Chapter 279
Chapter 279
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Translator: Ace
Chapter: 0
Chapter Title: Yanmo Hall Unleashed
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“Hiss!”
In the instant Tingyou Ancestor looked over, Ye Tao from the Sword Pavilion felt a chill rush straight to the top of his head. His eyes filled with dread.
Tingyou Ancestor!
This was the primary reason Lu Yang hadn’t taken the slain Foundation Establishment demon cultivators to sacrifice his sword this time. Instead, he stored them in the Ten Thousand Spirits Banner, transforming them into banner spirits.
To be fair, the current Tingyou Ancestor was a far cry from his former glory. After escaping from a True Lord’s grasp and clinging to life through five reincarnations, he had exhausted all his past accumulations. Even if he wanted to duel someone now, he lacked the power. He could only bully the Lu Yang of back then, who had been a mere Qi Refining cultivator.
Yet this flaw wasn’t entirely irreparable.
【Yanmo Hall】!
This secret art, once Lu Yang’s trump card, was the very reason he dared enter meditation under everyone’s watchful gaze, single-mindedly refining the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends.
“Lu Yang... this kid’s cultivation is still lacking.”
Tingyou Ancestor sighed.
“【Yanmo Hall】 relies most on balanced cultivation. Why eight early Foundation Establishment and one mid Foundation Establishment?”
Seven early Foundation Establishment demon cultivators, plus Chen Xin’an.
Mid Foundation Establishment Sui Ling.
At this moment, all nine banner spirits stood behind Tingyou Ancestor. Their forms gradually blurred, morphing into a towering hall adorned with myriad scenes of Yama kings.
Impermanence seizes lives with soul-reaping ropes. Ghost messengers hook souls.
Judges mete out rewards and punishments. Wandering spirits patrol the heavens.
“And it lacks earth vein empowerment... Never mind.”
Tingyou Ancestor’s expression remained calm. He pinched his fingers in calculation, then shook his head.
“I’ll tweak the secret art slightly. It should barely suffice.”
With that thought, the nine somewhat discordant banner spirits shifted. Sui Ling’s mid Foundation Establishment aura plummeted in an instant. Meanwhile, the other eight banner spirits’ auras surged simultaneously.
In this exchange, balance was perfectly restored. Not a single gap remained.
“Boom!”
The next moment, the fully formed 【Yanmo Hall】’s gates parted with a rumble.
In a flash, everyone present felt the world spin around them.
When they regained their senses, they had fallen inside the 【Yanmo Hall】!
“Amitabha...”
Beneath the roiling yin fiend aura, Hui Ku showed no fear—instead, he rejoiced. His Pure Land specialized in countering such evils, steadying his heart considerably.
With that in mind, he intoned a resounding Buddha’s proclamation.
“Demon fiends!”
His lips parted. He spat a jet of crimson blaze, carrying waves of scorching heat that swept across half the 【Yanmo Hall】.
This was 【Pure World Karmic Fire】.
As its name implied, it conquered yin fiends and karmic defilements. Anything tainted by yin evil became its fuel upon contact, impossible to escape.
But Tingyou Ancestor merely glanced at it and sneered.
The next instant, the pervasive yin fiend qi transformed abruptly. Rays of heavenly light emerged, radiant and upright. It shifted from yin fiend to yang gang, crashing down like Mount Tai to snuff out the karmic fire!
Hui Ku stared in stunned disbelief.
“What in the world!?”
How could proper yin fiend qi suddenly become yang gang? Yin and yang didn’t reverse like that. Even if it could, why had he never heard of such a thing?
Truth be told, he couldn’t be blamed.
This technique stemmed from Tingyou Ancestor’s own epiphany. He had witnessed Chongguang Qiujin reverse the world’s chen soil essence firsthand.
“Pity it falls short of the genuine article.”
Tingyou Ancestor shook his head.
“Reversing yin fiend qi is my limit. Altering Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend attributes demands a fruition position.”
