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Chapter 487 - 436: Desire to Destroy the Dao Consistency!

Chapter 487: Chapter 436: Desire to Destroy the Dao Consistency!

A boundless fog of souls gushed out from the center of the Bone Soul Sect, forming dense black skeletons in the sky, like countless resentful souls surging skywards, lashing out relentlessly towards the ghostly spoon-like figure.

Upon collision, the resentful skull souls dimmed and the spoon could no longer advance.

For a moment, a deadlock formed between the black sea of skulls and the massive spoon.

Meanwhile, the pagoda behind Li Zhengfang shook continuously, with the extensive spell array beneath it slowly rotating.

During the stalemate, Wang Zijia, who was watching the battle, suddenly became startled. He perceived a familiar aura, instinctively withdrew his gaze, and looked towards the Head Teacher.

He noticed the Head Teacher, Ding Haiping, who had always been maintaining the space portal, suddenly pull out a mirror the size of a wash basin from his pocket.

The design of the mirror was peculiar, covered with numerous patterns, and the mirror surface was deep like the starry sky, as if it contained an entire cosmos.

It was unmistakably one of the most important treasures of the sect: the Haoyang Mirror!

Wang Zijia was remarkably familiar with this item, and he could even distinctly sense the dozens of demon seeding light spots that he had initially thrown into it.

Originally, when the mirror was inspecting his root bone, it accidentally triggered Wang Zijia’s Dao Fruit and divine talents, causing him to be passively demon seeded.

However, because he knew that it was one of the most formidable sect-suppressing treasures of the Sect, Wang Zijia did not do anything about this for many years, nor did he dare to.

After all, as long as the sect discovered he was demon seeded, he could easily end up dead!

But that didn’t stop Wang Zijia from having a special awareness of it.

At this moment, as Head Teacher Ding Haiping pulled out the mirror and constantly cast spells, images of black skulls appeared and floated on the starry surface of the mirror.

The mirror kept switching between different skulls, as if it were screening or searching for something.

After the mirror had switched images for several moments, suddenly, the image froze, and in the next moment, a dry well appeared in the mirror.

Seeing this, Head Teacher Ding Haiping’s face brightened, and he called out, "Senior Brother!"

Li Zhengfang, who was engaged in a standoff with Qi Chounu, seemed to have been prepared for this.

Clearly, the spell battle that just took place was merely a prelude, with the aim of luring out the real big shot from the Bone Soul Sect.

"In the name of the God of War, I ask Treasury God to lend me his law!"

"Let the elegant pagoda appear, condemning demons and suppressing monsters across the world!"

With his actions, a phantom pagoda rushed out from the pagoda behind Li Zhengfang.

Like a shooting star, it bolted towards Head Teacher Ding Haiping and plunged into the mirror in front of Ding Haiping and disappeared without a trace.

In the next moment, inside the Bone Soul Sect, in the core of the mountain range, a mini pagoda emerged out of the blue above the dry well.

"Roar!"

The evil dragon, who was saved by the skull and had transformed into an old Taoist, was at the dry well providing protection, was taken by surprise at the sudden emergence of the image of the small pagoda.

While roaring, his body began to expand rapidly.

But the small pagoda was quicker. It spun rapidly and, in the blink of an eye, transformed into the phantom of a gigantic pagoda and veiled the dragon!

"Boom!"

"You dare?"

Amid the roar beneath the dry well, the phantom pagoda transformed into a gigantic pagoda, suppressing the entire mountain, including the rapidly expanding evil dragon.

"Crash! Crash!"

The pagoda then shook continuously, with constant collisions occurring inside. Amid the flickering spiritual light, tremors kept resonating.

On the other side, in the Wanyu Sect, immediately after both of them managed to suppress the two big shots of the Bone Soul Sect, both made new moves simultaneously without any pause.

Obviously, the two of them never intended to kill the two Tribulation Crossing Cultivators from the Devil Gate in such a hurry. Their fundamental aim was to trap the enemy in a short time.

