Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One
Chapter 294 - 217: Netherworld Ghost General!_2

Chapter 294: Chapter 217: Netherworld Ghost General!_2

"Yes, Master!"

Eldest Senior Brother Jiao Chujun of Flame Cloud Sect, along with the second, third, and fourth senior brothers, dared not speak anymore!

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"Netherworld Ghost General, come forth!"

Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao’s left hand had already completed the formation, and something was beginning to crawl out of a black hole beneath his feet!

"It’s coming out! It’s coming out! Everyone, look!"

"What is that thing?"

"Why does it feel so ominously chilly?"

"Could it be a corpse?"

"This is Moyun Temple; how could there be a corpse here?"

"Then what is that thing?"

A group of cultivators began to discuss the thing that was about to crawl out of the black hole.

"What a formidable evil magic!"

Sect Master Zhuge Junchen of Flame Cloud Sect, Head of Heavenly Mist Sect Mo Liqi, Head of Immeasurable Sect Taishu Yiqing, and Senior Brother Taishi Bao of Qingyun Sect had not seen such sinister magic for many years.

Night Traveler Muqiang Baoshan looked at the black hole and immediately became tense, turning his head to instruct his fellow Night Travelers behind him:

"Tell the brothers nearby to be ready for battle at any moment, and be prepared to capture the heretical Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao!"

"Yes!"

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"Netherworld Ghost General?"

The Ghost Taoist, who had been watching the scene, felt a familiar sensation. There had been a time when he had seen a high-level adept use this evil magic, far more powerful than his, but it was absolutely impossible for Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao to do so!

If he could, there was only one possibility!

This heretical Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao must be the disciple of that high-level adept!

That is to say, Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao is a disciple of the Undying Immortal Kumarajiva!

Then does that make him... my fellow disciple?

"Can it be?"

The Ghost Taoist couldn’t believe his own eyes!

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Ao~

A ghostly howl came from under the feet of Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao, followed by the appearance of a rotten claw, baring its bones.

Under the tense gaze of everyone, they heard a thud, as a gigantic shadow suddenly leaped out of the black hole and landed beside Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao.

"Is this... is this an evil spirit from Hell?"

The group of cultivators exclaimed in shock, including Li Ping’an. They saw a huge Ghost General wearing armor but with a rotting body to various degrees!

This Ghost General was over ten meters tall, bulky and stout, holding a Ghost Head Greatsword in his right hand and various command flags in his left, and stepping on a pile of screaming ghosts beneath his feet, which were visible to the naked eye.

It was clear that this Netherworld Ghost General must have been a general who killed countless people in life, after death becoming a Ghost General in charge of malignant spirits in the Underworld.

"This Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao is too powerful! He can actually summon a Ghost General from Hell!"

"What kind of spell is this? It doesn’t seem like a Daoist spell at all!"

"Li Ping’an can summon a mountain, thunder and lightning; Nangong Zhidao can use the Four Red Suns Formation and the Netherworld Ghost General; what is their background exactly?"

"Damn it! They’re too strong!"

"Although we don’t know the origin of their spells, this is definitely the most intense battle in the history of the Grand Ritual of the Heavenly Master!"

Just as the cultivators finished speaking, they saw Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao raise his Fire Sword towards Li Ping’an:

"Li Ping’an! Let’s continue the fun! Four Red Suns Formation, Raging Fire Scorches the Heavens!"

Just as Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao raised the Fire Sword in his hand, the flames of the suspended Four Red Suns Formation beneath his feet burst forth, a steady stream of fire converging along his body to the tip of the sword in his right hand. Then, countless flames spewed out towards Li Ping’an, creating a splendid sight!

"This move again?"

Li Ping’an said with disdain:

"Since you witnessed everything that night, you should understand that your spells are utterly useless against me! Nine-Rank Lotus Flower Seal!"

The crowd then saw Li Ping’an quickly Forming Seals, and soon a Nine-Rank Lotus Flower Seal appeared around him, enveloping him within. The flames emitted by Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao all struck upon the Ninth Grade Lotus Platform.

