seize the chance to devour their soul, utterly destroying it."
"This palm!"
"This skill!"
"Truly malicious!"
Yan Chuan exclaimed, calling the Mang Mountain Ghost extremely malicious.
And indeed, it was so——
When the Mang Mountain Ghost demonstrated the Nether Cold Soul-devouring Palm, everything around seemed plunged into eternal winter.
That Netherworld Cold Qi gleamed with a ghostly blue light, the black shadow of Yin Souls looming faintly, shuttling through the bodies of High Rank Divine Generals, while the black vortex emitted terrifying suction and light. Any contact saw a High Rank Divine General vanish into darkness.
"Good, Mang Mountain Ghost!"
...
Hmm?
This admiration was not from Yan Chuan.
Yan Chuan was also puzzled, turned his head towards the sound source, and saw a stranger High Rank Divine General arriving, wearing a Daoist robe and straw shoes, with an immortal-like air.
"This is——"
Yan Chuan input this figure's image into the 'Task Treasure Mirror,' instantly obtaining this person's information, rejoicing: "Great! Another Super Divine General!"
Indeed!
This Daoist was another Super Divine General——
"Yishan Daoist!"
Another Super Divine General of Ronghai Country!
Another new Super Divine General!
He was named alongside the 'Demon Monk,' who once died at Yan Chuan's hands, known together as the 'Evil Monk and Daoist', with undeniable strength. Unexpectedly, after the Demon Monk's death, at the moment of the Mang Mountain Ghost's rage, the Yishan Daoist came!
"Ghost brother!"
"Blind Iron brother!"
"Two brothers! Let me lend a hand and together slay the Living Yama!"
Upon arriving, the Yishan Daoist directly pointed at Yan Chuan!
He firmly planted his feet in the Returning Ruins Chaos, seeming to merge with it——
"Roar!"
He let out a thunderous roar, the sound seemingly capable of penetrating the Nine Heavens.
Simultaneously, his right arm's muscles swelled, hard as steel, his meridians prominent, with True Qi rushing like rivers.
He struck forward with unimaginable speed, the palm wind whistling, the air compressing instantly, forming a visible shockwave.
This shockwave, like an arrow loosed, carried an unstoppable force.
In that moment, High Rank Divine Generals saw a flash but couldn't react before being struck by this immense palm power.
"Ah ah ah ah!"
One after another, the High Rank Divine Generals in the way were smashed like porcelain by a great hammer, their bones breaking audibly, blood splattering to form a bloody mist in the air.
Wow wow wow!
A skilled performance reveals its truth!
The Yishan Daoist's mere first strike announced his presence to the world as another Super Divine General, not inferior to Blind Iron, Taixuzi, or even the Mang Mountain Ghost!
Mighty!
Dominant!
Vicious!
Lethal!
Truly extraordinary!
"Kill!"
"Kill the Yishan Daoist!"
The surrounding numberless High Rank Divine Generals, already terrified by the Mang Mountain Ghost, found the Yishan Daoist slightly more agreeable, thus turned their weapons on him.
"Heh heh!"
Facing the swift, storm-like attacks from all sides, the Yishan Daoist chuckled lightly, his feet deeply planted in the Returning Ruins Chaos like grown roots.
His expression remained tranquil, his gaze sharp as an eagle's.
"Die die die die!"
"Yishan Daoist! Die quickly!"
Countless High Rank Divine Generals' hand techniques attacked like illusions, raising gusts of wind.
Yet, the Yishan Daoist remained unmoved. When the attacks approached, he crossed his hands slowly, yet with a weight of a thousand jin.
Rumble!
True Qi erupted between his palms, forming an indestructible True Qi barrier.
Many High Rank Divine Generals' palm powers collided with this barrier, shattering like waves on rocks and dispersing instantly.
The Yishan Daoist's True Qi not only successfully resisted countless attacks, but rebounded like a spring along the High Rank Divine Generals' arms.
"Ah ah ah!"
The Divine Generals felt a powerful retaliatory force, their arms in acute pain, True Qi disrupted, and they involuntarily recoiled.
"Yishan Daoist!"
"Why why!"
"How is he also this strong!"
Having faced him personally, the Divine Generals were astounded.
He was indeed a formidable figure, not easily provoked, just like the Mang Mountain Ghost!
Look at the Yishan Daoist!
He leapt high, his posture like a soaring eagle.
In the air, his muscles tensed, and True Qi surged through his body like a tide.
Upon reaching the pinnacle——
"Roar!"
The Yishan Daoist roared, his voice like Shock Thunder, resounding powerfully.
Then, he channeled all his True Qi into his palms, joining them like a descending giant axe from heaven.
Boom!
With the force of Taishan pressing, he fiercely struck the Returning Ruins Chaos.
At the moment of palm contact, True Qi erupted like a volcanic explosion, spreading madly through the Returning Ruins Chaos.
The Returning Ruins Chaos shattered instantly, meteorites breaking, earth and stones flying, forming a massive vortex.
A powerful impact spread as circular ripples, toppling nearby High Rank Divine Generals, their Five Internal Organs and Six Hollow Organs tumbling like Flipping River and Inverting Sea, coughing blood, breathing their last!
Yishan Daoist!
Strong strong strong strong!
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