After the dry well was suppressed, Li Zhengfang, who had managed to free himself, suddenly bent down and tapped the rotating spell array under him.

The sword formation vibrated again, and the sword Qi, several times more terrifying than the initial one, transformed into a sea of swords, rushing straight towards the space portal in the sky.

At the same time when Li Zhengfang made his move, Head Teacher Ding Haiping also threw the Haoyang Mirror in his hand up towards the sky.

The mirror instantly merged into the space portal in the sky, becoming one with it.

Meanwhile, the spiritual light around Ding Haiping exploded as the three Great Cultivators of the Ascension Hall amplified their mana output.

Four beams of mana rushed skywards in a frenzy.

"Divide!"

The moment the sword light of the sword formation rushed into the mirror, Ding Haiping with a red face let out a harsh scream.

Nothing happened in the Wanyu Sect.

But the live picture in the sky was divided into several screens.

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In the Moon Demon Cliff, as the battlefield was in a stalemate, the land was completely dyed red.

The two sides who were initially fighting fiercely suddenly stopped their battle and were temporarily resting on their own sides.

Suddenly, a mirror resembling the starry sky appeared in the sky.

Among the shocked devil cultivators of the Bone Soul Sect, before they could even react, an endless sea of sword light surged down, engulfing the Moon Demon Cliff and the area where the devil cultivators were.

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Within the Bone Soul Sect, several portals appeared in the sky, no different from before, except that the starry mirrors emerged directly inside the slightly damaged Protecting Sect Array.

In the next moment, under the horrified gaze of countless cultivators, several starry mirrors vomited an endless flood of sword light.

The sea of sword light was unhindered, turning everything it passed into powder. It left nothing alive.

In the wake of the violent rampage of the sea of swords, half of the Bone Soul Sect was destroyed in the blink of an eye, and it looked like the sect’s centuries-worth of establishment was about to be destroyed.

Phantom images of Head Teacher Ding Haiping and Li Zhengfang appeared in the Bone Soul Sect, constantly controlling the mirror and wreaking havoc with the sea of swords.

Obviously, the big shots of the Wanyu Sect were genuinely desperate, deciding to uproot the Bone Soul Sect by destroying its core foundation!

"You’re seeking death!"

A roar of fury echoed throughout the entire Bone Soul Sect. Cracks instantaneously appeared on the pagoda, that suppressed the center of the Bone Soul Sect, allowing the endless flood of blood light to seep out.

The Headteacher cooperating in the elimination of the demons and the Tower Master of the Demon Suppressing Tower had their complexion change simultaneously.

"Impure?" Headteacher Ding Haiping anxiously asked.

Canvorting a similar shocked expression, Li Zhengfang suggested, "Retreat!"

The two stopped simultaneously. The phantasm collapsed, the mirror disappeared, and the corridor in the sky, like the surface of water, slowly vanished.

"Clamor!"

In the next moment, endless blood water broke through the pagoda, but it was already empty!

"Li Zhengfang, this issue is not over!"

"Afraid? I’ll be waiting!"

"Can your family ignore everything? We are waiting patiently!"

As the sky corridor slowly disappeared, only the cold words of Li Zhengfang and Headteacher Ding Haiping lingered.

After the disappearance of the sky corridor, the entire broadcast scene returned to the sect. Wanyu Sect fell into an unexpectedly silent moment, almost to the point of pin-drop silence.

"Today, thousands of demon souls bid farewell to our disciples guarding the Kunling Realm for our sect, to comfort the spirit of the departed. Hopefully, as they head towards the underworld, they are without regret!"

"From today onwards, Wanyu disciples are no longer bound by any treaty. They can go to the Devil Gate to extinguish demons themselves, without needing to amass troops at the border, without any border."

"My Wanyu disciples will take revenge with blood for blood, using thousands of demon bodies as a road, sending our sect’s departed souls into the underworld!"