The first wave of the fire attack was naturally futile, but the second wave was particularly fierce. The relentless fire, like a giant fiery hand, directly grasped the Ninth Grade Lotus Platform enfolding Li Ping’an.

"Divine Skills: Sitting Fire!"

Although Li Ping’an was protected by the Nine-Rank Lotus Platform, he still felt the fierce power of Raging Fire Scorches the Heavens, particularly the scorching temperature that immediately made him break out in sweat.

However, he also sensed from this move that Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao, be it the Four Red Suns Formation or Raging Fire Scorches the Heavens, possessed might that was not as formidable as The Second Most Talented Under Heaven, Pei Yuanjing.

And now with Divine Skills: Sitting Fire, Li Ping’an had gained a certain immunity to Fire Element Techniques. Facing the fiery attacks of Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao, Li Ping’an was naturally more than capable, calm, and composed!

"Who would have thought that this Li Ping’an would actually know Buddhist Community’s Dharma Seals!"

Sect Master Zhuge Junchen of the Flame Cloud Sect said through gritted teeth after experiencing Li Ping’an’s spells:

"Pei Yuanjing was naturally proud and inexperienced in worldly affairs, while this Li Ping’an is cunning and apt at disguise, extremely sly, and his cultivation is so advanced. Pei Yuanjing, it seems you didn’t die in vain! Your teacher will surely avenge you and then retake the Immortal Slaying Sword!"

"What a Li Ping’an, hiding so many remarkable skills!"

Head of Heavenly Mist Sect, Mo Liqi, turned to Head of Immeasurable Sect, Taishu Yiqing, and remarked:

"Senior Brother Taishu, if we let either Li Ping’an or Nangong Zhidao make it to the final round, our Four Great Noble Taoist Schools might have to change names. Who knows which of us will lose out on the Imperial Court Offering for the next decade!"

"Indeed!"

Head of Immeasurable Sect, Taishu Yiqing, also said with a sense of feeling:

"I never expected Li Ping’an and Nangong Zhidao to be so strong!"

He had originally hoped for Li Ping’an to win, but now, he didn’t want either Li Ping’an or Nangong Zhidao to do so. If either of them reached the final round, at least one of the Four Great Noble Taoist Schools would be ousted.

The most likely candidates for this were his own Immeasurable Sect and the Heavenly Mist Sect.

But if Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao were to win, then there would be no threat to the Four Great Noble Taoist Schools.

Therefore, for the benefit of his sect, Head of Immeasurable Sect, Taishu Yiqing, now actually hoped for Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao to win.

Head of Heavenly Mist Sect, Mo Liqi, now harbored the same thought.

Senior Brother of Qingyun Sect, Taishi Bao, had long been shocked by the spells of Li Ping’an and Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao, and could no longer concern himself with such matters.

He only had one thing on his mind, and that was for Li Ping’an to die quickly! To drop dead quickly! If someone as talented as Li Ping’an were to join Qingyun Sect, with his abilities, he would surely be the next Sect Leader of Qingyun Sect!

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"I hadn’t expected your cultivation to have improved so much! You’re even stronger than before!"

Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao joked:

"My Raging Fire Scorches the Heavens might not match Pei Yuanjing, but I can claim to be the unparalleled youngest generation. Yet you handle it even more easily than before! Impressive! Truly impressive!"

"Hmph!"

Li Ping’an scoffed disdainfully:

"If you have any more tricks up your sleeve, just bring them on! Give me the chance, and I’ll kill both you and that stinking tortoise together!"

"Hahahaha! Alright!"

Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao immediately raised his left hand:

"Netherworld Ghostly General! Kill!"

Upon the command of Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao, the Netherworld Ghost General on his left began to move. Before Li Ping’an could even get a clear look, the next instant, it appeared before Li Ping’an and raised the Ghost Head Greatsword for a fierce chop at him.

As the Netherworld Ghost General lifted the Ghost Head Greatsword, it immediately gathered countless dark energies, ghostly auras, and malevolent spirits around it. The moment it struck down towards Li Ping’an, it caused the Nine-Rank Lotus Flower Seal to quake violently.