“But against you bald asses, it’s more than enough.”
The next moment, countless savage ghosts marched from the 【Yanmo Hall】. Now cloaked in yang gang, they resembled heavenly soldiers and generals.
“Kill!”
The troops surged forward, engulfing Hui Ku in an instant.
Hui Ku fended them off desperately. He turned to Cheng Tinggui at his side.
“Isn’t this false investiture art your Dao Court’s?”
“Break it, quick!”
“I...”
Cheng Tinggui’s face flushed crimson. He had been searching for flaws in the 【Yanmo Hall】 from the start. Helplessly, though the art derived from their Dao Court’s official investiture mimicry, he—as a native Dao Court cultivator—couldn’t spot a single weakness!
‘Impossible!’
Cheng Tinggui gaped in shock. Even when he glimpsed a flaw, Tingyou Ancestor merely glanced over and sealed it effortlessly!
‘How do we even fight this!?’
Just then, a sword cry pierced the air.
Ye Tao struck.
He stared gravely at Tingyou Ancestor.
“Didn’t expect a remnant like you to still draw breath. Can’t let you live this time!”
Tingyou Ancestor’s brow arched slightly.
“...Still calling me a remnant?”
The next instant, his figure vanished.
He reappeared directly before Ye Tao. A massive hand lunged forth!
“Sever!”
Ye Tao unleashed his sword pellet in a chop.
To his horror, Tingyou Ancestor seized it barehanded!
Endless sword light erupted.
Yet it couldn’t rend his palm. All of it was devoured.
The pellet—meant to cleave all things—lay in his grasp like an innocuous jade orb. A mere pinch of two fingers, and it crackled with explosive pops!
“Demon! What foul sorcery is this!?”
Ye Tao’s eyes bulged with rage.
This sword pellet tied to his very cultivation and lifeblood. Its destruction would wound him deeply!
“Wait... something’s off!”
“I didn’t cast any sword art? No divine ability either?”
Ye Tao’s mind cleared. Terror dawned as he realized his blunder.
Tingyou Ancestor couldn’t grab a sword pellet barehanded.
In truth, he had delivered it right into the man’s palm!
But why?
As Ye Tao reeled in shock, Tingyou Ancestor sighed.
“Pity. Even inside 【Yanmo Hall】, I can only mimic crudely. Haven’t grasped the profound mysteries yet. Tied to fruition position after all?”
He mimicked 【Cognitive Obstruction】.
As a banner spirit of the Ten Thousand Spirits Banner, he had witnessed every moment of Lu Yang’s experiences. Ample time and chance to study such marvels.
And he had made real progress!
Back in the day, Witch Ghost Dao was a minor sect. They had but one great divine ability even for Foundation Establishment breakthroughs. How had Tingyou Ancestor dueled them?
Pure comprehension talent!
Deciphering others’ natal divine abilities and innate gifts. Replicating them with spells. Turning the mundane miraculous—this was Tingyou Ancestor’s signature edge!
“Crack!”
The next moment, he crushed Ye Tao’s sword pellet outright.
The mid Foundation Establishment sword cultivator spewed blood. His aura withered instantly.
Meanwhile, Hui Ku and Cheng Tinggui fared no better.
Even faking a mid Foundation Establishment mantle via 【Yanmo Hall】—against three foes—Tingyou Ancestor dominated effortlessly!
His prowess lagged Lu Yang’s by just a hair.
Lu Yang’s came from 【Calamity Wave】, second-rank true merit, vast stacks of enhancements.
Tingyou Ancestor’s? Pure gift.
But then—
“Amitabha!”
A thunderous Buddha’s proclamation boomed from beyond the 【Yanmo Hall】.
Clouds parted. A colossal hand plunged down.
“Boom!”
One strike rent the 【Yanmo Hall】—strong enough to trap three mid Foundation Establishment—asunder.
Tingyou Ancestor’s eyes narrowed.
“Great Perfected Being...”
In the end, the Pure Land couldn’t sit idle any longer!