"From today onwards, our disciples must complete a compulsory demon exorcism task every ten years to be supported by the sect!"

"From today onwards, we, Wanyu, will fight the Bone Soul Sect to the death!"

As the words of Headteacher fell, every character fell into the disciples’ hearts, as if each carrying a thousand pounds of weight, leading to prolonged silence.

Some disciples were excited beyond measure, as if infused with chicken blood.

"The Dharma Assembly celebration today ends here. Thank you all for attending today’s ceremony!"

In the end, Headteacher Ding Haiping greeted the already stupefied disciples from the Flying Immortal and Daqian sects, with a slight nod.

"Elder Ding, you overstate!"

"It’s just duty!"

The two representatives came to their senses one after another and responded with a return of the nod.

The disciples participating and observing below also snapped back into the present one by one.

One by one, the high-level figures of the sect began to leave the scene, each popping out of existence. However, the disciples began buzzing with activity.

Wang Zijia looked at the sky above the sect. The illusion formation of the live broadcast had disappeared, and the array protecting the sect was still operating across the entire venue. A gigantic half-globe light screen covered the entire Wanyu.

He had considered that the sect would certainly have a response, but he hadn’t expected the response to be so fierce.

It was really a ’nuclear’ confrontation. They took the lives of their own disciples just like their opponents, and although they did not involve the common people, the high-level members of the sect even attempted to destroy the Dao legacy of the Bone Soul Sect.

Strictly speaking, it was even more heartless!

After all, in today’s era, without the prosperity of lower-level disciples, it was difficult to produce high-level ones!

Without Dao seeds everywhere, the Dao sect cannot thrive!

As Wang ZiJia’s thoughts flashed, the disciples around him finally began to disperse.

Wang Zijia asked a senior brother who had maintained the Dharma Assembly about the rewards for this time’s Dharma Assembly.

Because this time there were too many corpses involved, they needed to organize all the gains, calculate the harvest collectively, and then issue the contribution reward.

Therefore, it would not be settled until at least tomorrow.

Upon receiving the reply, Wang Zijia bid Yan Qimeng farewell and silently flew towards the White Peach Peak.

He had just left the Inheritance Peak when he saw countless escape lights flying out of Demon Suppression Peak. It seemed that the Perfected ones and monks who had been summoned earlier had also completed their tasks.

Wang Zijia only glanced at them and did not go to join in the fun. He flew towards his assigned White Peach Peak.

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"Roar!"

Suddenly, an inhuman beast roar made Wang Zijia stop in his tracks.

Below, in the complex of buildings representing the Pulse bloodlines, a team of peak child disciples from the law enforcement team were originally arresting a disciple who had caused trouble. Unexpectedly, that disciple’s body swelled suddenly, distorting, and emanating the momentum of a peak-level monk.

"There is an undercover agent from the Devil Gate among us, quickly call for back up!" A member of the law enforcement team exclaimed.

Wang Zijia, who had momentarily stopped, raised his hand and summoned a chopstick-sized crystal red long spear to fly down.

Once the spear separated from his body, it transformed into a three-foot long crystal red shattered spear. Propelled by a long trail of flames, it descended like lighting, directly nailing the disciple, who hadn’t fully completed his transformation, to the ground.

"Ah!"

Raging flames surged, the disciple’s transformation instantly stopped. His body was half scorched, and he let out a mournful howl.

A group of law enforcement team disciples looked blankly at Wang Zijia who was floating in the air like an immortal descending to earth. His face was indifferent, and his expression casual.

"It’s the Pulse Master Wang!"

"It’s Wang Daozi!"

"We salute to the Pulse Master Wang!"

"..."

The law enforcement team disciples stumbled for a moment, then saluted in unison, excitedly.

"Whoosh!"

At this time, the monk disciples who had responded to the request for backup also arrived.

After seeing the situation, they hesitated slightly, then respectfully saluted Wang Zijia, "The disciple saw Uncle Daozi and thanks him for his help!"